I thought about what he said for a moment and I felt guilty, but then again, I was in this mess because of him as well. So basically, we’re in this crap together. “Fine.” I pouted and hugged the clothes to my chest with a sigh as I stood up. Walking towards the bathroom, I stopped in place and frowned. “What’s wrong?” Sinister asked in that warm winter voice of his. “Sinister,” I breathed turning back at him, “This place, Vitaly, those people… they’re-“ He looked at me almost in a challenge to continue. “They’re Rosalie’s family, aren’t they?” When he didn’t answer, my fear was confirmed. “They want to kill me, don’t they?” My panic flared once again. “They’ll do no such thing.” He scowled, “ Not as long as I’m alive.” Somehow that seemed to comfort me yet worry me at the same time. Not for my life, but for his. “Now go.” He finished, “I’ll be here when you’re done.” Nodding in agreement, I headed to the shower and quickly got dressed in the soft clothes I was given. I bru
~*~“You filthy bastard!” I spat.“Becky!” Sinister’s cold voice perfumed through the air.“How dare you?!” Diana scowled at me as she ran towards her brother’s side.I ignored the little girl and locked my eyes dangerously with Vitaly as I clutched his shirt vigorously, “Where is she? Tell me! What the hell did you do to her? Vitaly!”“Becky,” Sinister’s voice was suddenly near me and I felt his presence at my side trying to calm me, although it was futile.“Sin - he… he has Rebecca. He has her, Sinister.” I frantically replied in frustration, “He has Rebecca.”“Calm down.”“I can’t calm down! Oh God, I can’t! He has my best friend, who knows what he did to her!”“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Vitaly chuckled.“You’re a liar!” I exclaimed.“Vitaly,” Amala began calmly as she walked towards us with Veronica at her side, “Do you have anything to do with what the girl is saying?”“Me, mother?” He scoffed, “No.”“There. My son has given his words.”Was she serious?“Your son
~*~ "Fuck, woman. I'm right here. I can hear you. No need to scream in my ear." He answered obviously pissed. "I'm sorry, I just..." *Nothing would happen to your friend. I assure you of that. If Vitaly got a hold of her then she not too long arrived at the trap house." "Well, good." "The level of trust you have in me is beyond words, sweetheart." He chuckled. *Well, men are men. You can't trust them, period." Vitaly laughed and for some odd reason made me suddenly get these pleasing goosebumps. Rubbing my arms back to normal, he glimpsed at me. “Are you cold?” "No." I shrugged. "Oh," he smiled wickedly, "You're just turned on, I see.'" “Excuse me?" I scowled, feeling pissed at his bluntness. "You know, I find it hard to believe that you're single." "Really? And why is that so hard to believe?" I teased. “No reason." "Well of course there's none because you say things without making any sense." I smiled. *But really, I'm curious about you. Don't you wa
~*~ With a sigh, he looked at me almost tiredly and undid my seatbelt, “Just please for God's sake listen to me when I tell you what to do inside there." “Absolutely!" I smiled and got out of the vehicle. The place was cold, dark, and smoky. Of course, it was from the heavy smokers that loitered around. I walked closely next to Sinister as he instructed and followed him to the receptionist. Now that I looked around the place a bit more, it seemed like a five-story motel. Although, it was quite eerie for my taste. A strange man with the most crooked teeth bedazzled with silver and gold grinned at me as he walked past us and I grabbed Sinister’s hand unconsciously. A few seconds passed and Salvatore shrugged away from my contact. "Don't do that here, Grey. People will think I've gone soft. The last thing I need is that reputation." He stated, his voice filled with irritation. Upon arriving at the receptionist, Sinister frowned. “Archer. Where is he?" "I believe Mr. Devereux h
~*~ It happened so quickly that I had no time to even scream. My throat ached and my heart felt like it was suddenly punctured. Fear shot throughout my body in a flash of agony. I turned around to be suddenly calmed by Sinister. "Relax, I'm not hurt." He said as he cupped my frightened face. His eyes drifted to the man who aimed and he gave a smirk. What the hell was happening? I thought he was shot. Trying to calm myself, I noticed a man lying in a pool of blood behind Sinister. "I have to admit that was a damn good shot, Devereux." “We aren't strangers, Salvatore. It's the least I could do." He chuckled. *What?" I panicked almost embarrassingly as I turned back around to see the fine stranger with his icy blue eyes towards us. “Archer Devereux," he stated with a gentle smile. It was the kind of smile I longed to see. I was tired of all the smirks and grins I was getting these days. It was nice to see something genuine for once. Or at least, I hope it was. There
~*~"He was here." I breathed, unsure of how I should feel. My brother was here.Sinister’s eyes shot to the slightly opened balcony door and he neared it threateningly while keeping a hold on his gun.Swiftly pushing it open, he frowned. “Nothing.""Sinister, what are we going to do now?"I sighed hopelessly as I sat on the chair, Daniel was here. It feels as if we're so close yet so far.""Time's running out. I need that file.""What is it even about?"*Nothing you should be concerned about." He stated harshly.“Fine. You don't have to be so rude, dipshit. At least we got back Becca." I smiled thankfully.“I wouldn't count that as a win, Angel. If Vitaly finds out that she's not where he wants her to be then your friend over there would be shitting rainbows.""She needs to get out of here." I panicked.“The safest place right now for her won't be with you."“Thanks, I feel so safe now." I rolled my eyes, "She has family in Canada. Do you think that-""It’ll do for now. She should le
~*~“What?” “I thought you knew him.” “For a brief minute or two.”I shifted. “I’ll tell you this, Archer doesn't do favors for just anyone. I was surprised when Sinister said that Devereaux would help you." “He must have just thought of it as helping Sinister. I assure you it can't be me that he's helping.” “Perhaps.” “Perhaps.” I frowned in deep thought. For the entire drive back to Sinister’s house, I fought myself to stop thinking about things that didn't need to be thought about at this time. “This is where we part, Miss Becky.” Leighton smiled as he unlocked the car door. Getting out, I smelled gratefully, “Thank you, Marc.” As I was about to walk away, he called me. “Becky, be careful.” I smiled at the sincerity, “It’s my mantra, Marc.” “No, you don’t understand. These people are dangerous. You seem like a nice girl, Miss Grey. For some reason, I don’t know if you are involved with them, but just be cautious. Trust no one.” “I thought you were with them?” I frowned
~*~I looked out the window towards the exit of the estate. If I were to leave now, I would have to be extra cautious and not stupid like last time. Sinister should not be able to find me yet.I grabbed the bike keys and stuffed it into my pocket. Looking around the room for the last time, I felt an ache in my chest. I didn't want to do this, but he left me no choice.It would have been an easy plan, but it would have drawn too much attention to me. As I slowly eased myself to the nearby window, I peeked through to take note of an empty room. I wasn't going to kill myself today by falling off a building, so I cautiously entered the room. It looked like a guest room.God Beck, think.The only other way in which I could get out of this place was through the back exit, but I had never exactly ventured around the house to say I completely knew it. I guess it was a chance I had to take. I frowned at the idea. What if I opened a door and Sinister was right there?Taking a deep breath, I to