《Error 69》𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟐
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I felt Valentino wrap his hands around me suddenly making my muscles tense in surprise. Did he hit his head?
I slowly relaxed and awkwardly wrapped my arms around him accepting his body heat.
"You know, just because I'm hugging you doesn't mean we're friends." He said in a joking manner making a small smile rise on my lips.
I scoffed, "Yeah, I know. Let's pretend this never happened for the sake of our ego."
He laughed showing his playful side, his grey eyes glimmered with happiness as they squinted as he laughed. His dimples deepened. It was until now I noticed he had a faint little scar on the side of his cheek.
I backed away and turned towards the car eager to get inside to the warm air. I don't know how Valentino didn't feel the cold wind because he was in a t shirt and sweatpants.
I stopped and turned my head to the side. "Thanks, Valentino."
I heard him shuffle so he was probably facing my back. "For what?"
A small smile formed on my lips, "For listening to me." I didn't wait for his response and I quickly walked to the car.
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The rest of the ride was silent, but it comfortable, I liked it that way. Everybody was still asleep except me and Valentino. I expected him to be distant about what happened but he complied with what he said, acted like it never happened. I guess that's a start. He glanced at me every now and then as I stared at the window.
A city came in view making me get closer to the window seeing the amazing lights shine in the night in different colors. People were walking with their phones out or others were just standing waiting for a bus.
"Where are we?" I questioned silently making sure to not wake up the others.
Valentino chuckled, "I don't know..."
My eyes widened and I turned to him, "You don't know where we are?!" I whisper-yelled.
He shook his head maintaining his eyes on the road with full concentration.
"Omg...we could be going to our deaths right now." I scoffed rubbing my temples.
"We might but...we have to stay at a hotel tonight. I'm exhausted and Kai and Leo didn't help me."
"You should have told me." I said looking at his side profile.
He scoffed, "I don't want you to crash my car." And we're back to the real Valentino.
I raised an eyebrow, "Shut up."
He narrowed his eyes and turned to look at me, " I don't want to."
"I didn't ask if you wanted to."
Before he could mutter a single word I turned on the radio making a static sound, unknowing it was at full volume making the car shake as everybody jolted awake.
I persued my lips, I heard Valentino sigh and turn to look at me with raised eyebrows, "You're really fucking dumb sometimes."
I opened my mouth to answer but Kai cut me of groaning.
"Sometimes? More like all the time."
I scoffed, "I turned the radio on because I didn't want to hear you're voice."
"You're voice is annoying, shut the fuck up." Valentino responded.
"Fucking dildo face." I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest looked out the window.
"Look who's talking? Do I have to remind you what happened when we took you?" He teased making the memory come crashing, my face turned red as I groaned and shielded my face with my hands.
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Kai laughed as Melissa stared at Valentino then at me then back at him.
"That's not a memory I'm fond of." I groaned.
"We're here." Valentino said pulling to the parking lot of a hotel. The hotel was enough, at least it wasn't going to be like those hotels that the beds are stained. "We're staying here for one night."
We all agreed and walked inside with our duffel bags. The hotel was pretty, it had beige walls and a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Couches were placed and a small coffee table was placed in between.
Valentino walked to a woman that was behind a desk with me behind him while the other three throwed themselves on the couch.
"Can we have a room for five people?" He questioned looking around. The woman who's tagged was named Aliza, looked at me up and down with a snarl but as soon as Valentino turned around she put a smile on her face.
"Oh, I'm sorry but we don't have rooms for five...We only have rooms of two." She said in a flirty tone while putting a finger on her lips. I mentally gagged and by Valentino's reaction, he probably did too.
"Oh..." Valentino trailed off.
"But there's a room in the back, where I always go and I can lend it to you." She said leaning forward showing her cleavage. I was sure a button was about pop.
"Uh, no thank you." Valentino said awkwardly laughing.
"But why not?" She insisted, tilting her head to the side.
"Didn't you hear what I just fucking said?!" He said in a harsh tone making her eyebrows raise but she was still trying.
I was getting annoyed.
"But you could stay with me." She responded smiling. She wrapped her blonde hair in her index finger and started twisting it.
"I don't think so." Valentino trailed of looking around the room trying to escape the situation.
"But-"
"Listen here you shit, I'm not in the fucking mood for you to try and hook up with him. So let's get one thing fucking clear, give me the fucking keys or else." I growled leaning forward her desk.
She raised her lips in disgust and then chuckled, "Or else what Mhm?"
I raised and eyebrow while my lips stayed in a line. I quickly took out my gun and pressed it against her temple. Her eyes widened and she started tearing up.
"Try me." I whispered, looking directly at her eyes. She started stuttering apologies and curses as she fumbled to get the keys, her hands were shaking by fear. Pathetic.
Valentino grabbed my arm and he slowly lowered my arm making the gun lower from her head. I stared at him confused.
