Me After You (Completed)

Chapter 16: The Rest of Our Story

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And this is how the whole issue with Italy happened. I hope I not disapointed you all and we are now returning to present time! Uff, this took longer than I expected. :D

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MACAU:

I was standing by the plane, not knowing exactly what was going on. I thought the map would lead me to Mikolaj's estate, but it didn't. I was looking around, trying to collect my thoughts, and then I saw Vegas running towards me.

- Phi! - I shouted and threw myself into his arms.

He hugged me so tightly that my bones felt like they were starting to break, but I gripped him myself with a similar force. My brother pulled away from me, holding my face in trembling hands.

- Are you okay? - he asked, and I immediately shook my head. - God, how good that Alcazio quit the mission.

I froze as I stared at him in surprise. No, that couldn't be true. After all, he supported me there, he was wounded himself! He could not...

- What mission? - I asked heavily, but Vegas was already dragging me to the plane. - Huh, what mission?!

- What mission can a hired killer have...

It felt as if something was dying in me. I stared at Vegas's fingers on my arm in disbelief. Everything went quiet around me, I couldn't hear any of his words anymore, only the two he had just said - "hired killer". Alcazio was not a bodyguard for Mikolaj, he was his guy for dirty work. I analyzed his past words and couldn't understand how stupid I was. I believed so strongly that my brother's friend would not hurt me that I ignored every red flag he showed in last couple of day and then I even let him touch me. I said I love him...

I was so ashamed, I felt tears gathering under my eyelids, and one was running down my trembling cheek. How stupid I am? I really believed that something had started between us. Was it amusing for him? Hearing my stories, watching me blush, making me give him my consent. God, how he must have laughed at me. 

We were at the stairs when I looked away for the last time, focusing on the gray buildings in front of the airport and that's when I saw him. Dressed in black, with a beanie falling over his face. Our eyes met for a second and I wrenched my hand free from my brother's grip.

- I'll be right back - I promised, and without taking my eyes off the figure, I started walking towards him.

He freaked out as he turned and walked behind the building, but I started running.

- Macau! - Vegas shouted.

- Be right back! - I repeated, and it was the first time I had really raised my voice at brother.

I ran behind the building and saw the back door ajar, I bravely stepped in, and there he was, standing against the wall as if waiting for me.

- You have the nerve - I started, then walked over to him and I truly wanted to punch this lying motherfucker hard in the face, but I simply couldn't. The hand stopped just in front of his cheek, and this time I let myself cry.