Bloody Desires

XLIX

"we almost fucking died" Elena dramatically sobbed in the back seat

cain was obviously angry

because of mio, and a little of elena

"elena it's okay, you didn't get hurt" i looked in the back seat, trying my best to calm her

her makeup was all over her white angel costume, from it running down her face

"what are you talking about? I'm crying because i didn't get the bartender's number" she sobbed, into her palms

"but when i walked in there you looked scared?"

"i'm over that, i just wanted his number." she said, wiping away her mascara stained tears

"oh your birthday present" she squealed, reaching into her bag

but wasn't she just upset?

she changes moods faster than i go through men

"here" she handed me a small pink box, covered in glitter and finished off with a white bow

"thank you" i replied hesitantly, sitting back in my seat and opening the gift

when it comes to elena, she is very unpredictable

it was a rose

no, not a ROSE

a rose

"a sex toy" she squealed in the back seat

"mio gives off small dick energy, you're welcome" she sat back in her seat, proud of herself

best fucking gift ever

i mentally screamed

oh i'm using this everyday

"mio can't even stand up now, how is he gonna fuck her" i heard cain mumble to himself

"jealous?" i said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear

still analyzing the gift i received

"i dare you" he said, his voice becoming more threatening

i looked over to him, confused

"go run to him, i fucking dare you"

he slammed on the gas out of anger

so speeding is therapeutic to him?

"run us off the road then, you won't" i rested my chin on my palm, with my arm on the center console

he wouldn't hurt me

he pretends he will

"you heard me, do it"

his grip tightened on the wheel

"uh guys, i'm sure there are better ways for us to sort out an argument" elena nervously laughed, tapping our arms

he pushed the gas down as far as it could go, with his foot

"guys?" elena screamed

he hesitated to turn the wheel

his eyes switched back and forth

from the woods, to the road

there is a good chance we would all die if we swerved off the pavement

but i know he wouldn't

he slammed his fist on the horn, making the car project a brief honking noise

and pulled over, his tires screeching as they made traction with the road

"you stress me out so badly" he said, switching the car gear into park, and grabbing a pack of cigarettes

"you love it" i yelled, as he got out of the car, and shut the door

i turned around to see elena, who fainted in the back seat

dramatic

•••

"i'm telling you i'm the better cook" dante yelled at torrian

"cook for us then, then we will judge" cain suggested

"what do we cook?" torrian asked, slightly frustrated

"an italian basic, spaghetto"

the way it rolled off his tongue sent chills down my spine

and to other places too

chill out mia

"miarelle amaila rossi" torrian yelled

"don't say my full government name" i said, taking a sip of water

"we were basically saying that you can't be an unfair judge, before you dozed off" malakai replied, completing ignoring what i said

i didn't doze off

but whatever

i nodded my head in agreement and they began cooking
••

"your food makes my stomach hurt" i said, banging my hand against the kitchen counter

with my head resting on my arm

"you didn't even try it yet" dante said, bringing his plate over to us

the smell smart ass

"think of it as a Birthday dinner" he forced a smile, sliding the plates towards us

i looked at both of the plates, with equal disgust

"honestly torrian's looks better" i said, twirling the noodles with my fork

"try it" he said, through closed teeth

"was that supposed to be intimidating?" i questioned, bored

"mia, for fucks sake" dante yelled, throwing his hands up

damn, no need to throw a tantrum

"fine" i rolled my eyes, and bit into dante's spaghetto at the same time as cain

and it barely made it down my throat before it was back on the floor

"hah, she threw up your food. I win" torrian said, and punched dante's chest

"i like it?" cain said, facing me

"you okay?" he placed a hand on my thigh

i nodded

"i just don't feel good"

he lifted me off the chair

"cain i got to clean that" i pointed to dante's regurgitated food on the floor

"i got it. rest" he said, walking up to my room

"Buona Notte, Bellissima" he gently kissed my forehead, and placed the covers over me

then left the room

i started to doze off, when rapid gunfire shattered my window

and dented my walls

A/N
Somebody get me a cain 😩

Until Next Time My Loves🥰