He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "If you were jealous, you could've just said so."
The women held out the keys shakily as I grabbed them from her and stormed away. "Jealous?" I barked out a laugh, "Why would I be jealous?!"
We both walked towards the couches, "I'm just teasing you, no need to get defensive..."
I scoffed and looked up at him, "Just shut up."
He lowly chuckled, "Make me." He raised an eyebrow in a teasing manner making me clench my fist.
"I will put this gun down your throat for you to shut up."
"Damn, I wasn't expecting that." He said running a hand through his hair.
"Well then what were you expecting?"
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"A kiss."
"A kiss? Why would I kiss you?"
"I suppose, because when you say 'make me' it always ends with a kiss to make you shut up."
"Then why did you say 'make me'?"
"Maybe because I wanted you to kiss me to make me shut up."
I stopped in my tracks and looked at him with widened eyes, his face held no sign of amusement or that he was joking. He suddenly smirked making my face fall in annoyance.
"You fucking bitch." I muttered walking away from him, I heard his footsteps chase me from behind and then he was beside me again.
"What? Are you actually annoyed because I was joking? Maybe you do want to kiss me" He teased making me stop in my tracks and turn to look at him.
"Let's get one thing clear, okay? I do not want to kiss you."
"Pff and you think I do?"
"I never said that."
"But you insisted it."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"I'm done with you." I said walking away to the elevator where everyone was waiting for us.
Valentino entered the elevator. We were all squished together making me squirm. "Ok so...we have decided who to be roommates with." Kai said looking at all of us.
I nodded and he continued.
"Me and Leo. Athena and Valentino-"
"WHAT!?"
"WHAT?!"
I turned to to look at him with furrowed eyebrows, "I'm not rooming with you."
He leaned against the elevator wall and scoffed, "I'm not rooming with her." He looked at Kai. No way in hell I'm sharing rooms with him.
"Why can't I be with Melissa?!" I pleaded.
"Because you'll probably kill her when she's sleeping." Kai answered making me press my lips in defeat. He has a good point.
"Soo, I'm alone?" Melissa asked with furrowed eyebrows. Nobody responded to which she answered her own question, "Yep, I'm alone..."
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Valentino opened the door and we walked inside then I heard him groan.
"What?" I asked walking up to him then I scanned the room and then I saw there's just one bed, "Oh."
"I'm taking the bed." He said jumping on it and rolling around the bed.
I ogled, "What- No your not."
"I claimed it first." He said leaning against the headboard.
"You're such a gentleman." I said with sarcasm dripping off my voice.
He chuckled and took of his shirt showing the hard abs that were underneath. His skull tattoo was on display making me stare.
"Uh what are you doing?" I asked pointing at his clothes.
"What does it look like?" He said raising an eyebrow like it wasn't a big deal. My ovaries can't take this.
I cleared my throat, "Uh, okay..."
His eyes swirled in amusement by my misery, "Are you nervous?" He teased.
"No." I scoffed turning around and entering the bathroom. I closed the door and leaned against it recalling my breath.
I took a slow but relaxing shower and I also had background music, loud may I add. The warm water ran through my back making me relax and sigh in pleasure, but all of a sudden I heard groaning and grunts but It was faded, I could barely hear it. Maybe it was background music sounds?
I continued my shower but I couldn't shake off the feeling I had in my gut. I sighed and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my body before opening the bathroom door. I was met with a horrific sight. A women's body, more specifically, Alisa, laying in her own pool of blood with a dagger plunged in her neck. My dagger...
I averted my eyes towards Valentino, he was muttering curse words in Italian as a big gash was across his bicep. Blood trailed down his arm, leaving trails of it on the floor as he paced across the room.
It wasn't just that, he looked exhausted. He was noticeably tired with the dark bags he carried under his eyes. His eyes were filled with such fury and anger that made me reconsider if I should ask what happened or not.
The veins in his arm were protruding as he clenched his fist tightly and the sweat was glistening on his forehead meaning he fought. The gash looked painful but he didn't seem fazed to it. He was most likely used to the blood.
"Cazzo! come cazzo è successo!?" He yelled running a hand through his hair as he groaned and kicked the nearest thing near him...which was the body.
He hasn't noticed me standing on the door but I made my presence known as I cleared my throat. "Woah, what happened...?"
His eyes snapped to me in a sudden movement. In that moment I realized how quickly he could change moods, minutes ago he was joking with me and now it was another side of him. Like I said before, this side was emotionless, cold and dark. Those eyes...those grey eyes, looked like they could murder someone in a heartbeat without feeling remorse. This was his assassin side. The person they made him into, they builded him exactly how they wanted. To kill without feeling...feeling emotion.
