He's a successful criminal with a fetish for perfection. No one's ever gotten close to him; how could they? He's never been capable of showing love and affection. That's just the way he is. Many have tried but no one has ever been able to change him...
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I woke up to the sound of a phone ringing loud throughout the room. I went to get up when I realized I was in between two strong arms. Turning over I seen Stephen asleep not hearing his phone ringing right next to him. I wanted to wake him up but I didn't want to disturb him . He looked like an angel. He didn't have a single flaw. How could someone be so beautiful but yet so dangerous? I thought to myself. "Good morning Nova" I heard him say tiredly taking me out of my thoughts "Goodmorning" I say shyly. "Are you ok" he asked sweetly? Thinking of his question I remembered the events that took place last night.
This man was a murderer. I know I should be scared of him but I couldn't bring myself to be. Honestly I just wanted to know why? "Yes" I answer. "I'm sorry. I know last night was crazy and you're probably scared so is there anything you want to know?" He asked moving over to face me. There was a million questions going through my mind. "Why did you do it?" I asked curiously. I figuring it would take him time to explain but the only thing he had to say was "He stole from me." Was he serious? Well it had to be in something big for you to take his life? I said getting a little annoyed at his short answer. "Look Nova I'm not a good dude I do horrible shit on a daily basis. Thats simply just how it is so you can either pretend last night never happened or you can go to the police and turn me in either way I don't really give a shit." He said angrily getting out of bed.
You're seriously getting mad? You literally just said you'd tell me anything I wanted to know. I argued. "I change my mind. I'm done pretending I give a shit. I don't. And quite frankly I just want this to be over so I can go get some breakfast." He laughed. How can somebody's mood change so fast? I knew arguing with him was probably dangerous but I wasn't just gonna let it go. "Okay asshole I get the picture. Don't worry about me saying shit to anyone, like you I also don't give a fuck. Just do me a favor and stay the fuck away from me from now on." I yelled getting up and putting on a pair of his sweatpants he had folded on his dresser. He didn't respond. He just started at me. "Thanks for low-key traumatizing me and then treating me like shit." I said while leaving his room.
I made it to the elevator door when Stephen appeared in front of his door. "You forgot your phone princess" I heard him chuckle. God he really is a fucking psychopath I thought to myself walking towards him to grab it. Instead of giving me my phone he pulled it away and pushed me against the wall closing me in. "You know, you sure are lucky you're beautiful. Because anyone else that's ever talked to me like that. Got there fucking throat ripped out." He said in a low voice before letting me go. Once he handed me my phone he walked back to his door. "There's a car downstairs with a driver waiting to take you home. I'll be seeing you again soon princess." He said before closing his door. What a fucking lunatic I thought before getting on the elevator.
Once I got home I took a long hot bath just thinking about everything that has happened in the last 24 hours. Why did this have to happen? After I was done I got out, put on comfy clothes and climbed into my bed. It was only 1pm but I felt like shit from all the drinking I did last night. A Saturday in bed sounds like a good idea I thought to myself before turning on my tv.
After laying there for a while I started thinking again. Why did he act like it was no big deal? Fuck! I really need to just forget about it and pretend like it never happened. Stephen clearly has issues I'm not capable of dealing with so fuck it. I'm here to be a great fucking tattoo artist and that's what I'm going to stay focused on.
I laid there for hours until I finally decided to text Alex and let her know I was home safe before I finally went to sleep.
