Chapter Four
1445 Words
Sophie
This was a beautiful car, the interior was amazing. I sat next Raphael at the back, he didn't speak to me, he was either on phone making calls,scrolling or typing furiously. I wondered who he was so angry at,I wouldn't want to ever be on the receiving end of his anger, he looked dangerous. He also looked like a man who always had his way.
None of them made any conversation, and I didn't want to be the only one talking, I doubt these men would appreciate unnecessary chatter. So I forced my mouth shut, and trust me, it was hard. I tended to talk a lot especially when I was nervous, and right now I was very very nervous.
Lucky for me, the drive didn't last long this silence could make any sane person crazy, but this men weren't sane. I can bet my life they can drive for miles without talking to each other, or feeling the need to fill the silence
I hate silence, I always get the need to fill it, Gabs tells me sometimes its good to embrace the silence and just reflect. No, I would rather reflect while listening to soft music or any sound as long as I didn't have to listen to my thoughts.
As the car pulled on the huge black gate, I felt like signing, finally I can talk;hopefully. I delayed from getting out of the car, the alternative would have been to jump out immediately the car came to a halt, I wanted to see the house so badly I was just curious to see the kind of house that cost 50m.
I walked up to Raphael, I don't know why, I just did. I didn't even have to think about it, my body just gravitated towards him. And then I saw it, the house. It took my breath away, it was beautiful, it looked like those houses in home magazines that I had in my house. Yet this was real, I mean it was.....I don't know, paradise. I wouldn't mind living here.
Now where did that thought come from?
This was a 50m house, I could never afford it, and it was so big, for one person. This house was built, decorated for family.
I guess the three menacing men agreed. Romano whistled, at least I heard his voice even if it was a whistle. He must be really mean with his words.
"Wow, this is by far the most beautiful house I have ever seen, and I have seen my share of them" I said
Raphael agreed because I heard him say it was as big as he wanted it, I imagined he wanted to live with his family. The weird part was Bruno implied they lived together, how can they live together, were they family? But Raphael was really shocked when I asked if he lived with his family.
But then again Bruno said they were a unique kind of family, I wanted to ask, but I did not, it wasn't my business anyway, but I wanted to ask what he meant by that.
As we got in to see the inside of the rooms, I walked faster, I was so excited, I felt like a child with a candy.
"Is there a reason you're running?" I heard Raphael ask
I turned around and realized I was I few steps in front of them.
"Hmmm, I'm not running, I'm just walking faster"
"I thought you said you can't walk faster because you don't have long legs to keep up with me?"
Oh s**t, he heard that?
"Of course I didn't say that" I told him
"Are you calling me a lair Miss Harris?"
" No, I exclaimed, I'm just eager to see the house"
"Oh, I thought you're calling me a liar, I have been told my word is gospel"
"By who?" Bruno asked
"I wasn't talking to you, its rude to listen to other peoples conversation," Raphael told him
"I wasn't listening, if you don't want us to hear whatever you're saying, whisper it to her, just don't shout"
I happened to glance at them, and I saw Bruno smirk at Raphael who was glaring at him. His eyes looked dangerous, but Bruno didn't seem like he was afraid, he continued to smirk. I cleared my throat so I could break what I felt was tension, but I could have known better.
"We are here," I said, they all focused their attention on me as I opened the door. Wow, I thought, this is the biggest living room I had ever seen. my house can fit in here and leave some space. I envied them, they were going to live here.
I left the guys to check out the kitchen, and I swear my heart stopped. This was out of this world, I opened the shelves and wished I could cook something, anything, just so I can have the experience of it. But I couldn't so I walked out in search of the master bedroom.
I could hear the sound of the guys, but I couldn't make out whatever they were saying. I walked to the direction I thought had the bedroom but I didn't see it, so I changed and walked the opposite side. Someone can get lost in this house, it was massive, I thought
I entered the first door on my left, to say this room was beautiful would be an understatement, it was every word you could think of to mean beautiful or gorgeous. The bed was so huge I couldn't guess the size, the beddings were white. My favorite. The room was decorated in red which I would redo if it was mine, the windows were so large the view was fantastic. The curtains were white, the carpet was light grey, and there was a couch at the corner. This was a dream bedroom where dreams are made in.
I decided to lie down on the bed, just for a few minutes, just to get the feel of if. I removed my shoes and did just that, 'woow', if my bed felt like this, I would call in sick every Monday. I had enough problems waking up on that day in my narrow sized bed this would be impossible
"I see you've already made yourself comfortable in my bed" I heard Raphael say
I sat up so quickly and just stared at him, what would I say.
"Don't get up on my account, sleep away princess" he whispered, he gaze on me,I felt my face heating up, and I fought the urge to cover it up with my hands.
"You blush a lot, its cute" he said, without looking away from my face. He was standing at the end of the bed, his arms crossed on his chest.
Before I could get a come back, or get of out bed, Bruno and Romano walked in, " already in bed piccola?" Bruno asked me. I could see Raphael react to the name, I didn't know what it meant but I made a note to ask Aldo The next time I saw him.
"I just wanted to get the feeling of it for just a minute" I defended myself. "Have you guys finished checking it out?" I asked, looking at all of them and none in particular.
"Sure," This from Romano. My head shot up so fast and my eyes focused on him. He speaks, I thought, he didn't say anything else to my utter dismay.
"We need to go, " Raphael said, I pushed myself out of the bed, slipped in my shoes and left to catch up with them.
Just before I got to the stairs, I heard Bruno speaking on the phone. "No, don't kill the bastard yet torture him until he gives you the name, we'll be there in a few"
I didn't make a sound, but I thought he was speaking figuratively. I mean torture is a word I have only heard on TV, or what I hear the FBI does sometimes which is illegal and goes against human rights.
But what if he wasn't speaking figuratively? What if there was someone out there being tortured? Shouldn't I do something? But what? Should I ask him what he meant? No, no, that wouldn't be a good idea. Why should I judge him by just a few words anyway, he doesn't look like a killer, I told myself.
" Are you coming?" I heard Raphael shout.
I run to the car and got in, we drove in silence again, but this time I didn't mind. I had a lot to think about.
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