(Alessandros fit^^)(Camryns fit^^)
Camryn's POV:
"Well of course I'm hungry, I've been here all day." I start to complain again knowing that it'd get on his nerves.
"Ok then let's go out and get something to eat." He says already putting away equipment and I look at him suspiciously.
"Why?"
We haven't gotten along in years and now he's suddenly asking me out to dinner. And it'd most likely end with us trying to kill the other. And who knows, maybe he'll take me to my death and I wouldn't even know, he's crazy like that.
He looks at me as if I'm stupid. "Because I'm hungry, you're hungry, therefore let's go eat."
Deciding not to question him and just go along with it wearily I respond, "Is this a date?"
He glares at me and I grin back at him knowing I've managed to annoy him. He just leaves and I follow him out. Since we're both sweaty from an intense day he gives me spare clothes. Normally I'd protest against wearing anyone's clothes as they either had horrible style or I just didn't want to, but Ale and Marq were an exception since we had the same style and we dressed similarly that people used to call us triplets, but since there's only two of us left I guess we were now twins.
I clench my jaw fixing a hard stare at the ground not wanting to remember the bittersweet memory. Coming out of the bathroom with the clothes I wore before I glare at Alessandro to find him wearing something similar to me.
"Really?" I ask unimpressed.
He shrugs his shoulders. "You literally know I only wear stuff like this."
"You could've changed your style." I respond shrugging as well.
"Well now you can see that I haven't." He says.
He wore a plain white shirt under a black T-shirt while I wore the same but I had a grey sweatshirt over mine. We both had black pants his with chains mine without and we both had white shoes but his were converse mine were AF1's.
"Whatever." I say striding to the exit of The Vault.
We walked to his black Range Rover and got in. Alessandro took the drivers seat and we drove in a surprisingly comfortable silence but I was still tense. Although we had been getting along quite well in the past two days besides the usual bickering back and forth I was still on edge and ready to bolt in case anything went wrong.
Few minutes later we got to KFC and decided to go to the drive through so that we could take away and go sit by the river in the park away from noisy children and prying adults. I got a twenty piece and a drink while he got a burger and drink. We get out of the car with our food and sit side by side by the river and eat our food in silence. We don't speak and instead focus on the view in front of us but when were done a while later he decides to break the silence.
"So.." He trails off. "How are things?"
I look at him with an arched brow. "How are things with you?"
"I asked first." He says with a roll of his eyes leaning back on his arms.
"And I asked second." I say.
We both chuckle and I finally answer seriously this time. "I guess things are ok."
"Just Ok? Not awesome? Not even swell?" He asks with a teasing tone.
"I don't know anyone in England that still uses that word." I laugh and he joins in.
We talk easily for a while and for once, since we've begun crossing paths again, I'm actually happy. It was nice being able to talk to him again without the tension that always seemed to find itself lodged between us. As we talk I take a good look at him. Hi once strawberry blond hair was now dyed a dark black and his green eyes seemed brighter than before. I don't think anyone from his old life would have recognized him if they saw him. Not even his parents and at the thought of them I don't realized I've stopped laughing until he calls me.
"Camryn you with me?" He asks waving a hand in front of my face.
"Oh yeah, sorry." I say.
"You good?"
"How are you really?" I ask devoid of my usual playfulness.
He looks away from me dropping his head and shaking out his hair and an atmosphere I cant quiet distinguish settles among us. He doesn't say anything for a few minutes, instead he just looks out at the river and I watch the ripples in the river waiting for him to answer.
"I think I'm doing good." He says quietly and I almost miss what he says.
"You think?" I ask.
"Well I haven't since... you know when but its getting better." He replies still looking out to the large area of water in front of us.
"Oh..." I'm not sure how to respond but I understood because to be honest I don't think anyone has been the same ever since Marques passed, we all felt guilty in our own way.
"Have you talked to your parents at all since?" I ask.
He finally looks at me. "I told you I would never see the shits again and I haven't. Not even in my next life time will I consider it."
I nod my head. Alessandro came from a family, that too the public eye seemed like such a great and perfect families. But it was those families that were the worst. The things that went on behind closed doors would make anyone reconsider wanting to have that life. His mother slept around with so many men that he didn't even know who his real father was and he had to witness her doing things a parent should never do in front of their child.
She was never there for him at all practically making her own child the nanny's responsibility and she always stayed back and watched as father hurt him, which now brings me onto the topic of his father. His father or step father, or whoever he was, was the worst not only did he abuse Alessandro physically but emotionally too. He'd blame it all on the alcohol and then proceed to have Alessandro keep his mouth shut with money, threats or the cellar.
I couldn't even think about the cellar and to think that I was forced to see what happened to him down there... I don't even know how one was strong enough to live through that. Now that he was away from them I was happy but now that Avery was in the picture I was scared. I was scared that they'd be able to relate with having terrible childhood traumas that shed leave me for him. I knew he deserved a lot of things to make up for it but I wasn't going to let him Avery. Not now. Not ever.
