Running From The Past

Chapter 13

We landed in Russia at 7 pm.

Johnny boy right on my ass as we get into a car to go out the hotel we are staying at.

"I'm going to be fine" I roll my eyes as we get to the hotel.

"Yeah I'm still going to worry about you, the text from Dominik saying dress like a hooker doesn't help the situation Silvia" Johnny boy snaps at me.

"Did you not read the rest?" I ask as we walk in with him through a fit.

"Whatever just text me when you get there and text me when you leave" he glares at me as we get to the red hair receptionist.

"Welcome" she greets while starring at her computer.

"Reservation under Silvia Blanc" she types on her computer and nods.

"Room 812" she hands me the hotel key and we walk to the elevator.

"I will be fine" he rolls his eyes.

"Just be carefully, I know you can defend yourself but it's going to be you against them" he puts his hands on my shoulders and makes me look up at him "I'm serious about texting me though"

"I will okay, don't worry about me" I try to reassure him that I will be fine.

He doesn't look convinced.

We get to the room and pick our beds.

I chose the one by the window while Johnny boy gets the one by the door.

I drag my suitcase onto the bed and open it up looking for one of my shortest dresses that I packed.

I pull out my violet color dress that goes about mid thigh and my ass cheeks almost pop out and my boobs almost pop out as well.

But it works.

I grab my makeup bag and go to the bathroom.

Time to look like I'm not a married mom.

I cake my face with makeup and do a pretty long winged liner and run mascara through my lashes and place fake lashes.

I slip on the right dress and curl my hair.

I walk out and grab a pair of strappy heels from my bag.

"Jesus Christ Silvia put on some fucking clothes" I roll my eyes as put on my heels.

"That's the whole point idiota" I say sarcastically and give him the finger.

(Idiot)

He rolls his eyes "Seriously be safe" he says sternly.

"Okay dad" he flips me off as I walk out with a small hand bag.

I have a knife stuffed in my bra just in case.

I walk to the parked suv outside the hotel with Dominik standing in front.

"Silvia" he greets and hugs me tightly.

"Dominik" he pulls back and looks me up and down, smirking.

"You look amazing detka" I pat his chest rolling my eyes.

"I'm your dreams Dominik" he laughs as we get into the car.

I don't know why but I felt off like I know something big was about to happen.

We arrive at Edwards house with loud music playing.

"There's a party going on so just keep your head down and go to the basement, it's the door at the end of the hallway under the stairs" I nod as he whispers that into my ear slinging an arm around me.

It starts speaking in Russian to the guards at the front.

I didn't really pay attention to much of the house.

I was just ready to find Dax.

We walk in and he leads me to the hallway under the stair case.

He points me in the direction and I go down the hallway.

It felt kind of creepy.

As I opened the last door, I get hit with a dark chill.

I take out my knife from my bra.

There should be guards at the bottom.

I walk down slowly trying not to make a sound.

As soon as I make it all the way down, I see Dax ties down to a chair, his face beat up pretty badly, and his head leaning forward.

I walk to the room and open the door.

Dax head shoots up "Silvia" he grunts out.

"It's okay I'm here" I say trying to stop myself from crying.

"Silvia run" I look at him confused.

I felt the hand wrap around my mouth.

I can tell I'm already breathing in alcohol.

I try to wiggle my way out, the knife dropping out of my hand.

I can feel myself slowly starting to fade away.

I look at Dax one more time and I could se who's disappointment.

*1 hour later*

I woke up with a huge headache.

What the fuck happened.

It all hit me at once.

I panic and look around me, Dax is beside me with his head still looking down.

"Dax?" I whisper his name trying to wiggle out of the ties.

He turns towards me and shrugs "I'm fine" he snaps at me.

I frown at him.

What the hell.

"Aye, you're finally awake" Edwards think Russian accent comes to my ears.

"What do you want Edward?" I spit out and he only laughs.

"Is this how you talk to in old friend?" I roll my eyes.

"We have never been friends" I hiss out still trying to get out of the ties.

I see him turn to the glass window and wave to someone.

"I'm so glad to give you a special surprise" I frown at him and sit back.

The door opens and the person gets thrown onto the ground face first.

Edward grabs his shoulder lifting up a little just enough to see his blood filled face.

My heart dropped.

My mouth went dry.

I couldn't believe who I was seeing.

He was dead.

I saw him die.

"Giovani?"