The Assassins Kill

chapter 10- morning after.

a place where nobody knows- No Rome
you were good to me- Jeremy Zucker
ghostin- Ariana Grande

*Jades pov*

i feel my hair being pushed behind my hair and a very familiar hand cup my face. i stretch and the hand retreats away from me. opening my eyes i see the sun shining through the dark blue curtains and the grey walls of a certain enemy. the anxiety growing in my stomach at the remembrance of last night, i look down at his face. with bags under his eyes and his hair a mess, my heart still skips a beat. he has a small smile on his lips and his brown eyes are almost sparkling. we look at each other for a moment, still waking up.

i turn away from his gaze and my heart drops when i feel the sheets on my very naked skin. i quickly gather up the remaining blanket and cover myself, leaving Julian now fully naked. i scream and jump out of bed, wrapping the sheets around my chest. i turn around and cover my eyes, he chuckles.

"nothing you haven't seen before Jadey.." he teases and i scoff. men.

once i know he has something on, i turn around. "this was a lapse in judgment, you do know that right?" i snap at him.

"was it?" he questions.

"we were wasted." i cross my arms in front of my chest.

"not blackout." he shoots back. i tap my foot on the ground and glare at him.

"i still feel the same about you. this was a one time thing Julian." he stares into my eyes from across the bed, and i squint.

"really?" he asks, still studying my face.

"yes. really. you're my boss, nothing more. i wouldn't never do that sober." his face drops and he turns away, i take that as my cue to go to the bathroom and get dressed. i couldn't let him have false hope about any of this, having feelings for Julian Barley is the opposite of how i feel. he's not my type anyways.

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i unlock the door to my apartment, rubbing my forehead and walking inside. seriously, what the fuck was i thinking? i set my purse on the counter and stand in the kitchen for a moment, thinking.

my panicking is interrupted when i hear the shower turn on. i freeze, my heart could jump out of my chest. i walk over to my purse and grab my pocket knife. creeping down the hallway to the bathroom, i question myself on who the fuck could be in my house.

i reach the bathroom door. taking a deep breath i kick the door open, causing it to fling off the hinges and break. i see a familiar blurry (naked) body behind the curtains and i almost laugh.

"Eli?" i mumble to myself. suddenly the water comes to a stop, and i start my racing thoughts again. i haven't seen him since the accident, what does he want?

the shower curtains abruptly slide open, revealing the naked body i once used to know. his eyes widen and he screams, causing me to also scream. how many naked men do i have to see in one day bro.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING JD!?" he yells and i turn around, running to the living room. after a couple minutes of mentally screaming at myself for being such a creep, Elijah walks into the room. his tan skin is still damp, the dark brown curls on his head drip water on his face, and his green eyes are bright.