Today's the day. The day I've been dreading. The day I tell... everyone.

The day of the meeting.

And here I was, the morning of the meeting, pacing up and down my room as Jimmy tried to soothe me.

"Scott..."

"He'll kill me, Jimmy. He will murder me in cold blood."

"Scott, it'll be fine-"

"IT WON'T BE FINE, JIMMY. HE'LL KILL ME FOR NOT FINISHING THE JOB. HE'LL KILL ME FOR NOT KILLING YOU!!" The words slipped out before I could stop them. I realised what I said a split second too late. I clapped my hands across my mouth and slid down the wall.

Jimmy stared at me, an adorable, confused expression lining his face. He came over and sat down beside me. I felt his comforting arm over my shoulders. I sobbed into his side. 

"Is it true?" 

Those words brought on another round of tears. Sobs racked my entire body and I hat to copy Jimmy's breaths to calm down enough to stop the aggressive sobs from shaking my full body. I still couldn't get any words out, so I just nodded. 

"Is- is that why you're dating me?" Jimmy's voice wasn't judgemental, but more curious and scared. 

It took me a few minutes to calm down fully enough to get words out, but they were still extremely disjointed. "A-at f-f-first, yes. B-but I do lo-love y-you. Jimmy. I would never kill you. N-not now. Not ever."

Jimmy smiled down at me, wiping my tears away and hugging me closer. I never wanted him to let go. Not now, not tomorrow, not ever.

But alas, that time did come. He pulled away and I clutched at his sleve, trying to keep him next to me. He giggled, detaching my arm from his sleve and kissing my forehead. 

"Calm down, Petal."  the nickname made me blush scarlet, "I'm just getting us some breakfast. What do you want?" He smiled down at me. 

"Just a coffee, please." I smiled back. A coffee could keep me awake for at least a full day.

"You need food, Scott. You didn't sleep a wink last night, stuck in that office doing Cod knows what. You need some energy." 

I was working. A new client, some Grimlandian called Lucas, had hired me to kill a Mythlandian by the name of 'Lola Cantl-Day'. I was brainstorming ideas last night. I ended up being stuck between poison and a normal katana, my signature weapon.  

"I'm not hungry, Jim." I kept smiling.

"Scott Smajor, you haven't eaten in 5 da-"

"6. 6 days." I corrected. It's a new record!

"6 days!! I am getting you food before you die of starvation." And with that, he turned and walked out of the door. 

I let the flood of emotions I had been keeping in loose. Tears raced each other down my face and myvision blurred as more spawned in. I sank to the floor, having been half way up the wall, and hid my face in my hands. 

I could have been there for an eternity, but Jimmy eventually came back, a tray in his arms. He handed me a pain au chocolat and my coffee. I took them gratefully, biting into the pastry. The chocolaty warmth hit my tounge and I warmed up inside. My face lit up in a smile I hadn't displayed in a long time. 

JImmy blushed as he looked down on me. He aslo sat down, a smile carved eternally on his face. He wied the remanats of tears from my face and lay his head on mine. It was all I could have wished for if this was my final meal,like I knew it would be...