Proven part II
As I was yanked into the apartment, I reached for the rigging pisau hidden in my sock. The cool iron was enclosed in my hand as the door was slammed shut behind me and I turned on my attacker. My jantung dropped as I was pulled into a tight hug, strong arms wrapped around me.
I immediately recognized my captor as he bent his head to me, his golden-blonde hair falling in his eyes.
"Alek," I exclaimed as I returned the hug. A relieved feeling rushed through me, making me forget for a moment the news I would have to deliver.
Finally we pulled apart. "What are anda doing here?" we both asked at the same time.
"This is my apartment," I reminded him, "What are anda doing here?"
"The guys and I were looking for you," Alek said, "Were have anda been..." His voice trailed off as his eyes landed on my right hand, the blade still in my grasp. "Were anda going to stab me?" he asked, sounding confused. .
"Alek, anda nearly gave me a jantung attack when anda pulled me in here," I said. His eyed widened as if he had remembered something of great importance. Alek reached around me, locked the door, and slid in the dead bolt. "What are anda doing?"
"Were anda followed?" he berkata suddenly.
"What?"
"Were anda followed here?" he grasped my shoulders and forced me to focus on his gleaming green eyes.
Before I could answer, a voice called from the kitchen, "Thirteen, who's at the door?" A tall redhead appeared in the entrance to the hall.
"What Jazz, anda don't recognize me?" I teased. His face lit up with relief and I rushed past Alek to him, giving him a quick hug. He breathed in my scent, one that he had once told me reminded him of old buku and coconut.
"Yes," Jasper berkata as I pulled away, "tease the blind guy."
I smiled widely at the old joke. Just like always. Of course, one thing was missing.
"What are anda guys doing here?" I asked again.
Alek answered oleh walking past us and down the hall short hall. Jasper offered me his arm. I grinned again and took it, leading us down the corridor. It wasn't like he actually needed me to lead him. It was lebih for my benefit than for my own. He had felt my anxiety.
We followed Alek to the last room on the right. The door opened to a room of bright purple walls, soft carpeting, and a twin tempat tidur in the corner. In one corner was a rak buku full of precious treasures. A kacang bag chair sat selanjutnya to it. Across the room and under the window was a white-painted mahogany meja tulis, meja and, sitting in front of a laptop, sat yet another boy.
"Alek," he berkata without turning, "I told anda to watch the door." His accent was enhanced with his frustration as he stabbed at the keys."Can anda get past this bloody firewall?" He turned when no response came.
"Jazz I thought anda were..." his eyes landed on me.
"Hi, Nic," I berkata meekly. His face betrayed nothing before he stood. Alek stood aside as our leader gazed at me cooly. Our team was back together. My team. 'My other team,' I reminded myself.