Part 33; Your death will forever haunt me

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Valentinos POV

"So what Kio and Kalob? Bring me to the latest news." I told them sitting on my office chair again.

"Elijah is our number one enemy. That's not good to have Valentino." Kalob said.

"It's all because of that stupid bitch!" Kio scoffed.

"Don't call her that again." I threatened.

"Are you defending her?" Kalob laughed.

"Stay out of it! You don't know her as I do!"

"Really? The crazy bitch who kidnapped you and took you to the enemy. Who left you-."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled. "No one here talks about her. She's dead it doesn't matter anymore." I accepted it. "Get out both of you."

They both looked at me in shock and I turned my chair as they left. It's all because of me. She should have just let me die.

No matter the human she is. She still doesn't deserve to die. But I never will understand that woman. I know the man who does though. And I can't live without knowing her now that she's dead.

I dialed the number of one of my ex-whores and opened a bottle of tequila I had in the minibar. I sat back and drank from the bottle.

I wonder if that baby was mine. But I won't live until I know who killed her so they can die a painfully slow death. Because I know they did the same to her.

"Hello?"

"It's Valentino."

"Look who's calling after so long!" She laughed.

"Shut the fuck up and get here as fast as you can." I hanged up and drank heavily.

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"Your pathetic!" Kalob walked into my office.

"Fuck off!" I rolled my eyes thinking it was the whore.

"Your third bottle really? Were never finding Sarah this way!"

"THAT'S YOUR FUCKING JOB! You find a way and I agree with it or not!" I yelled.

"Is this about Angelina?" He asked looking at all the alcohol.

I closed my eyes and a wave of pure anger came out of me. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE!" I stood up ready to throw him out.

"Tomorrow we will start the operation on rescuing Sarah. I hope you're better by then and your whore is on her way up here." He closed the door and I threw the bottle at the wall.

I threw everything off my desk and walked to my small library. I threw them back and book by book started falling. I grabbed a book and started breaking the tv on the wall. The door opened and I quickly stopped.

"I think I can find a better moment." The whore said.

"No!" I ordered her and walked up to her. I grabbed her neck and slammed her to the wall. "Why'd you come so late?" I kissed her neck harshly.

"Your drunk I should come later." She tried getting off me but I slammed her harder into the wall.

"You're hurting me-." She said as I choked her to the wall.

I got off her and grabbed my gun. "Valentino? It's me? What's wrong with you?" I started looking at Angelina.

"Everyone wants the bad guy." I waved my gun pointing it at her.

"It's Amy! I'M NOT ANGELINA!" She yelled thinking I knew it wasn't her.

"I know your Estella I know! I know you are not Angelina! WHY! Why'd you had to die for me? WHY!" I picked up the bottle and threw it at her.

She ran to the door but I quickly slammed it closed. "Please Valentino." She cried.

"I'm not planning on killing you! I love you! Why are you scared of me!" I pointed my gun at my head.

"Valentino! Your drunk!" She walked to the door

"Oh, I won't kill myself either! That's too easy I need to suffer. I will learn from this. Oh yes, I will!" I chuckled.

"Let me leave."

"LEAVE! THE DOOR IS YOURS ANGELINA! Or should I say, Estella!" I yelled.

She walked out the door and left me all alone again. I felt as if she just died all over again. I slowly sat on the floor and chugged the rest of the third bottle.

I think I will never go past her death. Probably because it was all my fault

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A/N

I wonder what they will do when they see each other again...if Angelina is still alive...

-Stephanie

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