One Night Assassin

|CHAPTER 20- Second chance? Or second party?|

|CHAPTER 20|

|Second chance? Or second party?|

"Lune, you there?" I finally snap out of my daze.

"G-Go to Italy? To see your family?" He just laughs at my lack of ability to speak like a normal human being, making me glare into his bright blue orbs.

"Yes, that is unless you don't feel comforta-"

"No, no, it's not that. It's just I-I don't want to intrude, and I doubt your family would seriously like me considering they're use to your wife that was probably perfect in every sense of the way," he gives me an unreadable look before setting down the cake that was between us. Catching me off guard when he pulls me closer by my wrist and crouches to meet my eyes.

His face showed nothing but seriousness as he spoke his next words.

"You are never intruding, and I know they'd love you just as much, if not more. So you can get both of those thoughts straight out of that pretty little brain of yours." He smiles reassuringly, making me not help but do the same in return.

"Fine, but you better be sure to tell them we're not together. Because that'll be my death note if they think you're already with someone new," I say with a nervous smile present, he just shakes his head while laughing at my words before starting to walk towards the stairs.

"Get packed now, we're leaving tonight," he says immediately making my pulse skyrocket.

Tonight? Tonight?! 

Why in the hell are we leaving tonight? And how does he expect me to get ready in that short amount of time?

"Wait, tonight?! How many days are we staying in Italy?"

"Use your imagination," He states before making his way up the stairs, leaving me to stare at him with a confused gaze. 

I didn't quite understand why exactly he was inviting me to such a personal event. I figured it could be pity, but I didn't want to jump to any conclusions.

You mean like whenever your insecure self assumed Adriano didn't feel the same about you, just because it took someone else knocking some sense into him to have to realize that?

I shake my head to rid the memory of the whole Adriano scenario. There was no longer a reason to even think about us in that type of way anymore because we will no longer be anything more than partners, friends at best. But I am definitely not putting the label any higher than that.

Then it struck me...

8 months ago...

With  a moment of debating with myself, I finally decide to go in, instantly  going wide eyed at the sight of all of the weapons and ammunition.  Starting to walk around the room, I see that there are newspapers with  descriptions on them. I keep looking and see that there are small  pictures of people on the wall, some that have eliminate in process written on them, or terminated. My  pulse begins to pick up, but all time stops when I begin to read some  of the newspaper articles that were tapped onto the wall.

Nightmare Assassin strikes again at WillowHall stadium after killing ambassador of dreamfounder inc. 

__12/5/16__

Heart  beginning to drum through my chest as I read dozens and dozens more of  newspaper and internet articles all like that, but not until seeing the  last one that officially made everything in my living vessel stop.

Rumors  that Nightmare Assassin is planning on killing the president of  all  s*x and drug trafficking rings. Biggest Assassin known in Italy, is  known now as biggest in history.

__3/10/17__

"It was dated yesterday," I mumble under my breath as I lightly touch the head newspaper article cut out and on the wall.

"And couldn't be more true."

+ + +

"No freaking way in hell..." 

• . • . •

I knock on the door as hard as I could, knowing she was home since her shift didn't start until another 2 hours.

"Veronica! I know your lazy ass is in there so you better open up this damn door before I freakin-" The door comes flying open, a barely awake Veronica standing before me as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes. A giggle almost slipping past my lips at the sight of the foamy toothpaste and toothbrush hanging out her mouth in a sloppy fashion.

"Jesus Christ, Lune. Get any louder and my neighbors will think I've been caught by the Feds," she slurs with the toothpaste foam still in her mouth, but end up ignoring her completely and walking past her and into her apartment complex. Immediately starting to pace like a crazed girl as soon as I step foot into her place.

"uh, come in?" she says as if she wasn't really sure whether to laugh or scold me. Nevertheless, I continue to pace backwards and forwards.

"Oh my god, Veronica. I did something, something crazy and I know if I tell you, you're gonna judge me." She just continues to stare at me like I fell out of a tree, until finally walking in front of me and grabbing me by my wrist, making me stop fro my pacing to look straight into her brown eyes filled with concern and confusion.

