KILLER | MP ✓

cinquantuno

'i was wondering if you wanted to be my date to a masquerade ball?'

— mattia

i was in the kitchen taking a sip from a glass of whiskey when alejandro walked in with hannah behind him.

i rolled my eyes at her presence and looked down at the kitchen island.

"mattia." alejandro sternly spoke and i looked up at him and showed no expression on my face.

"what?!" i harshly spoke.

"mattia, hannah is one of your soldiers. you have to treat her with respect."

i scoffed and rolled my eyes. "like you said, she's one of my soldiers. i can treat her however the fuck i want. now if you don't mind, i'm going to my bedroom and i'm going to get drunk."

i walked past the two but alejandro grabbed my forearm. "what the fuck do you want?!"

"look at you, mattia," he shook his head. "you're a mess. a masquerade ball is being held tomorrow and you're going to go looking like that?"

"i'm not going to the ball, alejandro. i'm staying in my room with bottles of vodka and whiskey and getting drunk."

"no you're not! mattia i won't let you do that over some girl." alejandro almost yelled.

"that girl was your best friend! no wonder she thinks we left her for dead! you don't care— none of you care!"

i felt a harsh slap on my cheek and i looked at alejandro who had a shocked expression on his face. he looked down at his hand then back up at me.

"m-mattia i'm sorry.. i didn't mean to—"

i grip him by his collar and ram him into the wall causing him to let out a wince. "you never lay a hand on your boss! do you hear me?!"

alejandro quickly nodded and i let go of him and he dropped to the floor. i turn around and face hannah who was practically shaking in her boots.

i pointed my finger at her. "get out of my sight."

she quickly looked down at alejandro who nodded as if to tell it was okay them left the room.

i grabbed a two bottles of vodka and walked up to my bedroom.

+

— elora

"so does this sorta stuff happen every year or..?" miguel asked as he put a handful of popcorn in his mouth.

i had went over miguel and sashas place so we could hang out. i have some of the money with me that i stole from mattia in my bag that i'm going to give sasha soon. i've also just told miguel about the ball that's going to happen tomorrow.

i shrug and scrunch my face up. "i mean, this is the first one i've ever gone to." i told him and reached over to the bowl the grab some of the toffee popcorn.

miguel nodded. "i guess i could go with you. what time does it start?"

"eight pm."

"then yes, i can go. i finish work at before that."

"great!" i grin. "you need to match with me, okay?" miguel chuckled and nodded his head with a massive smile on his lips. "i'm wearing a dark blue dress with sequins on it at my mask is white."

"okay, well i'll just wear a navy blue suit and a white mask?"

"yes!"

"what's all this shouting about?" sasha asked as she walked in from the kitchen.

"oh nothing, your brother and i are just going to a ball tomorrow." i grin and i watch as her eyebrows slowly raise and she walks over to the sofa and sits down.

"hmm," she slowly nodded and a smirk grew upon her lips. "is this like a date?"

i huffed and chuckled a little. "a friendship date. yes."

"ouch." i heard miguel say and put his hand out his heart. "heart has been officially broke."

i giggle and pick up a pillow and hit him with it. "hey!" he yells and lifts me up and puts me over his shoulder.

"put me down! i swear to god! m-miguel!" i shout in between laughs.

when miguel eventually put me down i moved the hair out of my face and turned to sasha who was quietly giggling.

"oh! sash' i've got to show you something." i stood up and grabbed her hand then walked towards the stairs but as we walked past the back of the sofa, i grabbed my bag and hid it behind my back.

we entered her bedroom and she turned around to face me with a big smile on her face which made her cheeks grow red.

"what is it?" she asks and i giggle lightly. "sit." i told her and pointed to her bed. she did as i said and waited.

i took the bag from behind my back and placed it on her lap.

"a bag?" she wondered as looked up at me. i shook my head. "open it."

she opened the bag and looked inside and then quickly looked up at me, shocked. her face was red and her eyes were wide.

she quickly stood up and gave me the bag back. "no." she shook her head. "i can't take that much money away from you."

"too bad," i shrugged. "my papa worked hard for it. so you better take it."

sasha let out a sigh and looked down at the bag. "how much?"

"there's forty six thousand in there."

sashas eyes widen. "fucking hell, what does your dad work as?"

i froze on the spot. fuck. what do i say?

"oh uh, he's a business man." she nods and starts going through the bag.

"you do realize, that a plane ticket to the uk is only a couple hundred, right?"

"yes, but it depends on where you flying too. there's different parts of the uk."

"true." she nodded. "leah— my girlfriend, lives in cardiff so it's gonna be a couple hour plain ride." she whined.

"hey, at least you'll get to see the person you love."

a smile was brought to sasha. "yeah, i guess i will. thanks again, by the way. it means a lot."

"no problem."

wassup guys! how are y'all ? happy late new year btw ! love u all!