The Assassin and the Gang✔️

Chapter 13

*Lilith*

I woke up feeling like I hadn't slept at all. Still, I did my usual routine without a second thought.

I had a lot of things to do today, and I wanted to get them all done. I was great at procrastinating, so it was going to be a challenge.

I was making breakfast, this time scrambled eggs with vegetables, when Silvia joined me in the kitchen, standing awkwardly in the middle of the doorway. She still looked terrible, but at least now she looked well-rested and clean.

She was wearing a blue sweater with sweatpants, that I immediately recognized as my own. I always kept some extra clothes in all of my closets for when other people didn't have extras.

"Hey girl, how did you sleep?" I asked her, no wanting her to feel uncomfortable.

"Alright. How about you?" She said taking a few steps closer.

"To be completely honest, I slept like shit," I said smiling at her, while I set the table.

"Here, let me help," Silvia said, grabbing the plates from the counter and placing them on the table. We set the table in silence and sat down.

Even though there were a lot of unspoken things betwine us, the silence was comfortable for some reason.

"Thank you for the food yesterday, it was delicious." Silvia said, grabbing her cutlery.

"No problem," I said, taking my first bite. As if she had been waiting for me to take a bite first, Silvia attacked her food like she hadn't eaten in days. And that might have actually been the case.

I ignored it, knowing how it felt to eat after days not eating, and not wanting her to feel judged. I ate my food calmly, drinking every now and then so the salt didn't make my mouth as dry as the Sahara desert.

After we finished eating, Silvia's plate was scraped so clean, I could have put it back in the cupboard.

"Do you want some more food?" I asked quietly, and she shook her head.

It was Monday today, so I probably had to go to school. I decided that I would only go in the evening though, as I had a few things to do this morning.

"I'm going to take you to the hospital alright?" I said, and she looked nervously up at me.

"Why?" She asked, squinting her eyes at me suspiciously.

"Because I don't want to risk that you might die" I said casually, standing up and grinning at her.

"Fine" Silvia sighed, and stood as well. I loved how strong she was. Even though her father had abused her, she was still here with me. She was still standing tall, and with that determination in her eyes.

I didn't know what she was so determined about, but I was just happy that she hadn't given up. I had no idea if she ever even had the thought of giving up her live, but I know how easy it could be to give into the urge to make the pain stop.

We cleared the table, making some small talk while we did so. We honestly didn't know each other that well yet, so it was nice to talk.

After that, we walked towards the garage to go to the hospital and I cringed.

Her father was still in the trunk of my car.

"Come on," I said, turning abruptly and walking the other way outside, avoiding the garage completely.

"Why?" She asked, and I smirked.

"We can talk about this later shall we." I said, opening the front door, and letting her go outside first.