My Undercover Lover

Slowly opening my eyes, everything seems like a dream. I was in a disclosed room and as I tried getting up, I felt severe pain in my back, suddenly I remembered being shot.

I fainted back into the bed, breathing heavily, and coming back to reality, I realized the door creaking open. Unaware of where I was, or who was coming in, my heart raced with anticipation.

"Jason! You are awake!" The voice exclaimed as she walked in. "Louis?" I called out faintly, trying to get up. "No, no..relax Jason. Your stitches are still fresh," she said, slowly holding me down.

I took a deep breath, trying to recall everything that happened and slowly the flashes were clear in my head. "Does anyone else know that you saved me?" I asked Louis firmly, gazing at her as she sat beside me.

"No, only I and Mason are aware of your whereabouts," Louis answered vividly. I nodded, feeling relieved. "Water, I need a glass of water," I requested.

"I will be right back, stay still," she said, swiftly walking out of the room. Immediately I got up from the bed and grabbed my shirt and a Jacket which were hung on the chair. I knew that there were people who wanted me dead and I couldn't risk putting Louis in danger, so I had to disappear. "I'm sorry Louis," I muttered as I forced my way out through the window.

When Louis returned to the room, her eyes were wide in shock as she couldn't find me in the room. The glass of water slipped from her hand as she called out, "Jason! Jason!"

I could hear her voice but I didn't look back, I left without a second thought. Joey searched for me everywhere but couldn't find me, she never gave up and kept on looking for me.

Here I am, after three years of hiding, determined to find out the people behind my hunt down and my sister's death. "I must find the truth and clear my name," I usually say to myself.

Lost in my thoughts in the elevator, I didn't realize I had reached my flat. "Hello, are you alright?" A voice whispered in front of me. Startled, I apologized, "I'm sorry," and came out of the elevator.

Staring at the pretty, cute lady with her kids who were twins, as they hurried into the elevator. She smiled at me and her kids stared at me, and I couldn't help but smile back at them as the elevator closed.

I retreated into my flat quietly, hiding my true identity from everyone who lived in the estate. I hurried to my computer, where I had been trying to track down those behind my misery. Their faces haven't been revealed yet, so I tried to get some evidence that could expose them.

I paused for a minute, inhaling deeply, I relaxed on the chair, trying to recall the event of three years ago. I tried to recall who took the evidence from the mission from my suit after I was shot. It was tiring and frustrating to always think about it because my eyes were blurry and I couldn't see the face.

For a few hours, I remained in my room, until I heard a knock at the door. "Oh, I ordered pizza," I whispered to myself as I stood up, and walked to the door.