I only call you when it's half-past five

The only time that I'll be by your side

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah

-The Weeknd

M A R N I E

"You didn't? I could've sworn you did." He says smiling still, standing right in front of me.

I'm petrified.

"I really didn't. But what are you going to do about this?" I try to muster up the courage. I'm scared, I truly am but he can't know.

"Get to the point darling." He sighs shaking his head and it's now my turn to smile.

"What are you going to do? Shoot me? Push me off?" I grin and his expression drops. He looks confused.

"Go ahead, do it." I step a bit closer whispering.

"Oh, you can't," I whisper in his face and he squints at me.

"Whatever bullshit you think you're dragging me into, think twice. You think you're so opaque, but you aren't." I amuse, sitting on the ledge just to spite him.

"You're fucking transparent darling, Arthur is important to you, isn't she? In fact, all of them are. You kill me, you lose them. So you know what? Go ahead kill me, it's not like I have dreamt of anything different." I prop my leg over the other as I lean back and watch him.

Enzo's jaw ticks and his glare becomes more threatening.

"You know, why they fear me?" He grits stepping closer, his hands still in his pocket and I stare up at him, emotionless.

"Because I fear nothing. You will do well to remember that wouldn't you?" His expression is stoic.

"Even if I can't kill you, I can still hurt you. But I've told you once that I don't want to. So I'll stick by my word." He whispers and I stand up.

"Then why did you bring me here?" I ask forcing myself to not back down and beg him to take me back.

"To show you how I can see your fear even when you put that pathetic facade on." He whispers grinning, he leans down his pearly whites still exposed as his lips near mine.

"What?" I whisper, I'm confused and debating whether I should push myself off.

"You fear me." He chuckles, inching towards me. My hand inches into my pocket as I grab the cold metal. While my other hand rounds him.

"That little knife will do you no good." He grins before shaking his head and backing away. My finger trails over his suit jacket very softly.

"This will," I whisper and before he knows it I grab the gun from his waistband and press it against his stomach.

Everything I ate last night threatens to come back up as I hold the heavy metal.

Enzo's eyes widen and he tenses.

"Darling, you don't know what you're doing. Hand me the gun back." He says and I grin before pressing it hard.

"Move a fucking inch." I threaten him. I don't know where this is coming from but I love it. Also kind of hate it.

"Oh come on Marnie, you're not going to shoot me." A sweet laugh from the back of his throat escaped. I didn't back down.

"Try me," I said my eyes ablaze. He was right of course, I wouldn't shoot him. I would never shoot anyone. But he can't know that.

"See, I would rather get drunk than threaten someone but honestly I'm just so fucking sick and tired of you thinking that I'm some sort of bitch." I fake groaned and he smiles.

"We can do that, but I'll need my gun back love." He said and I rolled my eyes before shoving the gun at his chest.

"Here, you dipshit. Don't ever pull this shit again." I say and he puts his hands up in mock surrender.

"Yes ma'am. Who knew you could be an asshole." His silver-blue eyes gleam as he offers me his arm. I loop mine through them as we walk back.

"Not me," I mutter, I would like to thank my grandma for this.

One thing she taught me was that when you don't have the power you can only do one thing. Pretend. Pretend that you have power, manipulate others into believing so and there you go. Suddenly the whole world would bend over backwards for you.

As soon as we round the corner to get back to the party I let my eyes run through every face to find my beloved. Enzo and I part as the same woman as before calls to him.

In a room full of people our eyes meet and she lets hers run over my body. Art's steps radiate confidence as she strides through the room towards me.

I simply stare at the girl with the most beautiful eyes and a godly stare.

"Marnie." She breathes as she stands in front of me.

"Arthur," I say in the same tone and she cracks a smile.

"You look devastatingly beautiful." She whispers and I grin leaning towards her as she does towards me.

My lips meet hers and my hands itch to touch her but I dont. I simply place a soft kiss on her lips and pull away.

"Thank you," I whisper, she offers me her hand and I take it as we walk to the bar.

I intend to get very very drunk tonight.

"I pulled a gun on Enzo tonight," I mutter as we chug our fourth drink for the night and she chokes on hers.

"What?" She asks her eyes wide and filled with amusement.

"Yes, he was pissing me off. So I inched my hand towards his suit jacket and pulled the gun out." I shrug like it's no big deal and she leans forward and kisses me.

"Oh-oh, whoa." Of course, it's Ronan.

"When did this happen?" His eyes are wide as he squeezes himself into my chair and I grunt.

"Bitchass," I mutter as I get up and sit with Arthur.

"Maybe a day or two ago." I laugh as Art's hand comes to my waist and I lay my head on her chest.

"Wow, who wants to dance to this?" He asks and I grin getting up and raising my hand. Dain walks over to us and grabs the drink from Ronan and chugs it down.

"I do!" I exclaim whilst removing my suit jacket and he laughs while Arthur shakes her head.

"You guys dance." She gestures to us with her ring-clad fingers and I pout.

"Looks like someone is having a shitty night," I mutter looking at Dain who looks like he wants to jump off the nearest cliff.

"I'm going to fucking kill someone." He mutters.

"How about you guys go dance?" Ronan mutters handing me off to Dain and I shrug as he guides me to the dance floor.

The music playing is sultry and I'm drunk enough to be risky tonight.

With Arthur's eyes on mine, I loop my arms around Dain's neck as he turns his back towards her and grabs onto my hips tightly.

"You seem angry." I whisper to him, in my sober body I wouldnt have dared talked to him because he just seems like he would sell my kidney for funsies. But I'm not sober so...

"I'm not angry." He groans and I grin resting my head in the crook of his neck as our bodies sway to the music.

"You seem drunk." He retorts and I laugh leaning back but he simply pulls me close to him. My eyes are on Arthur as she stares at his hand on my hips.

"I'm not afraid to agree," I whisper as I tear my eyes away from my beloved and look at him.

"You want to make your darling jealous so bad." He whispers and I grin.

"You're projecting so bad." I whisper in his ear. Did he think I didnt notice how his eyes were meeting Seren's and how she stared at him in anger?

"You need to be a better person." He whispers in my ear, his lips brushing my skin as our hips sway to the music with ferocity and my hand slowly leaves his neck and inches down the front of his body.

"Why?" I close my eyes throwing my head back and letting my hair hang in its natural state down my back.

He turns us so now he is the one facing Arthur and his grip on my hips tightens just enough to press into my skin. His other hand comes up and whips my hair away from my face as I control my laughter. I trail my hand back up the front of his body.

"Cause someone needs to have morals and it isn't going to be me sole." He chuckles and I laugh.

"It's not going to be me either." I mutter and he looks at me as I turn around so my back is to him as I let my body grind on his.

Leaning my head back on his shoulder I trail my hand down the my torso as I close my eyes but I guess something in Arthur snaps as she gets up and walks over to us.

Arthur pushes Dain away and he laughs putting his hand up in mock surrender and I stare at him with amusement.

"Why does everyone call me sole?" I simply ask as I finally feel her hands on my body as she pulls my body flush to hers.

"That was your goal?" She asks practically seething in anger.

"Oh come on, its Sicily." I laugh and she rolls her eyes before leaning down and harshly placing her lips on mine.

My whole world slows down.