"Luna, breath. What in the hell could be so bad to make you freak out like this?" she inquires as her tone becomes softer, I finally take a calming inhale in before closing my eyes and taking a seat on the sofa.

"Okay, you better not judge me for what I'm about to tell you right now, and whatever I say never leaves this room. It'll put not only your safety, but probably everyone you loves' safety as well if you decide against it."

"Lune, you're seriously starting to scare me now, what's going on?" She sits next to me as I bite my lip in angst, deciding against maybe telling her all together in fear of putting her in harms way. But that wouldn't happen without them getting to me first.

I am the one they want after all, right?

"You know how I said I was given up for adoption before I was born? How I never even got to meet my parents because they gave me up before I even got to meet them?" She comes closer with a look of fear and confusion still evident in her eyes, but nevertheless, nods her head anyways, urging me to continue.

"Well that was kind of a complete lie. I did know my parents, I had a mom and dad- well dad, that loved me in every way a parent should, that was until he was killed when I was eight, and I got sent off to live with a random family. And it wasn't until recently that I found out he wasn't just killed, he was assassinated. Which leads me to my situation now..."

She was hanging onto every word I said as it flew out of my mouth, and told by the stoic expression written on her face. She was listening as intently as possible for a human.

"My dad was an assassin, a very well known one at that... Cutting the long story short, I agreed to help on this one mission. Not just for the people getting hurt by this mans brutality, but justice for my father as well."

"Oh my gosh, Luna. Why-why did you never tell me?" She ask as it seemed her eyes started o glaze over with a sheen of tears a bit, making me let my head fall to look at the floor that became a thousand times more interesting. The thought of Adriano flooded my mind when she mentioned that, immediately making a smile absentmindedly appear on my lips. Even knowing that it couldn't of been worse timing to smile, but if I was going to be honestly true with myself...

I didn't care, even in the slightest.

"There's something you're not telling me, little wolf. I can see it in that smile," she says quirking an eyebrow with a smile mischievous grin on her face. I instantly wipe the smile off my face once she mentioned that, replacing it with a stern expression for my next words.

"No, I never told you because I was afraid of you getting hurt, V. And that's it, there's nothing else."

"Who's the guy?" My eyes go as wide as saucers as my cheek flame red in embarrassment .

"W-What guy?"

"Oh please, you can cut the bullshit Lune cause I've never seen you smile like that, even with that dumb Brian guy," she says as her smile only grows wider, making me groan before throwing my head back in defeat.

"Look, it's a little more complicated than just that, V. He's older and has a deeper and darker outlook on the world than I do. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't have feelings for him, but it- It just couldn't work," My heart clenches at the truth of my own words, knowing that the only person that makes me feel this way, is a guy that doesn't even reciprocate the same amount of feelings I do for him.

"Look at me, Luna," I hear Veronica's stern voice say as she pulls me up to look me straight in the eye, knowing she was about to be the mature one in the scenario, as per usual.

"If it were me, I'd definitely say go for it. It's pretty obvious that this person makes you really happy, and as shy and innocent as you are, that says a lot for his character," she chuckles, making a small smile appear on my face. She takes a final deep breath in before finishing her words of the wiser speech.

"But it's up to you on who you choose to have in your life. It will always, and only, be your decision, and I'll support you on no matter what you choose. But please, Luna, for the love of christ... Don't get your ass killed over this assassin bullshit or I swear on sweet cupcakes, I will arise you from the dead to smack you into another continent!"

Those were the words that made me c***k up into a fit of laugh, wiping away a stray tear once I was done bursting out in hysterics.

But as much as I hated to admit it, but she was completely right. There was the man who I genuinely had real feelings for confess his own for me, and what did I do? I rejected him just because I'm insecure and afraid of him hurting me. Knowing that was something Adriano would never do.

"Alright, I'll try my best. By the way, tell your mom to save some of that egg salad she always makes for Thanksgiving, I use to always look forward to that every year," I say and her face turns to one of sadness and confusion.

