Chapter Thirty: Weird Exes

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Changing the music, a couple times I try to find something more.... relaxing?

"Why are you playing soap opera in the background?" Matteo asks, eyes glued on his phone "Would you prefer Kidz Bop?" I question looking at the boy that has been by my side through a lot of shit, quite literally. We had to escape an alleyway by going down into the sewers.

After a long drive we reached the building where the party is being held and oh my days, if I stayed in one place longer than a month I would live here.

"We all ready?" Zane asks, as we all walk in a line.

"Whose idea was it to park at the back" Elizabeth asks, walking next to me.

"Yours, now please shut up" Sheila answers from the earpiece

Stopping the group, I see the back door unguarded, for a man who is wanted, doesn't have good security. Walking up to the door I look through the window to see that only a few feet away are people talking and drinking champagne as they have no idea what is in the basement of this building or the fact that the man hosting is a killer.

"Guys!" I whisper nodding my head to the door, raising my eyebrow they get my idea and I open the door wide enough for them to head in, when the group is in, I start to close the door

"Are you not coming?" Elizabeth asks, looking at me.

"We all know she needs her grand entrance" Zane answers for me from the earpiece, chuckling I close the door behind Elizabeth and walk to the front "We ditching the plan and just going with the flow?" Zane asks when I approach him, walking next to him I link my arm through his and nod.

"When do I ever follow the plan" I laugh in response, Zane just shaking his head, his famous pant dropping smile displays.

"Everybody in their places?" Dante asks through the earpiece. Everyone answers with a small yes.

"Show time" I whisper walking into the building with Zane.

Before opening the big doors, you can already hear the classical music playing in the ballroom. Entering the building I look around to find our target, who by the way is extremely easy to spot when he has a whole crowd of people around him. "We have only three exits on this floor" Zane whispers checking for the cameras

"There are other ways to exit a building" I say grabbing a drink off the tray that is going around.

Walking around the room I wait for the signal, I'm not sure what it is but Dante said I would know, so for now I'm keeping a low profile, by drinking a few beers while talking with the bartender.

"You here with anyone?" Simon asks, and if you don't know Simon, Simon is the hot bartender who is keeping me company. I have gotten to learn a lot about him in the span of 30 minutes.

Like his favourite colour is yellow, he has two dogs named Bobby and Patrik, he loves food, hates his parents, has no taste in style, can't really afford nice shoes. He had seven ex-girlfriends, the first was his high school lover, they broke up because she couldn't deal with the long-distance relationship.

The second girl cheated on him with his cousin and apparently, they only dated for a month.

Third girl admitted dated him to get close with his brother. Fourth dated him for a month then ended the relationship because she realized she was lesbian and dated his ex, the second ex.

Then he told me about his fifth, they dated when he was 20 and they broke up because she moaned his dads name during sex. That's when I nearly died of laughter, choking on my champagne was not the prettiest sight either.

The next girl was to controlling and wanted everything she couldn't have, she had bad trust issues and stalked him everywhere when she thought he was cheating.

Finally, the seventh was not a girl, Simon admitted that he thought he might be gay just because how shit his relationships were. He dated this man called Ricky, let's just say Ricky wanted that d on the first night they met. If you know what I mean.

That scared Simon. So, he was clever enough to stop dating.

For a year.

"I'm here with a friend just not sure where she went" I answer him sipping on my beer.

"Excuse me? May I have everyone's attention!" A voice spoke through the microphone.

Turning in my seat I look to the small stage to see Dante, catching everyone's attention. "I'm Going to find my friend; I suggest you leave early. Let the man in the back take over" I say finishing my drink, patting Simon on the head.

Walking through the hallway I ask a few of the guards where the toilets were, but to my amazing suspicions I open the door leading to the basement "Where is everyone?" I ask through the earpiece

"Me and Zane are heading to the computer room now" Elizabeth says

"Sheila is heading to the ballroom to keep an eye on your dad, Vinnie is blocking the back exit, so everyone has to leave though the front door, I am down in the basement unlocking the doors" Matteo says.

"On my way, Dante is busy. This should be quick" I state, running down the small set of stairs, meeting Mattheo, and just in time as he pushes the door open

"M'lady" Matteo says bowing down for me to pass

"Such a gentleman" I laugh hitting his head, walking in "Lights?" I ask,

The lights flicker having trouble staying on, looking around I see no one "You think they're here?" Matteo asks

"They have to be, Antonio wouldn't go far without them" I huff, feeling Matteo's hand on my shoulder.

Brushing his hand off, I reach down for a rock and chuck it into the dark, not seeing when it lands nor hearing if it lands "The fuck was that for" A raspy voice says before having a whole coughing fit.

Both Matteo and I turn to each other with the same look "Hello?" Matteo says.

Hitting the dumb shit on the back of the head I kiss my teeth "Really? You think they're just going to say 'Oh hey I'm over here, in the dark, nothing to be afraid of. You know definitely might not be a killer waiting to surprise attack you' because I'm very positive they won't" I snap

"Skyler?" The voice croaks.

Staring wide eyed into the dark I grab my phone, turning on the flash light, slowing walking over to see a body hanging from chains. Blood dripping from there hanging head, bruising all over their body.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" 

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