Going through Here and There

Victoria lived most of her life living a lie. Then she meets up with an old friend in an exhibition and they contact each other again. But is everything real, or is it a lie? Or is everything just a dream and a vision?


17. The Fake Truth

I looked at his jacket and realized that the logo on it was one of the terrorists the agency told us to capture years ago. The man aimed to hit me but he missed. I kicked him in the chest, and he flew away. But then to my surprise there were more men that came.
You've got to be joking me!
They all tried to attack me at the same time, and I can't help but feel so pumped up. They weren't good fighters, it was so obvious they had no training. I beat them all easily, but they're resistances were strong. No matter how hard I kicked them, they would still be able to stand up. It took some time to beat all of them, I was able to knock out all of them. But to my surprise one was still standing and he had a knife this time. He threw the knife at me, I caught it and threw it back at him. To my luck, it aimed right at his left chest where I knew was the heart. He bleeded then fell, and I knew he was dead.
I stood up, and felt my heart beating fast. I felt the rush of adrenaline rush through my veins. This fight was so unexpected. It happened all of a sudden, too sudden to be honest.
"What happened here?" I turned around and saw One Direction by the doorstep. I saw their faces and they all seemed very shocked.
"Umm, they passed out," I lied.
"Yeah sure, as if Zayn doesn't have a camera in his loan." Louis said. I pretty much knew that my life was over.
"We saw everything," Liam said.
"You killed that guy!" Niall said.
"I didn't! The knife just accidentally hit him in the wrong spot, that's all." I said.
"Who are you?" Harry said. "And why did that guy just call you Allison or whatever?"
I rolled my eyes, and I just wished I was attacked somewehere. These people were like dummies, no offense.
"I can explain," I decided to say.
"Okay, explain," Zayn said. It was the first time he talked and he gestured me to enter his house. I entered his house and right away they let me sit down.
"Okay explain," Harry said. Here goes nothing.
"My twin's name was Allison and those men were my sister's fiance's men. You see, my parents planned that my sister and I should marry after we turned 18. But then my sister's fiance thought I was my sister, cause he didn't know she had a twin. That time I was with my fiance, and he thought my sister was cheating on him. So they fought about that, so my sister decided to call off the engagement. My sister was fine with it, but he wasn't. So yeah he planned to haunt my family forever." I said. And again it was a lie. I'm not stupid, that I would tell them I was a spy.
"Wait, you're engaged?" Zayn asked me.
"No, I was engaged, but when my sister called off her engagement I decided to call off mine too," I said.
"Oh, so you're still single," Zayn said.
"Yeah, why?" I said.
"Nothing," he replied.
"Wait, your sister's fiance is crazy! He would haunt you up to the point of death?" Niall said.
"Yeah, well what he doesn't know is that my sister died last year on May." I said.
"Wait, your sister is dead?" Louis said, and I can tell that they were all shocked except Zayn.
"How did she die? Did her crazy fiance kill her or something?" Harry asked.
"No, she died cause of an asthma attack," I said.
"Oh okay," Harry said. "Condolence."
"Thanks," I said. "So do you have any more questions?"
"No, I guess you answered all of it," Liam said.
"Okay, so can I go now?" I said.
"Where are you going?" Zayn said. "You said you were going awhile ago and then you ended up being ambushed. Do you think you can handle it?"
"Zayn I can shoot better than Paul, and he's your bodyguard, so I pretty much know I can handle myself," I pointed out.
"You do have a point," Zayn said. "So okay, bye."

I walked out of Zayn's house and this time, it was really the agency's car. I entered it, and it drove to the agency.
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