"So you're not coming over this year? Why? Where are you going?" Cursing myself for not thinking this through, I just purse my lips in thought before finally just choosing the ladder. Hoping she didn't question any further, because there was no way I could tell her about the random phone call.

"Uh, one of the last mission meetings are in Italy, and I need to go over there to finish up the last of the work for this mission." Crossing my fingers as she pauses to search my face for an inkling of a lie, I take a large breath of relief when her face lights up and squeals, right before bringing me in for a large bear hug.

"Oh my gosh, Lune. That's so freaking amazing! Wait, when are you supposed to leave?" She says once she pulls back from her hug to look me in the eye, making me once again get a chance to breath again.

"Tonight, I've got my stuff packed already so I should be good to go." She gives me a concerning look after looking over my shoulder.

"Uh, maybe you should have told me that for starters, cause it's already nine o' clock, sweetie."

My eyes immediately jolt wide open when I turn my head to see the clock ticked nine o' clock on the dot, making me jump from the couch before kissing Veronica on the top of her head goodbye. Giving her one last 'thanks for the advise,' and 'love you,' before leaving.

The whole car ride home in the freezing cold gave me a rush. A rush of something I've never really felt before. I couldn't really figure out what it was exactly yet, but I knew it was because of that speech Veronica gave me about Adriano.

She was right about everything, and I knew it. So what was stopping me? What was stopping me from finally admitting my true feelings for this man?

There lied my answer, nothing and no one.

As I pulled into the driveway, I was preparing on what I should say when I walked into the house. Should I wait and tell him after we land in Italy? Figuring I was probably way over analyzing the whole situation, I just shake off all the nervous jitters I was having before starting to walk in with confidence, knowing exactly what I was going to say the moment I stepped foot into that doorway.

The moment I unlock the door, I scan around the room to see where he could be, more than eager to finally say the words I've been wanting to for months. 

About to turn the corner into another room, I stop when I almost fall straight on my butt from the hard impact that runs into me. My heart melting as soon as I look up into those familiar blue eyes, his hands gripping onto my arms like his life depended on it. 

"Oh my god, Lune, Where've you been? I've been texting you like crazy that we're leaving! I've been worried sick that something bad happened a-" I immediately stop his rambling by covering his mouth with my hand, reassuring him by looking him square in the eye, making hid gaze soften once landing on my face.

"I'm fine, my phone just died. But enough jabber, there's something I need to tell you." I release my hand from over his mouth, his gaze becoming more intense the longer I leave the words in the air.

"Hey! Is that Petrov girl coming or are we gonna end up missing the plan-" My eyes immediately snap to a female voice with a thick Italian accent, seeing a fair skinned woman with all dark features and very thick curly hair. An obvious beautiful woman that can be seen as that from miles away.

Adriano clenches his jaw at the intrusion of our conversation before slowly turning his head in the woman's direction.

"Luna, meet Bianca. An old family friend that'll be joining us on the trip," he says introducing us, but we both just wave and smile in greeting.

"Funny, you never introduce me as your ex girlfriend, do you,ragazzo?

For some reason, a twinge of anger overcame me when I saw the smirk she gave him after saying that, but it faded the second I saw the glare he was shooting in her direction. 

"Questo è del tutto irrilevante, Bianca!" (That's completely irrelevant, Bianca!) I hear Adriano speak in fluent Italian for the first time in the longest, making me flinch back a bit at how serious he sounded. But nevertheless, the woman just smirked at him once again before looking at me.

"I'll be in the car," she says walking of and towards the door, but not before grazing Adriano with her shoulder on he way out.

There was a moment where he just looked at me with the most apologetic expression he could muster, but I really couldn't care less about what he feels towards me in this moment.

"I'm sorry, I'll explain once we make it on the pl-" he tries coming closer, but I stop him by placing my hand on his chest and shoving him lightly.

"Please, don't waste your breath, nightmare. You might just run out of oxygen, then no one else will get a chance to date your pretty lifeless body," I state sarcastically before walking out in a heap of anger, but smirking because I knew that him not knowing what I was going to tell him would eat him alive.

And there lied what was stopping me once again...

Another past