My undercover life - Season 1 - Episode 32

5 years ago

My undercover life - Season 1 - Episode 32

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The text message—you’re a f-----g liar, Lily.
His harsh voice—you’re a f-----g liar.
His whispers at my cousin’s’ apartment—Lily.
Everything. It all added up. Bradlee was the only one who knew my real name. He has to be the killer. He practically said the exact same thing the killer sent me not to long ago! I should’ve known. I should’ve known everything he had said was a lie. The smiles, the laughs, the kinds words—everything was a f-----g lie. Why didn’t I see this before? Why was my stupid brain clouded up with these d--n feelings of mine?!
Bradlee’s cold eyes wavered for a split second seeing the wheels turning in my head. He knew. He slowly reached his hand up, calling my name before I smacked his hand away. He flinched slightly at the light smack, looking like I’d smacked him across the face.

He stared at me for what seemed like forever before his eyes filled with sorrow and despair, not knowing what to do. I used that moment to my advantage and ran. Ran like the wind, running past a very confused looking Hunter and an equally confused Ailee.

Before I got too far, I heard pounding footsteps behind me. Knowing exactly who that was, my heartbeat quicken in panic, screaming into the device wrapped around my hand.
“This would be an awesome time to f-----g get me!”

Knowing that they heard me, but couldn’t do anything since I was in a public mall, I grumbled under my breath, looking for the quickest escape route. Seeing the girl’s bathroom up ahead, I made a run for it. I was quick enough to lock the door, before Bradlee’s body smashed into it, knocking me off balance. Landing on my butt, I groaned, rubbing the sore spot on my back. I glared at the door separating us. That jerk.
“I know you’re in there, so open the door.”
I scoffed. Like hell I would. “Leave me alone, you freaking liar!”

“Avery.” His rapid pounding on the door increased. “Open the door right now!” “No!”

“Avery.” My heart twisted up, hearing his broken sob. “Please open up so I can see you. I need to see you Avery. Please,” he begged, his voice crumbling. “I c-can’t hear you otherwise.”

“Shut up!” I shouted, covering my ears. I didn’t give a d--n if he had no idea what I was saying. “Stop pretending to care now that I know your sick, twisted secret!”
“Avery,” he cried in pain, sounding like he was choking from his tears. I paused, hearing that. W-was he crying?I shook my head, ignoring his shouts. No, Lily, no. Don’t fall for his act! He’s just lying to you. “Please Avery, just let me explain.”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses you murderer!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, begging someone—anyone to get me out of this place. I couldn’t listen to his sobs anymore. I couldn’t listen to his excuses anymore. Otherwise I’ll start falling for his lies again. And knowing me, I’ll start believing him.

“I thought you were using me,” he suddenly confessed. My breath hitched, as I turned my head at the door in confusion. What did he say? “I saw it, you know. The other day when I was over at your place, that guy, he had a badge.” I s----d in a breath at the memory; where we’d almost kissed. “I knew the minute I saw it, you were only playing a character. An undercover spy, I had thought.” My eyes went wide, my body rooted to the dirty bathroom floor. He freaking knew! Was that why he ran away and wasn’t in school for days?
“Y-you knew?” My voice was barely above a whisper.

“At first I didn’t want to believe it,” he continued his explanation, probably not hearing me. “But after piecing all the facts together, I knew you were here for one reason, and one reason only. It was too much of a coincidence. You were only here to carry out your assignment. You pretended to be my friend. You pretended to care about me. You pretended to like me. And being the fool I was, I fell for it.” He paused, before I heard a quiet slam against the door, followed by a defeated sigh. “And what’s worst, you pegged me as the killer.”

An audible gasp escaped my lips. I shook my head desperately, as I felt the hot tears rolling down my cheeks. “I d-d-didn’t pretend.” I blinked my tears away. “I never pretended, Bradlee.”

“I was hurt,” he confessed a second later. “Do you know how I felt when I found out the girl I love—” The rest of his sentence was cut off when I heard those four words.

My cheeks flamed scarlet. The girl I love. H-he loved me? B-but, how? We barely knew each other. I thought liking him after such a short time was going beyond crazy level, but love? How could Bradlee love me when he knew me for only two weeks?

“—I’m sorry for the way I was acting. I-I—” He swallowed loudly. “I guess I just wanted you to feel the pain, I was feeling. But when I saw those blue orbs of yours, frightened and scared, I-I couldn’t do it anymore. I didn’t have the heart to.” His voice faded quietly, before laughter filled the empty space. But it was anywhere but happy. It was forced—and I could tell he was a second away from breaking apart. “I guess I’m just in too deep.” When I didn’t answer, a rapid pounding made me jump up from my spot in fright. “Please, Avery. Open this door. I-I need to see you.”

Hearing the desperate pleading in his tone, my feet slowly made its way towards the door, having a mind of its own. My forehead leaned against the doorframe, imagining Bradlee on the other side. I could almost feel his body heat, picturing him leaning against the door too.

“I-I can’t,” I whispered. What if he was lying? What if everything he said was his ploy to mess with my mind? To trick me again?

“Lily, please open this door,” he begged, as I s----d in a big gulp of air hearing him call my name. Lily. That was first time he’d ever said my name out loud knowing that both of us were still conscious. “We really need to talk.”
I knew perfectly well we needed to talk but I couldn’t get my d--n body to move. I was rooted to the ground, frozen in place as I heard his heavy, ragged breathing. He had called my name. It sounded so nice coming from his mouth. I couldn’t help but shiver violently, as I imagined his voice calling my name over and over again. I knew I was stupid for thinking that even though he was still a potential suspect, but I couldn’t help it. Bradlee was like a f-----g drug you couldn’t get enough of and I haven’t even have a taste of him yet.

“Lily,” he breathed my name, as I turned into a pile of mush. F--k. What the hell is happening with me? Why does he have this much effect on me?

My eyes moved down, urging my body to twist the knob open. Hearing a faint click, I slowly opened the door, before a surprise Bradlee came crashing forward. I didn’t have time to react, before he was sending us both towards the floor. I shut my eyes, awaiting for impact that will surely come.t,t,