Chapter 4

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Evan is calling me. I haven't seen or heard from him in years. My dad sent him away somewhere when I was thirteen. I think it was something with drugs or something but i've worried about him. He was my childhood best friend. We did everything together. He's a year older than me but we still did everything together. My mom used to think we were soulmates until I told her I was lesbian.

I'm even more worried now because why is he calling me now. Is he ok? He could be hurt and need my help and im all the way in fucking france. I don't know what I would do with myself if he died. He's like an older brother to me. I never want to lose him even though it kinda feels like he was already gone. I knew he wasn't dead though and I know it now unless someone else is calling from his phone.

So I picked up the phone and hoped for the best.

"Evan?" I say my voice is shaking a little because I'm trying not to cry.

"Amy my god is it good to hear your voice. I heard from a little birdy that you're in France. I wanted to call you so we could meet up." It's evan its really evan and he doesnt sound hurt. I can tell he wants to talk in person though so something may be up but hopefully nothing too bad.

"Yea ok we're on our way to the hotel now i'll text you the address and we could meet there?" I say my voice a bit cautious.

"Yea that's fine but who's we? Do you have a boyfriend?" He doesnt know im gay. I just laughed out loud at that one.

"Nope no boyfriend, it's my best friend Riley, do you remember her?" He should remember that we used to play together all the time. We were all friends as kids.

"Yea I remember Riley how could I forget." he says.

"Yea she's with me so we're getting in our hotel now i'll see you soon." I say more calm now.

"Ok i'm on my way. I have the address to love you sis." he says and just hearing him say he loves me makes me feel so happy I've really missed him.

"Love you too bro." I say my voice cracking before I hang up. 

I've really missed him. I used to tell him everything. Now I tell Riley but it's not the same as having Evan by my side. The mafia has arranged marriages a lot of the time. Me and Evan agreed that if we had to get married it wouldn't be a bad thing because we're best friends. We were never best friends with benefits or anything. I never had a crush on him. I don't think he ever  had one on me either.

I'm glad though because that would be awkward like really awkward. I look over at Riley and she has a big smile on her face too. I guess she heard our conversation. We all have a lot to catch up on. My mom used to tease up about being boyfriend and girlfriend but it didn't really bother us.  I think maybe he knows deep down that im gay.

It was pretty obvious back then. I never talked about boys a lot. I just hope he doesnt think differently of me when I tell him. I don't think he would but you never really know.  A Lot of people who I thought would support me don't.

Hopefully I can still trust him.

When we get into the hotel there's flowers on the bed. I don't think Evan did that because he knows I'm allergic to roses. There white roses too. The mafia often uses white roses as a truce offering but I don't have a problem with anyone so why would someone want a truce. This whole trip is really freaking me out.

I should probably call my dad and ask him about it but he'll probably just think I'm overreacting. I'm always overreacting though. According to him at least every time I think something is a little weird and I tell him he always tells me it's nothing and to stop freaking out and do my job. He's such a narcissist he only cares about his motives and his well being nobody else's.

"Who do you think would have sent them?" I can tell rileys getting worried because normally she would have just taken them.

"I have no idea, I don't think anyone would want a truce with me." Anyone who would want a truce with me I've already killed so I have no idea who this could be and that's the most frustrating part.

"It's not Evan because he knows you're allergic."

"Yea I know he would've sent lilies those were our favorite." Just as I say that there's a knock on the door. Evans here hopefully he can help us figure out who sent these before we have to get to the bar. We really do have a lot to catch up on.

"Who is it?" I asked cautiously.

"It's Evan, who else would it be?" There's that attitude i've missed all these years.

As soon as I open the door he takes me into his arms. He smells the same. He's definitely taller than the last time we saw each other because he's towering over me. I'm only 5'5 so he's probably like 6 foot. When we break out of our hug I barely get to look at his face before Riley runs into his arms.

They also used to be really close. Riley used to have a crush on him when we were little. It was cute. Hopefully he can stay for a while and doesn't have to go back to the place my dad sent him. I hope he tells us where he was and what he did. He looks ok, he doesn't look like he was hurt or anything. Maybe he's in danger and needs our help.

"Hey where'd the roses come from?" Evans' voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, that's what we were wondering." I forgot he doesn't know why we're in France in the first place. He probably thinks we're on vacation.

"Hey i've been meaning to ask why are you guys here?" he says with a smirk on his face like he already knows. Im so stupid hes been away at my dads thing he defenitly know why were here.

"Well we're here to kill a man. Why are you here?" I say bluntly. He looks at me with the biggest grin on his face. I missed his smile. It's always contagious.

"Funny thing is I'm also here to kill a man." He says a bit confused.

What is going on? There's no way were both here to kill someone.

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