We talk some more before I get a message from my mom telling me to come home so that id get an early rest for school tomorrow. We get into his car after clearing up where we sat in the park and drove to my house. I never told him where I lived but I wasn't surprised that he knew.
"Thanks." I say to him as I get out of the car referring to him bringing me home and for the food.
"No problem." He responds and I start walking to the door until he calls my name causing me to turn around just as I open the door.
"Hey Gavins." He calls out.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think maybe... Maybe we could start over?" He asks.
I stare at him for a few seconds surprised and trying to figure out whether he was messing with me or not. "Maybe."
He nods his head with a sad smile, his hair falling over his eyes and drives off.
As much as I really missed our friendship, the things he'd done just made it hard for me to decide whether or not I was ready to have someone like him back into my life.
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"You sure you're ready? Because once you go in there's no backing out." Alessandro says gripping my shoulders with his hands and staring at me sternly.
Since Sunday he ad been nicer, it wasn't nice nice but nice enough for a guy like Alessandro. He hasn't asked about the question he asked and I was thankful for that since I still wasn't sure about it and I had to talk to Bryan and Jace first.
"I'm ready, God." I say rolling m eyes with a sigh at the amount of times he'd asked the question and he pulls back holding his hands up in surrender.
"Ok then. You remember the plan right, or do I need to do another walk through?" He asks and I groan.
"Calm your tits bro. I'm gonna be fine and I remember the plan, ok? Now quit asking me." I say.
"Alright." He says unsurely.
Today was the day, I was finally going to meet the people who took part in ruining my life before and wouldn't hesitate to do it again. I go to the restroom of The Vault to calm myself down. Once I'm there I place my hand to my racing heart trying to get it to stop or else it'd beat out of my chest. As much as I reassured Alessandro I was going to be okay I was nervous. Its been years since I took part in something like this and I hadn't ben planning to again yet here I am.
I straighten the tie of the black suit that I wore and look at myself in the large mirror that stoop over the sinks. I looked fine on the outside despite how I really felt and I was happy about that because if the Costello's sensed any signs of discomfort they'd know straight any and I d be as good as gone. Reaching under my under my suit jacket I place my hand on the cool metal of the gun and removing it once I feel its secured in the waist band of my jeans. Lets hope I didn't have to use it at all today.
"Now lets go." Alessandro says with a grin once I step out of the rest room and as soon as I do there are cheers everywhere and I feel hands clapping my back.
I was grateful that the members of The Vault trusted me enough to put this in my hands and I could only hope that I didn't screw this up. Minutes later I find myself in the back of a sleek back car with mirrors tinted beyond the legal amount looking out the window. Way too soon the car comes to a stop in front of a large hotel.
Costello Hotels.
"You're going to be fine." Alessandro says as he watches me unbuckle the seatbelt.
"I hope so." I say.
"I know so." He says and he fixes me with a look I cant quite read as I leave the car.
As soon as I step out of the car it drives off and I'm left standing in front of the double doors. Gathering as much courage I can muster I enter the building through the grand sliding doors and find myself standing a fancy lobby. I walk to the receptionist and hand her the note kept in my pocket.
She looks at the card then looks at me before typing a few things into her computer and as she does so she leans over in a seductive manager with her cleavage in plain view and I know what she's doing. I look away uncomfortably looking around anywhere but at her.
"Right this way please... Uhh Mr. Reed." She says reading my fake name off my ID card and leading me down the hall and to an elevator that was labelled VIP.
We enter the left and I replace the uncomfortable look on my face with a hard stare. From here on I was going to meet people that played an important role in this mission and if I wanted it to go well I needed to push aside all fear and look the part of someone who couldn't and shouldn't be messed with.
The lift opens and she walks to the last door in the hall that seemed to lead to a large meeting room. "Please wait here. Someone will be here for you shortly."
I nod and watch as she leaves closing the door behind her. I put down my briefcase and begin pacing the room after a few minutes of being in here alone I sit down at a chair facing away from the door. Lost in thought I don't hear the door opening and the sound of people entering and when I do its too late.
I try stand up but I'm pushed back down into my seat and before I can try twist the persons hand off I feel the barrel of a gun pushed into my temple and the click off the safety on it being removed.
"You think I wouldn't recognize your Mr. Reed. Or should I say long time no see my dear friend, Camryn Gavins."
Shit.
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Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooo how are ye guys. I hope ye guys started your week well and had a great weekend :))) Im sorry about the cliff hanger Okk I just had too *cries non-appologetically*
But can I just say OMGGG WE JUST HIT 600K AND GUYS I CANNOT SAY HOW THANKFUL I AM LIKE OMMGGGGGGG I LITERALLY CANT BELEIVE IT. Like im so so so so so happy for all you people reading the book likeeeeee AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
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