Assassin 2.O

Highjacking

"You know," I said, looking down. "I told you my real name for a reason." I looked back up at him to see him already watching me.

"Are you sure?" He hesitated to ask.

"Yeah," I shrugged as we continued to walk. "Plus, if people overhear you calling me G that might raise a few flags."

He looked over at me and smiled, letting out a small laugh. "Whatever you say, Olivia," he added with a smirk as he said my name.

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As we walked through town, I could feel my wound pulsing. When I couldn't take the pain anymore, I stopped walking and grabbed Rapp's arm.

"Mitch, wait." I said. With one step, he was back by my side. He looked around the busy street before looking back at me with worried eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I stuttered. "I'm just a little. . .dizzy."

"Okay," he said under his breath. He looked around before wrapping his arm around my waist, supporting most of my weight. He slowly led me over to a table outside of the café and helped me sit down.

He instantly knelt down and felt my forehead. "I'm going to go inside and get you something to drink, okay? I'll be right back."

"Okay," I smiled weakly at him. I watched as he hesitated. "Mitch," I said making him look at me. I reached over and intertwined our hands. "I'll be fine," I whispered looking down at our hands. He took a deep breath before finally standing up and heading inside.

I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. I subconsciously put my hand over my throbbing wound. Suddenly, I felt someone walk up behind me. By the sound of the footsteps and the way they walked, I could tell it wasn't Rapp.

I opened my eyes and slowly reached for the knife that was on the table. I took a deep breath as I felt him step up directly behind me. I gasped when he wrapped his arms around me and tried to drag me away.

I elbowed him in his stomach, making him gasp out in pain but he didn't let me go. I tried to get out of his grasp but with each move I made, his grip tightened. I gasped in pain when he twisted my wrist, making me drop the knife.

He took out a gun and pressed the barrel right into my bullet wound. I let out a painful yelp as he whispered in my ear, "Shut up, or I swear I'll shoot your little boyfriend."

I looked up and could see the back of Rapp's head. I let out a loud scream, causing many people to look my way. The man started to drag me away as I screamed again, hoping to get Rapp's attention.

Mitch's POV

"Mitch!"

I turned around when I heard my name being yelled. My heart jumped into my throat when I saw a man dragging Olivia away. I dropped the two coffees I was holding in my hands and ran through the cafe. I swore under my breath as I tried to get through the crowd of people running and screaming.

"No!" I yelled as I saw the man lift a white cloth up to her mouth. My blood boiled as Olivia's eyes started to droop. "Olivia!" I yelled, causing her eyes to open. She looked at me before her eyes closed.

I jumped over a table and sprinted across the street as the man put Olivia in the trunk of a car. Right as he slammed the trunk closed, I ran up to him. I turned him around and punched him in the face. He tried to hit me back, but I easily dodged it.

I kicked his knee cap making him gasp in pain. When he fell to the ground, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I looked at the trunk and tightened my grip as I pictured Olivia locked in there.

"You shouldn't have touched her," I said through gritted teeth as I snapped his neck. His lifeless body fell to the floor. I leaned down and searched his body for his keys. Once I found them, I quickly unlocked the trunk.

I ran around and opened it. "Olivia." Her name got caught in my throat when I saw blood. I scanned her body, looking for the source of the blood. "Shit," I swore when I saw that the man had reopened her wound.

"Olivia," I whispered. I cupped her cheek in my hand, trying to wake her up. "Wake up. Please."

I held my breath as she started to stir. I looked around and noticed a lot of people staring at us. I let out an annoyed sigh before gently picking her up bridal style.

She woke up and tried to fight me but stopped when she noticed it was me holding her. "Mitch?"

"I got you," I smiled down at her. I ducked into an alleyway and gently put her down. When her feet touched the ground, I kept my hands on her waist as she swayed back and forth.

"You okay?" I asked, reaching up and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I will be," she said looking down at the shirt she was wearing. "There goes my new shirt," she scoffed making me laugh.