Her Secrets

10

|Sean's POV|

Taking out my phone, I searched for the familiar name.

Alessio.

Him and I would barely speak these days. However, I'd go to pay him a visit every once or twice in a week to ensure that he wasn't doing anything stupid like killing himself. He would spend his entire day torturing the living hell out of Luigi who deserved it.

I waited for him to answer the call. I knew there was a high chance he wouldn't pick it up but I did it anyway. Much to my surprise, he answered the call, his deep rough voice rang through my ears, "hey, what's up?" 

"Alessio," I pursed my lips in a thin line, "I called to ask you whether you've been to my club and tortured a dude a few hours ago. Was that you?"

"A dude?" He repeated, "at your club? Which one? The one you named to mock me?"

"Yeah," I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "I found a guy lying there—"

"Wait, wait," he cut me off making me furrow my brows, "how could you have found him? I've gotten rid of him hours ago." There was a minute of silence from both our sides. I was beyond confused. "Sean," he spoke after a few more seconds of silence, "did you see a girl there? Long black hair? Blue eyes? Pale skin?"

"Yes. You know her?" I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a groan, "I'm so fucking confused right now."

"Same, bro. What's going on?" He asked, "where's the girl? How come you've spoken to her? How do you even know her? Fuck, how did you even see that man? He was gotten rid minutes after he died."

"I—" I paused, sighing. My mind was a mess. I was beyond confused. "—could you come over? I'm gonna need you to solve this shit for me."

"I'm on my way," he muttered which literally shocked me because I thought he wouldn't. He didn't even bother to go to Blake's wedding. Right, Blake and his fiancee who I think her name was Marissa got married a few weeks ago—it was a grand thing though I did not attend neither did Alessio. While the others were quick to get over Thea's death, I couldn't. She was my god damn sister and I missed her more than anything though I wouldn't show it.

I put my phone back in my pocket and plopped down on the couch in my living room, waiting for Alessio to show up. After what felt like hours, he entered my house, looking like a mess. His black hair was dishevelled and there were visible dark circles under his eyes—which I got used to.

He sat down across me, crossing his legs as he stared at me, "what was this you were telling me?" His voice was hoarse and confused. I cleared my throat before I began to explain everything to him; how I told my men to kidnap a girl, how they kidnapped the wrong girl, how they saw a body there, how the girl told me that the man gave away his name.

Alessio was staring at me, his lips parted and his eyes wide opened as I reached the end of my sentence. He was quiet. I narrowed my eyes at him, watching as he stood up and let out a groan, "can you take me to that girl?

I nodded, standing up as well. I then began walking in the direction of the basement with him following me quietly and closely behind. After a few more steps, I opened the mental door, revealing the girl who was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, her head thrown back and soft snores coming out from her. Maybe I left her out there for too long?

"Athena?" The name flew out of Alessio's mouth which made me furrow my brows in confusion. He walked towards her, taking rather large steps, "fucking hell," he breathed out once he was standing right in front of her, "is she dead?"

"I don't know," I shrugged, rolling my eyes at the dumb guy in front of me, my voice laced with sarcasm as I spoke, "it's not like she's snoring or anything."

"Fuck—" he brought a hand to her face, pushing a strand of her hair away from her face, "—Athena? Wake up."

I walked over to her and shook her shoulders slightly, "yeah, Athena, wake up, it's time to go home." She jolted awake at my touch, scowling when her eyes landed on me, "what do you want, you fucker?"

"Wow, I must say I'm hurt that you did not notice me first." Alessio dramatically said making her flicker her eyes to him in shock, "fucking hell. Took you long enough."

"Wait, what the fuck is going on? How do you two know each other?" I leaned against the wall, facing the two with my arms crossed, my brows furrowed as I awaited for either of them to begin talking.