Agent B's point of view

"Are you gonna do it?" Calum asked me, taunting me. He was messing with me. Testing me to see if I could do it.

I looked at the tiled floor and clenched my jaw, pulling the knife away and stabbing it into the door, no doubt stabbing through the wood. I looked at him, the knife just millimeters from his head, and I pointed at him, my finger in the middle of his chest.

"Don't forget who you are Calum. You're my client, not my friend. You may call me a friend, but that doesn't mean I think of you the same way. Bring my name up again and it swear to god, I'll actually stab you." I said lowly and pushed past one of his bandmates.

"So now what? Are you gonna pretend that you never opened up to me? Are you gonna pretend that I wasn't the first person in this room to treat you civilly, despite the fact you nearly killed my best friends?" Calum asked and I clenched my fist.

"I never asked you too. You could have treated me any way you wanted to. You could have treated me like they did and I wouldn't care." I said and he walked up to me.

"Cause I knew you were a decent person and I wanted you comfortable around us. I wanted to be comfortable around you." He said and I shook my head.

"That's your own fault. I'm far from decent. I'm the person your parents warn you about Calum. I'm the person who could kill an innocent child without batting an eyelash. I'm the person who can beat a man to death in front of his family cause she was told to. Does that sound like something a-a decent person would do?" I asked loudly, my voice cracking.

"If their job was forcing them to do it then yes." He said and I shook my head. "I know you didn't want to do it. Don't lie to yourself."

"Would you do it? Would Ashton do it? Michael? Luke? Your sister? His sister? His brother? No, you wouldn't cause you're decent people. You're not fucked in the head." I said and he looked around at his friends, who were all wide awake now.

"If we were in your situation, I'm sure we all would." He told me and I laughed. "I'm serious. We would."

"No, you wouldn't, cause there is no situation Calum. I'm not being forced to. I don't have a gun against my head and a man telling me to shoot or he'll kill me. It's not forced. I did it cause I wanted to-"

"Did you want to or did you feel the need to?" He asked me. "Cause I doubt you wanted to kill a child, or a man in front of his family. I highly doubt that's what you wanted. Tell me, did you do it willingly or did you do it cause you felt the need to not upset anyone?"

"Either way Calum, I still did it by myself, on my own concious. My own will. It's my fault-"

"That's the same as me saying Ashton pressured me into smoking, so it's my fault I took a drag." He told me and I nodded.

"That's exactly what I'm saying cause it's your fault you let him get to you, just as its my fault for letting them get to me. It's my fault, don't try to erase my mistakes. Don't try it erase what I've done Calum." I said and shook my head.

"Brenda-"

"I said my fucking name is Agent B. One more time Calum, one more fucking time. Brenda is dead. She's dead. Stop." I loudly, tears filling my eyes.

"Dead? How is she dead Agent? What did you do? Replace her? Cover her up with this shitty act? Cause I know she isn't completely gone." He told me and I shook my head again.

"You don't know anything." I told him cause he's seeing me in a light that's not me. He's seeing what he wants, not what's right in front of him.

"Cause if you really where this heartless monster, why would you be crying?" He asked me and I tried to turn around, only for him to grab my arm and force me to face him. "I know she's there. I've seen her. When you first smiled, when you laugh, when you talk to us as if we're your best friends, when you sing, dance. She's there, but you're pushing her away."

"Cause she doesn't belong in my life Calum." I said and shook my head. "Don't you get it? If I wasn't who I am today, I would have died a long time ago. I would have killed myself. If I didn't become who I am right now, you wouldn't even be looking at me right now."

"So what now then? Are we just going to pretend that you're some heartless bitch? Are we gonna pretend as if we're frightened by you?" He asked me. "Cause we all know you're not a monster, and you know we're no longer afraid by you."

"You don't know me-"

"I know enough to know that you're putting up this dumb facade because you're afraid of not being good enough and you're afraid of who you used to be." He said, his voice lowered as he looked down at me.

"I'm not afraid."

"Don't bullshit me... Brenda." He said and I pushed him away from me. He stumbled back, but he didn't fall.

