I had thankfully convinced Aries to stay and work for Leo. She would have a decent room to stay in, meal breaks, and free time pretty much whenever she wanted until she was called upon to hack something.
It's been a week since that day and I haven't seen or spoken to Leo since then. I was so pissed that he could do such a thing to a child. My earlier suspicions were right. Aries was only fifteen years old. Over this past week I have acted like an overbearing older sister, checking on her frequently. She assured me everything was fine, and she'd even made friends with some her fellow employees.
She's actually the most highly trained hacker out of all of them, who are almost twice her age. My heart gleamed for her. Proud big sister moment. I decided to wait to ask about finding Ina a new body. I itched to bring her back to life, but I wanted Aries to settle in before I sprang such a thing onto her.
Angelo is healing way quicker than the doctors originally predicted and is currently in physical therapy who help him walk again. I've also gotten a lot closer to Sofia, who was on her way to my room right now to help me plan for the wedding. My mind has been in such a whirlwind of thoughts I haven't even stopped to think about the wedding. The little girl in me is actually excited to plan this day out.
I'm currently laying in my bed with an array of wedding magazines, scissors, glue sticks, and a scrapbook to map out my ideas. I was actually growing giddy with anticipation and when I heard a knock on my door, I shot up to open it. Expecting to see my 5'8 brunette friend outside I'm instead met with a drunken Elena. Fucking hell.
She was once again dressed very inappropriately with a set of cheap looking green lingerie, a silk pink robe, and at least six-inch long heels. A bottle of tequila was dangling from her left hand. She glared at me and scowled, "Ew. It's you."
I did not have the energy to deal with this right now. "Leo's room is down the hall and to the left. Enjoy yourself. Don't faceplant on your way out." I went to close the door but she slapped her hand on my door stopping me. Her long ass acrylics almost stabbing my eye out. "Oh for fucks sake." I mumbled.
"Are those wedding magazines I see?" She slurred. "Yes, it is. Now please go take your tequila breath and jam it down my fiancé's throat. I'm done here." Her brown eyes pierced me like daggers, "Ohhh so because you're marrying MY MAN you think you can boss me around." I could barely even understand what she was saying she was so wasted but I got the gist.
"I'm going to be your fucking Queen bitch so if you don't get out of my fucking face with your stank ass breath, I will have you removed from this castle in the most harmful way possible, understand?!" I yelled in her face. My impatience got the best of me. She just gave me a dirty look and turned away, stumbling down the hallway.
Sofia turned the corner, nearly running into the drunken girl. "Oh gosh." She said so disgusted I had to laugh. She speed-walked to my room and quickly shut the door behind her. "Seriously cannot stand that bitch." She muttered and we both giggled.
I gestured her towards my bed and we both plopped down, ready to plan. For about an hour and a half straight we cut out bits and pieces from the magazines I loved. I wanted a darker colored wedding. I picked our bouquets of dark reds, green and blues. As well as decorations to correspond. It was honestly so fun. Is this what it feels like to be a teenage girl?
"So, do you think you could fall in love with Leo?" Sofia suddenly asked me in the middle of our conversation about our favorite old musicians. I swear my heart stopped beating. No one knew about me and Leo's little death game besides Ina and I planned to keep it that way. "I mean, yeah. He's so sweet and gentle with me. It just sucks we couldn't meet under different circumstances." I hated lying to Sofia, but it was for the better good.
I mean the first part was definitely a lie. Second part not so much. Maybe if we did meet under different circumstances, we could be friends. We did hold the same values and stuff. "Well, I see the way he looks at you. He definitely feels it too." She replied. I wanted to laugh in her face. Tell her that that was all part of our acting. But my heart tugged a little. "Feel what?" I genuinely asked, not having a clue what "it" is. Sofia gave me a small smile, "Don't be silly Athena, everyone knows what 'it' is." I just smiled and nodded in agreement.
Truth was, I had no idea.