31| Shoot Me

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Ethan

Chapter 31|Shoot Me

Fuck!

I was so angry at myself. I don't know why I said what I said? God, I was just so surprised to see him there-

I mean, since when is he alive and back? Of course I heard shit, but I simply put it down as gossip. Then there was Nova and she was being crazy, saying all these things. Again, I just assumed it was just her going through something.

I let out a deep breath as I get patched up from the bullets he shot me with. Nova isn't a bitch, she's so perfect and kind and...I love her. I'm in love with her.

"Who'd you puss of this time?" I look down at her, wincing when she presses down on my wound.

"Shut it, Vera." I mutter.

"I'm just saying, I'm used to being your hero." She smiles and I roll my eyes, "But don't you think four times a week is a bit too much." She finches me up kicking the stool she was sitting on back.

"I have a lot going on lately." I simply say.

"Be carful, I might just think you're obsessed with me." She laughs, washing her hands.

"Sure." I mutter. The only person I could be obsessed with is her. She's just so different from everyone else and we could be great together. We both come from strong mafias, together we could be unstoppable.

Vera seemed to notice my sudden quietnesses, coming beside me. "Hey, you sure you're okay?"

"Now who's the obsessed one?" I smirk.

Vera pushes my head away with a smile. I turn my back to her, picking up my T-shirt.

"Look who's back. I think it's your true stalker." Vera whispers to me. I look over my shoulder, seeing the blond hair.

Forgetting the T-shirt in my hand I turn around and see her standing there in jeans and a black top. Her eyes looking around at all of the men and women, sparring, working out or practicing there already perfect aim.

"What are you doing here?" I get straight to the point, after what she did, I should kill her.

"How'd it go?" She walks closer to me, crossing her arms over herself.

"Shit." I shrug, walking towards her with a glare. "But, you already knew that." I spit.

She acts confused and innocent but I see through her. I've had a snake in my life before that I know one when I see it. She's a walking red flag. "What? Ethan, I haven't done anything."

"You didn't tell me that you don't speak to her anymore- oh no, she no longer speaks to you." I jab my finger at her chest. My accent is a lot more clear the angrier I get.

She looks down, caught red handed. "Didn't think it mattered." She mutters.

"Didn't th- are you fucking stupid, Kelly?" I step back from her. "Do you know what I fucking said? It got me fucking shot!" I point to my shoulder where a banged is wrapped around it.

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