"I'm not afraid." I said confidently. "This is who I am now and I'm sorry I'm not living up to what you think I am. You see me as some kind of confused girl, some innocent angel who's just playing a part. I'm not. I'm sorry I wasn't able to get that through your thick head." I said as Ashton pulled Calum back.

"No, I know that you don't want to do this Brenda. I know you're tired of this job, you're fucking done. I know. Why won't you just drop this dumb act? I'm not stupid. We're not stupid." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Cause if this wasn't some act, you would have literally killed me back there without a single fucking though." He continued and I went silent cause he's right.

If this was four months ago, and I was just meeting them, I would have killed him without a single doubt. I couldn't now, no matter how desperately I wanted to.

"I'm right, aren't I?" He asked and I took a deep breath as I turned around. "I know I'm right. Agent, it's okay to be afraid. It's okay to be who you used to be. This big, tough agent act isn't you. Don't try to make yourself something you're not."

I shook my head and sat on the bed, lacing on a pair of black combat boots. "Where are you going?" Michael asked me since he was in this bed, and woken up by our bickering.

"Out."

"You say we're afraid of reality, of the truth, but here you are, running away from the filthy fucking truth." Calum said and I grit my teeth. "You're mad cause' I'm right. You're leaving because you know you're wrong. Why can't you just accept-"

"Just because you're madly in love with me, doesn't mean to know me better than I know myself Calum. You want me to be some angel, some damsel in distress, but I'm not alright? This is who I am. I'm a fucking murderer Calum. I'm a cold-blooded killer. I killed your best friend and I didn't even care about how you guys felt. I'm not confused. I'm not acting. Deal with it." I told him and Luke stood up.

"Hey, I know you're pissed but no need to bring his heart into this. That was a low blow." He told me and I shook my head.

"It's a low blow cause it is true. You love me and you want me to just fall for you and open up to you. You think this is some romance movie, you're wrong. I don't feel the same and I never will. You want to be the person who helps me, but I don't need help, at least, not from you." I said and walked to the door, opening it and then slamming it shut.

I leaned against the door, and before I knew it, I was blacking out against it, a loud beeping in my head as I did so.

-

"That was fucking low Brenda." Someone said and I rolled my eyes as I ran my hand through my greasy hair. "You broke him."

"Good, maybe then he'll realize he's wrong about me." I said and saw Savanna, a cross necklace swinging in her fingertips.

"But he's not wrong, so why are you in denial?" She asked me and I shook my head. "Why are you fighting it?"

"Cause only I know me. No one else."

"You couldn't be more wrong." She said as she walked up to me. "Luke was like that, he fell in love with me, and I told him it wasn't gonna happen, but it happened anyways. Just let it happen."

"I'm not even into guys." I said as I noticed a silver chain around her neck. I never noticed it before. "I'm gay."

"Maybe that's the case, but the friendzone is better than no zone." She said and I looked around.

"What do you want?"

"Apologize." She said and I rolled my eyes. "You hurt him, and you know he is right. I know it's hard to calm down and let your guard down, but they're great boys. It's okay."

"I refuse."

"Your pride and ego must be very valuable to you." She said and I shrugged. "They won't belittle you, Brenda. They won't hurt you, though they seem to despise you. They're scared, they're worried, they're just like you."

"I don't want this bullshit." I snapped and she was taken back. "I want them to stop prying into my life and turning me into someone I'm not. I'm no angel."

"You're so much more than your past mistakes-"

"They're bit mistakes. I did them, we'll aware of the consequences." I told her and she shook her head, walking towards me with the necklace.

"Just let your guard down. You'd be more then surprised at how much things change." She told me, clicking the silver necklace around my neck.

"I don't want change."

"Cause you're afraid of it." She told me and I took a deep breath as she backed away, showing me a necklace that was damn near the same as her's. "Don't be afraid of change. Everything changes. Everyone changes. This mask you're wearing is cracking, they can see through you. Don't fight them."

"This is why you're dead and I'm not."

"Whatever you say." She told me and I looked away from her as she gave me a soft smile. "Let them help you."

"I don't need help, not from them and most certainly not from you." I said and she nodded.