Loving My enemy

Chapter8:Tears

Eloisa ~
I kept close to Jonah as we walked up stairs to Jonny room. "Hey your not-" I got behind him pushing my two finger down on the pressure point of his neck as he fell to the ground. "Damn." I rolled my eyes and walked in behind him. "Jonny Johnson?" He looked up at Jonah with wide eyes that held nothing but fear. "Your Jonah Joviski. H-Jow may I help you?" I can picture the smile on Jonah fade right now. "You know something about a death that happen couple years ago." His body stiffens and the air got tense. "Sorry who?" I'm really getting impatient. "Ross Slovakia." Here comes the lie. "Who's that?" I sigh moving from behind him and places my self to show. His eyes widen and I saw his hand move. "My husband. Now your gonna tell me who killed him or I'm gonna to snap each and every one of your fingers. Understand?" He didn't answer which pissed me off. I grab the knife off the plate and Stab his hand. "Tell me. That's one hand the next will be a Juliet through your head." He look up at Jonah with begging and helping eyes. "I bets to tell or you will get the bullet." Jonah said to him while he took a drink. "Alright! I heard from a guy name Troy Tell who a hit man." Troy tell? Why that seem familiar? "What did you hear?" I push the knife further in hands. "He said something about Ross Slovakia! Something about money owing!" I sat up looking down at the pink one last then turn around letting Jonah take care of it. After the last bang he walked over to me rubbing my shoulder. "Let's go home."

Jonah ~
She was so silent. Not one peep. Not one move. "Are you hungry?" She turn to me with sadness in her eyes and tiredness. "Yea." I look up at Casey nodding my head. After a few minutes we pulled up to the restaurant that had the sign 'Charlitô pizza.' I heard her took a deep breath and a smile spread across her face. "Pizza your favorite?" He turn to me with a heated cheeks and a shy smile. I couldn't help but smile back. "Let's go, they have the best pizza here." I put my hand on her lower back moving her to the pizzeria. "Jonah! My son! It's nice to see you."
This is Charlitô the owner aka my father's best friend. I knew him since the day i was growing into my mom stomach. He's a short muscular chubby guy that look like he can crush you. He's a good guy though. "Hey pops. What you got for me?" He chuckled before sneezing a peek at Eloisa. "Who's this lovely lady? I haven't seen a chick on your arm for five years." I sigh smiling down at Eloisa. "This is Eloisa she's a very dear friend of mine." He studied me and I knew what that look meant. "Your very beautiful ms Eloisa. I hope Jonah is treating you very well." He gave me a stern look. She chuckled and that's the first actual chuckled I heard without sadness. It was adorable. "Yes he is. He's a gentlemen." 'Did she just complimented me?' "Good, now what can I get you beautiful, choose as many as you like." She search down at the pizza then pointing at pineapple, sausage (winking), and veggie pizza. "Here you go and here you go Jon. On the house." I got out my wallet taking a huge stack from my pocket. I stop feeling eyes on me. I turn to look at Eloisa her eyes were wide and her jaw dropped. "What?" She looked at me as if I was stupid. "Why the hell are you carrying a load wide of money in your pocket!? You know people can steal that from you?! You can get robbed?!" I couldn't help but laugh at her protectiveness. "Chill, no one mess with me I'll make sure their hand will brake if they tried." She rolled her eyes at me in annoyance. "You got yourself a good one." I ignored his comment talking out drinks and food sitting down. "So, how you met him?" I looked up at her smiling that were about to start a conversation. "He's friends with my father. He's been there ever since I was born." I smiled at the image of him holding me. "So he's like a second father to you?" I nod and began talking with a full mouth. She began laughing at my pour manners. "gosh you so childish." I wink at her finding her roll her eyes again. "What did he um mean that he haven't seen a women on your arm in five year?"'I instant tensed up. "Sorry for asking." She saw how tense I got and looked down. "No it's fine." It became quiet for a few. "Your done?" I asked while I look down her plate was absolutely clean. I look back at mines as only one of my pizza half bitten my plate was still full. I look back at her with a shock look on my face. "What? I was hungry." I chuckled and threw out our plate.

We got to my house which was the closest at this point. I showed her the guess room that had a king size bed, purple silk covers, huge walk in closet, grey walls that had black decor on it. I sat down next her as she examine the room in awe. "My wife, five years ago." She looked up at me waiting for me to continue. "After our honey moon from Paris, we were in the car talking about our future. Babies, big house, farm. She even wanted five horses. We were talking until a drunk driver hit us. I had to get her out was the only thing I can think I'm of but I couldn't. The pole from the truck in paled her throat." I felt my eyes welled up and tears slide down my right eye. I felt her grab my hand squeeze it tight. She leaned tans wrapped her arms around me. I became tensed, I didn't know what to do. Until I relaxed and hugged her back. I heard her singing a little tone in foreign I couldn't understand but it sure did calm me down. I felt like I was drowning in sleepiness. I know my eyes started to close until I saw complete darkness take over.