"Didn't you hear the commotion?!" He said stalking towards me. His jaw was clenched making his jawline more defined and his eyes were narrowed into slits making me take a step back, but he still walked towards me not caring if I was trying to get away. My back hit a hard surface making me let out curse words in my head...the fucking wall.
He was so close to me making me smell his intoxicating and enriched cologne that smell so...heavenly. "I was with music in the background..." I trailed off not wanting to raise my head to see his deep grey eyes that were piercing me. Like if he could see through my soul.
I averted my eyes to his arm, looking at the injury. It looked like someone, Alisa, had stabbed him. It looked horrifying. "Can't you be professional for once?" He sneered making me mentally roll my eyes and grip my towel tighter.
I ignored his comment and asked what was lingering on my mind, "Why did you stab her? Wha-"
"You need to get one thing in your fucking head Athena. I'm not a nice person, I can assure you. There's a lot of pent up anger inside me and I'm not afraid to leash it on anyone, or you for that matter. You don't know who I am and don't even try to get to know me because you'll just fucking fail."
I raised my head and looked at his eyes as he stared back, "You're right, I don't know you and you don't know me but you helped me earlier today with my parents, and you don't fucking know me..."
He looked at me like if I just said the world is flat, but he closed his eyes and grunted when a strike of pain hit him, "Merda!"
I stood glued to where I was since I couldn't move, he had me trapped with his body. I analyzed his movements, I wanted to help him. I didn't know if I wanted or needed to help him, but with the stirring of my stomach I realized I wanted to help him but even if I tried, I know he wouldn't accept it, but that reason wasn't enough to stop me from asking.
"Let me help you."
He didn't answer but instead he walked away to the other side of the room, leaning against the wall tired.
I took this time too quickly grab some shorts and a t shirt from my luggage and I quickly changed into them in the bathroom. I walked out and towards Valentino, inspecting his wound.
"Jesus...this looks bad. It's oozing out too much blood."
"You think?" He harshly said averting his eyes from the ceiling as he turned his head to look at me with annoyance.
I narrowed my eyes and pressed my lips together in a thin line, he would probably be the only one who would be rude and sarcastic in this type of situation, other people would be begging for help.
"Stop with the attitude. I'm going to help you whether you like it or not."
"Im fine. It's just a stab wound." He said bluntly shrugging his shoulder, but as soon as he shrugged, he pressed his eyes shut and groaned, throwing his head back against the wall.
"Cazzo! I probably shouldn't have shrugged."
It was my turn to be sarcastic, "You think?"
A corner of his mouth lifted but as soon as it came it went away. "I said I don't need your help. The pain should subside any moment now."
I stayed silent and he did too. I sighed and went to the the bathroom and grabbed the med kit. I entered the room again as Valentino looked towards my hand and when he saw what I had he groaned and started mumbling words. He walked up to me and snatched the kit of my hand and he walked with it towards the bed. He sat down and opened it and fumbled with the stuff having no clue what to do first.
"Let me do it." I said sitting beside him on the bed, I snatched the kit of his hand making him look up at me and raise an eyebrow in surprise and another emotion glimmered on his face but I couldn't quite identify it.
He didn't yell at me like I expected him to when I grabbed the kit from his hands, but instead he stayed silent looking at my every move. I removed my gaze from the kit and looked up at him. He must've felt my stare as he looked up at me as we met eyes. He seemed sad and thankful? It seemed like he remembered something, reviving a memory. I knew what it felt like...repeatedly replaying all the memories in your head.
I stayed silent, letting him wonder his thoughts. All though the only thing that could be heard was my shuffling, the silence was comforting and pleasing which I think we were both grateful for, at-least I was.
I grabbed the cloth that was laying beside him. He laid down on the bed making me shuffle close to him to get to his arm. I started wrapping the cloth around his bicep. He flinched making me notice how his abs clenched every time he did. Oh god.
He let his head fall back with his eyes closed and with his mouth slightly parted. His hair lazily rested on his head as strands were messily laying on his forehead.
The tension between us was growing each second making me take intakes of air every minute because I felt like I was suffocating. The room was turning warm and hot making my hands start to get clammy out of nervousness. Trying to ignore the warmth he radiated, I grabbed cotton pad and the disinfectant.
"Erm, this might sting." I whispered, he didn't say anything or move. He must've fell asleep. My eyes were still trained on his arm. I slowly patted the cotton pad on it, he slightly flinched but didn't protest.
I did the remaining things and I lastly stored everything in their place. I raised my head expecting to see him asleep but his eyes were open staring at me with a faint emotion but as soon I looked at him he averted his eyes.
"I'm done..." I whispered. "You should sleep, you need it. I'm going to go to Leo and Kai's room to figure out what should happen with the body."
Without another words said, I opened the door ready to head out but his voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Athena?"
I turned around to look at him but i found that he was already looking at me.
"Mhm?" I hummed tilting my head.
"I'd like to get to know you."
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