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Chapter One
Chapter One
Would you walk off?
[Curt’s perspective]
I shot the gun out of his hand. It all happened so fast.. First, I just figured out that Owen was alive this whole time, and now we’re standing on the same staircase that I thought I lost him on.
I couldn’t bear to use the gun on him, even though I felt so wronged at the moment, I simply couldn’t..
“So this is it? Here we are, standing face to face once again. You’re now free to make your own decisions Curt. You shot the gun out of my hand, you can do anything you put your mind to if you try hard enough. Why don’t you shoot me? Move on, you will have to at one point. So why not now?” Owen stared into my eyes as I dropped the gun and kicked it out of reach. Maybe now he would know that I can’t pull myself to, not after all this time, all the time we’ve spent together..
Owen now looked pissed. I thought that what I did was the right thing, a sign of peace. He looked over to the side, seeing if the gun was still there, which it was not. All I could do was just wait for him to say something, anything..
“Why didn’t you shoot? Why did you throw away the only thing that made you invincible in a moment like this? That gun was the leverage that you had on me since day one. You could’ve easily gotten rid of me this time, and you blew it. You blew it like you always did!” He was practically screaming at this point. I wasn’t even able to hear his own voice. It sounded so different..
“You can’t blame me for something I couldn’t bring myself to do. I have my reasons for not shooting you and I also have my reasons for leaving you that night, now that’s something you can blame me for. What are you going to do, walk off this staircase like the coward you’ve always been!” I covered my mouth when I said that last part. Owen was definitely not a coward. He was fearless when it came to our job. And he showed it very well. He didn’t let anyone mess with us, get in our way. Even if it meant killing them first.
After seconds which felt like hours at this point, Owen walked off after all, not looking back at me as he left. I felt my body begin to become numb. I regretted my words, my actions. I didn’t even try to stop him, I just froze. This was my only chance to talk with him and I did truly blow it.
-(Here’s Chapter 1 of My Unreliable Partner. I hope you guys like it and chapter two will probably be posted tomorrow or the next day💛💙)-
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Just made a little My Unreliable Partner aesthetic board with pins I found on Pinterest.
I’m almost done writing Chapter 3, so it’ll be posted soon. 💙💛
Chapter four:
Starting to Regret
[Owen’s perspective]
After walking for a bit and trying to forget about what just happened, I decided to go back to my little, rundown hotel room. It is able to fit two people if necessary, but there’s no need anymore, it’s just me from now on.. I walked inside and went straight to the kitchen cabinet. That’s where I kept the alcohol, something I desperately needed right now. I grabbed a bottle of whiskey, shut the cabinet, and opened the bottle while sitting on the couch. I needed to drown out everything right now.
Before I knew it, the bottle was empty. I didn’t even realize that it was all gone. I drink a lot, I will admit, but the bottle usually lasts for some time. All I could was stare at it, the empty bottle which I supposedly chugged in a couple seconds. When I continued to stare at the bottle, I started to think about a lot. About tonight, about the fact that I didn’t even think about looking back when I left, about Curt..
I then threw the bottle at the wall, it shattering into pieces. My eyes started to water as I looked at all the glass on the floor. I only threw it so I could stop thinking about it all. Get all the thoughts out of my head.. But I started to regret what I did, smashing it was a mistake..
This was sure going to be a long night..
-(here’s chapter 4!! This one was also pretty hard to write, but I did it!! Also I’m gonna make some mood boards and post them tomorrow💛💙)-
In my chorus class, the teacher makes us do a warmup where the one person picked has to shout an emotion and we have to sing in the tone of the emotion(and they have to shout out like 10 of them)
So since I’m not normal, I’m just gonna shout random things from Spies are forever. Like she’ll call on me and I’ll go to the front of the piano and just randomly shout.
“UH..STAIRCASE!” and then act out the whole scene from memory instead of singing.
The best part about this is that my best friend is in my class and she’s the only one there besides from me that knows about/ loves SAF. So she said she’ll do it with me and probably laugh at me and everyone else will be weirded out.
Or we’ll just start singing a random SAF song. Just randomly start dramatically singing Spy again while I get stared at.
(I actually can’t wait to embarrass myself this year lol)
Just left school. Can’t wait to get home and watch Spies! 💙💛