One Night Assassin

|CHAPTER 9~ Wrong Decisions|

|CHAPTER 9~ Wrong Decisions|

There was a small heartbeat of silence before I finally heard the the deep wrenching sound of Adriano's voice fill the car.

"You're kidding me, right?" He says with a chuckle before taking a moment to tear away his gaze from the road and onto me. Instantly, I started to regret the words as soon as I saw the look of pure incredulousness on his face. 

"No actually, I wasn't. I'm kind of in need of clothing. In which is something you lack in the women's department." He shakes his head before looking back to the road in front of us. I didn't understand this at all. I was supposed to be the one mad here, but somehow, I turned into the bad guy in this scenario.

"You're unbelievable, are you bipolar or something, or is this just your weird way of dealing with awkward situations?" The rude statement throwing me off like no other, making me want to snap back, but coming up with no comebacks off hand. So instead of being the utter b***h in this particular moment, I just decide to try and be the bigger person and look out the window with no words to spout.

He lets out a loud sigh before finally hearing the sweet melodic sound of my maturity paying off.

"What's the address?" he ask with a groan, making me not help but grin before turning back to face him.

"Now that's the spirit."

•  •  •

It takes about another twenty minutes to get to my old house. Pulling up to the house, the memories from a few days ago flood me like a tsunami. My heart race begins to pulse as my hands begin to get sweaty. Looking in front of me was the sight of betrayal and pain, along with a trust that was for now temporary scorned.

"You okay, Lun?" Adriano says in a worry some tone, making the uncontrollable smile to appear on the side of my lips at the sound of the nickname he called me. This was such a bad time to smile, and I knew that, but I couldn't help the fact that the scary assassin actually has an empathetic side to him.

"Yeah, just... Can you maybe go in with me?" I ask in a whisper tone as I turn my head to look at the somewhat of a shocked Adriano staring at me.

"Uh sure, if you'd feel more comfortable with me going i-"

"I would," I state bluntly, cutting him off in the process. Feeling a bit embarrassed, I clear my throat before muttering a small, 'shall we go in?' and swiftly stepping out of the car.

Not even looking behind me to see if he was following, I begin to make fast strides up towards the front door. Taking in a deep breath, I repeat the same words in my head.

Just get in and get out.

Ringing the bell, it takes a microsecond before I here footsteps and low and behold, the same exact blonde girl in my now ex-boyfriends black t-shirt. In which that only reached to about mid-thigh of her long milky white legs. Her eyes then light up before she smiles widely, showing off her straight pearly whites as she does so.

"Oh, I remember you!" She exclaims in an tone I wouldn't have expected to come from a girl like her. It was actually an everyday sound, unlike the annoying squeaky sound I was expecting.

"Is Brian home? I just need to pick up my stuff that I had." I said shaking off the small rage that I felt in the depths of my heart. Why was she so incredibly... Nice?! Did she not know who I was or what I was to the man I caught her in bed with? 

Dammit Adriano! Where in the hell did you go?!

"Yeah, he actually set out all your stuff right here," she says in a nauseatingly sweet tone before going to the side and rolling a few big bags of luggage in view for me to see.

"Hey, might I ask why you guys stopped living together?" Confusion hitting me head on, I give her a quizzical look before finally asking the head-pounding question.

"You–seriously do not know?" I ask in genuine curiosity. There was something not right with this, and I know damn well it's something I deserve to know about.

"Well, I get you guys were roommates, but I don't quite understand exactly why y'all stopped. I mean, he explained how you liked him and all, but he never went into dept-" 

"Hey babe, who you talking to?" I hear a deep voice rumble back from behind the girl. Until finally, I see the tall lean figure of my ex appear in the side of the doorway. And to put the cherry on top of the cake, he then ended up wrapping his arms around her waist.

In the beginning of this whole thing, I wanted so badly to punch and slap the girl that slept with Brian, but then, by the end of it all and seeing what I have to day, I'm forbidding to go without telling this girl the truth about the sick bastard in front of me.

"Look, I just wanted to get my stuff and bolt. But it seems that you've been spouting your 'girlfriend' a load of bullshit," I say before beginning to grit my teeth in anger, making Brian's bottled blonde girlfriends face twist in confusion. The look of contemplation and fear written on Brian's face making me want to laugh but slap him at the same time. 

"Babe, what is she talking abo-"

"Hey, maybe we should talk about this somewhere else, huh?" Brian says with a raised eyebrow before trying to pull me into the house. But before he could, I felt a large hand gently but roughly grip me and pull me into their chest.

