Guns and Roses

Chapter 18 - 3rd Victom

Rafael pov -

"Grey...do you hate me?" She said softly and tilted her head to the side. Her big hazel eyes admiring mine.

"Yes. A lot." I responded dryly and stared at her coldly. Her face dropped to a upset one, her plump pink lips weren't smiling anymore. Her big hazel eyes didn't show joy anymore.

"Oh.." she said with a soft voice making me feel that similar feeling I felt a while ago. I clench my jaw and looked away from her.

"B-but—why?" She said with a soft low tone. I looked into her bright curious eyes.

I clench my fists tightly.

Fuck.

I didn't respond and looked back down at my drink and lifted the glass. I took a long sip and placed the drink back down.

I glued my eyes down at the counter and away from her.

"Grey...I can leave if you want me to..?" Her soft voice said and I knew was hurt by what I said. I knew I had a cold heart and never expressed emotions.

I let my eyes look down at her. I looked away again. I didn't feel like answering her question. Simply cuz I didn't have an answer to it.

I can feel her struggle to get off the high stool but she looses balance and almost fell down with the stool but my fast reflexes grabbed her waist and pulled her in as I leaned down towards her.

Her face was just an inch away. Her eyes were wide as she stared at me. I can feel her fast breath hitting my lips.

I looked down at her lips and back at her eyes. "Careful." I said with my usual deep tone. I pulled away sat correctly in my place as I took a sip of my drink.

It took her a few seconds to process what's happening and then I felt movement. I looked at the door and see her open the door to leave.

I looked back at my drink and groan. I am a fucking fbi for a reason.

I get up and walked to the door. I opened it and see her turned to me confused. I get in my car before saying. "Get in." I said coldly and sat in my seat.

I put on the seatbelt and waited for her. She then opened the door and got in. I simply am doing this for my job. I didn't even feel like talking about my emotions to myself and don't ever plan on talking about it.

"Grey." A soft voice interrupted the tension in the car. I didn't respond but she continued.

"You don't have to see me anymore if I make you uncomfortable.." her fucking sweet voice said. I coldly stared at the road as I drove.

"Ok" I said coldly and I can hear her scoff. "Okay? You know what I want you to suffer with me around. So I won't stop." She said and I looked at her confused for a couple seconds.

She had her arms crossed over her chest and looked at the side window watching outside. Is this fucking girl high?

She's unbelievable.

I see her apartment turn up and I park slowly. She mumbled some words under her breath, I couldn't hear what it was. I stared at the road and held my gaze to the parking lot not daring to look over at her.

"Thanks." She said softly and opened the door. "Grey, we should do this more often." she started. Once fucking again.

I didn't reply and stared at the road. She's wrong, we shouldn't do this again. "Okay i will go inside. And stop texting me so dry. I will murder you in your sleep." She said getting all defensive all of a sudden.

Fuck.

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Dana's pov -

Watched him from the window in the apartment as he drove off after a few seconds. My heart was racing at the thought of tomorrow.

Maybe because it will be the last two pills for my meds and I'll need to refill them by tomorrow or else—- yk..

I need to go to the doctors. It's not a over counter pills, that's the problem.

I did my night routine and laid on the couch. I take my phone out and the only thing I can actually do on this thing is text Grey.

I smile for reason and started to type. After a few deleted words I tried again and typed a simple sentence.

Dana- 'hi grey, did you get home?'

I turn my phon down on my chest as I wait for his reply. Why am I even behaving like this. It's a odd feeling I never had.

My smile dropped immediately as I heard a bloody murder scream. I gasped and sat up. I looked at my door as my heart raced to the rooftop.

What was that?

I run to the door and locked the door to its Max and breathed in heavily. I walked to the window with jelly legs. My legs felt like they would fall down.

I-is it another one?

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Bye bye 👋