"Let go of me," I snapped shrugging Carter off me who stood behind me, still keeping a hand on the jumper making sure I didn't do anything stupid.

"She's mental, out of control," screamed Catherina running up to the prince and I rolled my eyes.

"F*cking drama queen," I muttered.

"Take her down Alex," said Xavier his eyes still on me. I rolled my eyes holding my hands out to Alex.

"Arrest me dear brother," I snapped. Alex sent me a glare before grabbing my wrist and dragging me after him.

I couldn't resist, as soon as I passed Catherina I looked at her, "Boo," I said making her jump.

What a freak. The prince and his guards stepped aside as we marched through and Alex dragged me to his bedroom kicking the door shot and giving me a rough push.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he screamed at me. I rolled my eyes. 

"You know what you just did Isandra? Do you know?"

"Whatever," I muttered my eyes prickling with tears. My own brother was against me, my own blood bound brother. What did he think I was crazy as well.

"You just proved that the paper are right! What if this gets out? Oh f*ck that what if the royal family kill you. Do you even think. When will you act like a f*cking grown up Isandra, I am sick of you childish act!"

"This is all your fault," I said feeling the sting on my throat.

"Oh great let's play the f*cking game blame shall we."

"YES LET'S" I screamed making him step closer glaring at me.

"Don't you dare,"

"I will dare, if you just let me go to Uni like I wanted to this wouldn't have happened. No instead you dragged me to baby sit some spoiled b*tch!"

"Isandra stop it,  You can't refer to her that way. Ever since you got here, I have been ignoring your rude behaviour towards the royal family, your actions and everything, You are a guard, secret service. Do you even see how you are treating the royal family?"

I didn't say anything but stared at him, because if I speak, I was going to break out into tears.

"How could you Isandra. Just because she said something you go and try to kill her. Do you know you can be hanged do you not value your f*cking life? Who knows maybe the reporters made up all that. How could you attack the future queen,"

"What will happen after this mission? Asked Daniel chucking me a can.

Alex grumbled stomping and pacing around, "I don't know how to help you Isandra, you just tried to kill her. You attacker her. Hell you left bruises on her, hell do you -"

"I don't know, what do you mean," I asked jumping onto the bed liking the way it bounced. Daniel leaned against the wall propping one foot up.

"You know, will we still be able to talk," he said. I shrugged, he knew the protocol. After every mission, whatever happened, ends there. It was meant to be like we never existed. That was why I was successful. No one knew anything I never left anything behind.

"I just don't. How can you do this to me?" Alex stopped in front of me and I raised my eyes to meet his. He looked like he was disgusted at me.

"Well I'll tell you one thing," said Daniel smiling, "I will always remember you," he said, just like he was reading my mind, yet again.

"I am ashamed Isandra, ashamed that my sister behaved this way hell I am ashamed to be your brother. Just be-" he stopped his mouth slightly open. It took a second for my brain to understand why.

It wasn't till I heard my own voice cracking and my sob echo in the room I realized I was crying as the warm water flooded my cheeks.

"Sandy," he muttered his arms engulfing me and that did it. 

Sandy

That nickname, his voice echoing in my year. It was like all hell broke loose inside of me. Every single emotion and memory I tried to suppress come back out. I felt my body break my legs give out and I was on the floor in Alex's arms as he cradled me, like I was some delicate flower.

But I wasn't

I was anything but a flower. I was a killer. A cold blooded murdered.

"Stop it," he said his voice weak. "Don't cry,"

I could feel the pain in his own voice as he held me tight my face buried in his chest. For how long we stayed there, I didn't know. But even after the tears stopped coming, I was still sobbing against him. It wasn't until the door opened I held it in trying not to make a noise.

Weakness. 

I couldn't show it.

And tears, how long has it been before I cried like this. 

"Alex," it was greyguards voice.

"Yea I'm coming," he said

"I'll be back," he whispered in my hear before I felt his arms loosen around me. I leaned against the bed hiding my face with my hair and then resting them on my knees as I cradled them to my chest. 

Embarrassed. 

That's what I was.

Alex was right, I had just proved myself mental, unstable, everything the reporter lied about seemed so true at this moment.

"Stop it," I muttered.

"Sorry," I felt his stop staring. How did I know in the first place? What was it I was called, an assassin, I guess I was, well it was an assassin's instinct. We were trained to even feel a fly breathing. That's how we were trained. 

If I wanted to kill her, I could have done it and had a cup of coffee before Alex and Carter found me. But what held me back? Was it that I didn't actually want to kill her? Maybe it was the fact that they called me a murder and I didn't want to become that lie in the magazine.

It seemed like years before I felt Alex walk back in. I could always tell when he was in the roof. His frustrated sighs, his heavy footsteps, he never got the agility under control. It was like an elephant stopping, sometimes.

He sat down beside me. Dare I look up and see the 'ashamed' and 'disappointing' look on his face. 

"So, when's my death sentence," I joked looking up. Apparently they didn't think it was a joke by the way I heard Alex suck in a breathe.

"Don't say that," he snapped. Well sorry, he was the one mentioning it before. I sighed, there was my fail attempt to light up the moment.

"Pack your bags," said Alex after a minute.

"What?"

"You can do what you want, go to Uni wasn't it. Go,"

"What are you talking about?"

You know that moment when you cry and throw a tantrum till you get something you want from your parents. But then when they grudgingly or angrily say "Fine" you feel shit and you don't want it anymore. That was exactly what was happening to me now.

"I'm not joking, you can do to Uni. You can do whatever you want. Just get out of here" he said.

"You want me to run away?" I asked rolling my eyes suddenly feeling extremely angry. Run away, he wanted me to run away. That was the most absurd thing I had ever heard.

"Please do what I say,"

"I did and this was what happened, and there is no way on earth I would run away Alex you of all people should know that. I'm not a coward,"

"Well I for fu*k's sake am Isandra so do it and pack your bags before the king comes home tonight," he said. 

Alex looked nearly ashamed as he sighed running his hands through his hair in frustration.

"I'm not going anywhere, if you think I am just going to sit here and listen to you like some ragged puppy doll then you have another thing coming Alex Jones. You're not dad," I snapped.

I got up storming past them to my bedroom.

But I knew what the consequences would be. The kind was coming tonight.

And maybe this is the last time I can see a beautiful sunset.