Only you

Chapter 25 | Camilla

"I'm going to use the restroom," I said to Julian loud enough that the whole table heard me.

I felt the man that had been sitting across from me staring at my side. He was getting on my goddamn nerves and if you asked me why the hell I had been talking to him at all, I wouldn't know what to say because honestly I didn't fucking know.

Or maybe I did and I didn't want to admit that it was because I just wanted to piss Julian off. Ever since we stepped in here, he'd been up my ass telling me to stay close to him like I couldn't kick someone off their feet in less than a second. Truthfully though, I regretted being friendly to this man. I mean, I even smiled at him for fucks sake. I didn't smile at anyone.

I felt Julian's pissed off energy from right next to me.

I looked Julian in his pretty brown eyes, the ones that I occasionally got lost in, before I walked off. I looked up at the restroom sign seeing that there was another hallway next to it that was dimly lit. I figured I would check there first so I started to walk faster in that direction once I realized no one was standing there.

The hallway was dark with multiple rooms and a restroom at the end to the far left.

"Alex, Adrian, are you guys set?" I asked into the mic making sure to push it into my ear more.

Two seconds went by and there was still silence in the earpiece.

"Alex!?" I said again stopping in the middle of the hallway. Silence. Goddamn silence. Of course they would give me the bad one. And I was the fucking one that needed it.

I was just going to have to do it without them.

I started to walk to one of the doors when I realized I actually did need to use the restroom and should use it before doing anything else. I turned my body and headed towards it but as I opened the door, I immediately got greeted with one of the strippers by the sink. I couldn't see her face, only the dark red of her hair. I didn't bother paying any attention to her until I started to walk to a stall and she called out my name. I halted in my spot trying to process the voice behind me.

Camilla? It could not be her.

If she was here, then he was.

I didn't hesitate in pulling the gun out from my strap, turning around quickly and taking the safety off before pointing the end of my barrel directly to her head as I took in her features. She still looked the same, but this time with red hair instead of light brown and her eyes were red with her pupils dilated.

Was she high? I could tell it was a hard drug, ─ cocaine maybe ─ and not weed because the bags under her eyes were trying to seep through her makeup. Overall, I could tell her face was giving up on her by now.

"Elisia what are you doing here?" she asked, but I got straight to the point.

"Where is he?"

"Who? ... Elisia-"