"Hey, now there's no need to put your hands on the pretty lady, now is there?" I hear the familiar deep voice of Adriano say aloud, making me relax in his touch for some strange reason. Don't get me wrong, I still hate him for the things he's done, but he's one of the very few people on my side these days. 

I see Brian look at his girlfriend before whispering the audible words of 'maybe you should go inside now, yeah?' in her ear. Pulling back, I see a small smirk on his lips as she then gives a quick wave to us before disappearing into the house.

Shit, I was going to try and hopefully get her alone so I could tell her the truth, the truth she at least deserves to know.

As she walks in, Brian then grabs my luggage from the side of the door before closing the door behind him as he walks outside, giving me an incredulous look as he does so.

"As I see, you've already found yourself another man to keep you warm at night," he says with a smile tugging at his lips, making me cringe at his childish play on words.

"My life is none of your concern, Brian. So if you could just give me my stuff, I'll be on my way and out of your life forever," I say with no strained tears, no love hurt feelings and no emotion evident whatsoever. I use to love this man in front of me, but I look and see now that maybe it was just adoration, a pigment of my 'love struck' imagination. 

"I'm not giving you your stuff until you at least try to talk with me." He moves my luggages in indication that he's not gonna give up until he gets what he wants. I feel Adriano step forward like he was about to pounce, but I hold him back before looking up and giving him a small smile in reassurance, but only getting an unsure look from him in return. Looking back to Brian with a cold expression, I finally say the words I'd never thought to give to him for the rest of my life.

"Two minutes." And with that, he gives me a grin before pulling me inside by my wrist.

Sitting on the couch, I cross my legs as I wait for him to explain in great detail of this whole thing. As he sits next to me–feeling uncomfortable, I scoot closer away from him before looking at him in anger.

"Talk, Brian."

"Okay, I just wanted to apologize for being the asshole I was. Hell, I'm still an asshole, but I never meant to hurt you like that. I still love you, but not in the way I should. I never meant to hurt you like that, I'm just a sick bastard who doesn't know how to stay loyal. I'm not asking for a f*****g kiss goodbye. All I'm asking for is your forgiveness," he says before pushing my hair out of my face. I hated that I couldn't hold grudges. That is one of the most fatal flaws in my personality, and I hate that I'm like that. But I forbid to forgive him until he does one thing.

"I will forgive you, but only under one circumstance," I say after a small moment of silence.

"Anything, name it." I then begin to lean in, getting closer and closer until finally getting an inch away from his face, before finally saying it.

"Tell that girl... The truth," I whisper softly before pulling away, getting a small smile from him in response.

"Way ahead of you, Lun. In two hours, you will be looking at a single man," he says as he raises his hands up, making me not help but press my lips in a thin line to suppress my laughter. I then look out the window to see that Adriano is waiting by the car while leaning on it for support. I give a small smile at the sight of his everyday workout clothes before admiring the way he keeps checking his watch while tapping his foot impatiently.

"You really like him, don't you?" Brian says in a cheerful but serious tone, snapping me put of my daze to see that there is a wide smirk playing on his lips.

"What? No! We just... work together," I say, making Brian let out a small chuckle as he runs his hands through his now long curly hair. What is this guy getting at on this? I may have lusted after him that one night, but there's no way I could actually have genuine feelings for him. Especially after what he's told me and who he is.

"Please, Lun. The looks you give each other are indescribable. I could see the look of possessiveness and adoration he gave you whenever he came up behind you outside. It was like he was marking his God damn territory for goodness sake." My mouth probably agape at this point. 

I do not like Adriano, this isn't freaking high school anymore, you don't get crushes and write each other sappy love letters to put in each others lockers. This is the world of adults, and where there's adults, there comes responsibility. I have a duty to go through with this mission, and falling for someone that was my dads old parters-s***h-best friend is not one of them.

Brian then stands up before putting out a hand for me to get up as well. Lifting me up, he pulls me close to him before putting a hand on my cheek and whispering a nice vocabulary that I never thought could come out of the mouth of Brian Deen.

"Don't let me ruin love for you, Luna." And with that, he gives me a small kiss on my forehead before letting me go. There was a moment we just looked and smiled at each other. 

"Keep in touch, okay?" He says before walking back away from me. 

"Will do," I say in a chuckle, before beginning to make my way out the door. But I quickly stop in my tracks at the last words Brian yells out right as I lay my hand on the handle.

"Glad you waited for the right guy to give it to." At his words, I look back at him with a quizzical look written on my face before seeing what he's eyes were zoned in on. I look down only to let out a small gasp at the sight in front of me. A faded hickey was marked on my left inner thigh, along side with another smaller one on my right.

Looking up, I see that Brian is trying to suppress a laughter that was threatening to burst out of his throat. 

