𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌

26| V E N T I-S E I

ALESSANDRO'S POV

Time passes by as fast as a lightning strike. We were already on a private jet, venom sitting across me. She had her legs spread and her hips pushed forward, resting her temple on her knuckles with her other hand on her stomach while looking out of the window. Damn.

She would shoot her eyes in my direction from time to time, catching me off guard every time I was staring at her. I swear I could see the slight smirk on her face every time she caught me.

I let the silence of the flight consume me. I let it take me to wherever my mind pleased. Which surprisingly, led me to a dead end. My mind was blank, overtaken by darkness, a good type of darkness. Detached from me. It was the loving dark sky type of darkness. Something I often needed. Something I often craved; Peace.

Only if I knew.

I was sort of tired, exhausted physically. But a big part of me was filled in joy, excitement and happiness from my previous reunion with one of my greatest friends. It was like a long-detached part of me was found, after such a long time. And I name it 'adaptation to something or someone who doesn't make a presence in your everyday life.' I felt accomplished and complete.

I pulled out a bottle of water, and poured it into my glass and raised it to my lips to take a sip. Venom turned her head in my direction, resting the side of her jaw on her knuckles. I placed the glass down on the table and asked if she wanted some water, she simply shook her head and went back to looking out of the window. I placed the bottle in the fridge again and sat back down onto my seat. Peacefully watched out of the window, something about her presence was so different. She managed to make it less awkward even when it's quiet, she managed to make it less awkward even when all she did was sit beside you; not even looking at you.

Not too long after, we landed. I stood up and walked out, right after her. She's always in front, always in the lead. She barely spoke, barely said a thing. Yet always gave out answers, ideas and instructions without uttering a word. I wonder if she's ever talked to someone, held a conversation for longer than minutes. I wonder what it would feel like to have a full conversation with her, maybe one day.

We got inside the car. She sat on the passenger seat, right beside me as I drove in silence. I let my gaze find her figure for a split second. She looked so peaceful, she looked like there was nothing in this goddamn world that could ruin her day. She looked like she wouldn't give you the chance to ruin her slightest millisecond. She's like a lonely star shining bright enough for millions into a blue dark sky, the dark that erupts your mind on many occasions.

I wonder what brought her to this point, I wonder what this woman went through to get to this point. Not that it was bad, it was just impressive. Every time I see her, she comes through with brand new things, unintentionally impressing you out of your mind.

I was knocked out of my thoughts by the sound of my ringtone, echoing through the car. I picked it up and brought the phone up to my ear. "Sí" anger entered my mind and body. "On my way" I turned the car around and drove off to one of my houses, which unfortunately, had been blown up.

I was frustrated, raged and shocked. I could feel the peace I had earlier get pulled into darkness and fading away from me. I drove as fast as I could, rolling down the windows in hopes of making it easier to calm down. However, it was useless. I could feel and hear my knuckles crack from how hard I was gripping the steering wheel.

I got out of my car and ran to the house. Rapidly blinking from the sight of an exploded house. My house exploded. I walked around it in fury and irritation, I could barely keep everything in me anymore. Was there even a thing? Yes and no. I felt nothing but anger. But on the other side, numbness flashed through from time to time. I was so raged to the point where I couldn't feel it anymore.