What Lovely Kidneys You Have (An Eyeless Jack P.O.V & Romance)

16 - Unmasking Me Would Be Like Staring Into The Face of a Monster

"W-what?" Nadia asked with a nervous stutter moments after Adrian had spoken his revelation.

I began simmering in my own slowly patterned anger, annoyance clawing dangerously at my gut; I simply hate when people know of my whereabouts and existence without my given permission.

He sighed a little, his voice all too knowing, "You know who I am talking about."

"There's no one under my bed," she awkwardly giggled, her voice drenched with fake amusement; she was not too well under pressure.

"You're lying. I heard you talking to-"

"No really," she stopped him, confidence somewhat building, "There's no one under my bed. You can check if you want..."

I was impressed by her bold decision to challenge him on his own assumptions, which I myself was silently hoping she would do so that I could get out of this predicament. Quietly, I shuffled towards the opposite side of the bed where the two of them weren't standing and readied myself. He huffed a little, slowly lowering himself onto his knees since he was an older man and needed the extra help to get low to the ground, and the split second he bent over and lifted the covers up, I was already on top of the mattress and then jumping over his back without making a single sound, slipping into the bathroom where I stayed hidden behind the door.

"Told ya so," Nadia said, her voice sounding relieved as it could possibly be.

I leaned over and peered through the crack between the door and the wall as I watched Adrian push himself to his feet before glancing around the room suspiciously, shaking his head, "I could've sworn he was in here..."

"There is no 'he'," she covered, looking confused, "I really don't know what you're talking about."

"But this does," he said quickly as he pulled a small dark blue book from a pocket inside the flap of his coat, holding it up. There was nothing interesting or spectacular about it, and I wondered what its relevance was.

Nadia's eyes sort of widened at the sight of it as shock fumbled onto her face before anger took over and she swatted her hand for it, "Give that back!"

"Nadia, explain. Now."

"No! I can't believe you took my diary!" She yelled, looking peeved and uncomfortable.

Diary, huh? I can literally taste the discontent in my mouth.

He shook his head, flipping through the pages until he stopped at one, holding it up for her to see, "You don't know who I'm talking about, huh? Him. I'm talking about this man! Who is he Nadia?"

I inwardly growled, the noise barely reaching my throat as I tried to keep calm, but a strange twinge of betrayal was already hitting my chest. She had allowed for him to know of me, hadn't she?

She ran a hand through her hair, shaking her head as her eyes failed to reach his, "I-I don't know, okay? I didn't, um, I don't know, just give it back!"

Adrian looked hesitant, but he gave in, tossing the book on the mattress and Nadia quickly snatched it up, holding it in between her fingers tightly, "I understand that you're probably afraid, but I won't let this go. You know exactly who I'm referring to, and we both know that he's dangerous. Now, I don't know where he could've gone, but I swear he was in here, and I've seen him before once, but I didn't realize that he knew you. Nadia, I need you to talk to me, when you're ready, and we'll get this sorted out. Whoever's visiting you, or, whatever's visiting you, can't anymore; it's something bad."

He paused, waiting for a response, but she kept her lips shut and her head down like a child speaking to a parent who had just discovered a dangerous secret. He sighed a little, nodding as though he was accepting her silence and he turned, ready to leave before glancing around the room once more, "Be careful, and I'll be back tomorrow."