"Well... I'll catch ya' later, bry," I causally say in embarrassment before waving and heading out the door. I then prepare myself to pick up the luggage, only to see it gone. Making my way over to the car, I make the corner, only to be greeted by Adriano's smirk at first sight.

"I'm guessing you've already put my stuff in the trunk?" I ask as I cross my arms, making Adriano's smirk grow wider.

"As requested my lady," Adriano says before taking a dramatic bow. I then hit his shoulder with an eye roll before making my way to the passenger side and getting in, hearing his chuckle as I shut the car door. 

As soon as he got in, I slugged him with all my strength in the arm, making him just turn to look at me with a confused expression as he slowly rubbed his arm in mock hurt.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" I state before lifting my workout shorts enough to show off the two hickeys on each of my inner thighs. Adriano's expression is a cross between surprise and humorous. 

"Damn, I think that's some of my finest work. It's been what? Two weeks almost and they're still there," he says in a humor filled voice before starting to lightly rub the faded hickeys on my inner thighs. Instantly, A pull of heat began to incircle between my legs at the feel of his hand that close to that part of my body, making me push his hand with force away from me.

"Stop!"

He raises his eyebrow slightly at my hasty response to him touching me, mentally asking me what the hell that was. And honestly, I didn't even know.

"Can we just... Drive?" I ask before looking out the window in embarrassment, making Adriano let out a sigh in defeat before starting the car. I didn't want to be a b***h towards Adriano, or anyone for that matter. I've always been that person to avoid confrontation, even through high school. But I can't help but act this way towards him, I'm getting to where Brian's head is at this point.

What if I do like him? Even if it's a small crush, do I like him? God, I'm starting to sound like a love struck teen again.

"So what could you two of been talking about for the last ten minutes?" Adriano said, breaking the silence, snapping me out of my thoughts as he did so.

"Oh umm, nothing much. Just how he's sorry and stuff like that. But we're cool now, I forgave him and we agreed to keep in contact and all that hoopla," I say as if it's no big deal while still looking out the window. But Adriano's stopping the vehicle on the side of the deserted road kind of killed that nonchalance that I had going on.

"You what?!"

"I-I forgave him?" I say in more of a question than a statement while tearing my attention away from the window and to Adriano's face, making Adriano shake his head at what I said.

"You forgave a man who's cheated on you with a girl that still doesn't even know he's been cheating on her?!" He yells at me, making anger start to spark my fuse at the tone he's using.

"Yes, Adriano! I forgave a man that will be nothing more than a friend to me. Why in the hell should you care anyway?" I say calmly as possible back, making him shake his head in response.

Why should he care? That's not even the point! He has absolutely no right to tell me what I can or can't do with the people in my life. It's my freaking life and I should be able to let people in and out as I please.

"Because it's my job to protect you, Luna! This is a mission for the both of us, and I'm not going to let some guy who's just trying to get into your pants get in the way of that."

"Even if he was trying to get into my pants, that shouldn't effect you or the mission. So please stop treating me like a child, Adriano. You're not my father or anyone who can tell me how to live my life, so please stop." 

"No I won't stop because I'm not going to let some cheating guy get what he wants from you, only to dispose of you in the end!" There was a moment of silence, until I finally figured out what this whole thing was about. The grinding gears in my head finally clicking into place as I figure out what this is about.

"You're jealous!" I chuckle out with a smirk on my face, making Adriano's look of anger soon soften into a look of despair. Maybe I had jumped to conclusions in the past, but I know damn well this is one conclusion I am right about.

"I don't get jealous, Fiore. I don't get feelings and I haven't had them since-" he cuts off himself off before he could finish. 

Feelings? 

The great assassin known in history once had feelings for someone? But who? What happened to this person? 

"Feeling? For whom?" I ask in genuine curiosity, but instead of getting an answer, I get a head shake instead.

"None of your concern. My job here is to just help you out on this mission, Luna. Not to be your friend, and not to be your lover, just to be your partner in this job. Capire?" There was a moment of us just looking at each other in contemplation onto what to do next, before I finally spoke.

"Please, just drive." 

I didn't know if it was the hurt of him confessing the fact he didn't like me, or the fact he's not comfortable with me enough to tell me anything. But something about what he said pulled something in my chest, but I had yet to know what.

For the rest of the ride I just looked out the window and thought back to my conversation with Brian. What if the look of adoration thing was a whole misunderstanding? Even if it was, I'm just here for business, right? I'm just going to finish this job and I'll never see him again anyway. The whole reason I'm here is to get revenge for my dad. Nothing more, nothing less.

This whole thing is business, and I'll be damned if that gets mixed with pleasure.