ENTANGLED STRINGS OF PAST

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Hazel Grey

I saw him walking downstairs. The warmth of Aiden's hold went away with him and the coldness wrapped me again bringing me back to my reality.

Ignoring everything I went to find Mariana. I walked into her room and there she was sleeping with headphones, no wonder she didn't hear the gunshot.

As I was going to wake her up I saw some shadows lurking in the darkness towards Aiden's office. Instead of waking her up I closed the door and walked towards the office.

The gun was positioned in my hand and the knife was in my back pocket. With slow steps, I came to the office's door.

I opened the door and as expected I was welcomed with two men pointing the gun towards me and one holding a knife.

I entered the office and closed the door behind me so that they couldn't escape.

I took slow steps towards them with my gun pointing at them.

I saw the expression of fear on every one of their faces.

"You know who I am, don't you?" they knew who I was or I should say who I was before I left Vegas. I knew the past would creep into my life again but I didn't expect so earlier.

"You are alive!" one of them said in a voice drowned in horror. I remember this accent.

"Unfortunately yes"

"Why are you here? I guess Dmitry's stalking on enemy habit hasn't changed" I said smirking.

"You shouldn't be alive!" another one shouted in the same horror with the same Russian accent.

"I know but I am alive and ready to come back again!" I glared into his eyes.

"But unfortunately you won't be alive to witness it" As I completed my words I threw the knife straight into one of the men holding the gun and kicked another one into his groin. The knife went straight into his neck and the other one was on the ground crying like a baby.

Two down one left who was holding the knife.

I threw the gun and took the knife from the dead body. The guns aren't my style, "it will be fun with the knife" I said to the last one. "Let's see if Dmitry's men still have that fighting skills"

But before I could fight the man, he threw his knife and fell onto his knees, "How can we forget you?" his words were more like a statement than a question. "I have worked under you, learned from you. We have given you our loyalty before Dmitry"

"And it will be my privilege to die from your hands," he said and lowered his head. I couldn't move, just stared at him. He wasn't Russian but someone who trusted me.

"Hey what the hell you are doing? Just fucking kills her!" the one lying on the ground shouted but he ignored it.

This was what I was afraid of. I left things in my past and ran off like a coward.

"No I can't kill you" I stared into his eyes. "Please, don't say this" he pleaded, "We lost everything when we thought you were gone, so helplessly we joined hands with Dmitry. He made us do all the sins you once protected us from. We are filled with sins but now when I have seen you alive I can die peacefully" his eyes were shining with a strange fire.

"I can't do this, don't make me"

He nodded and picked up the gun lying on the floor, "I have given you my loyalty and now it's time to give you my blood. Everyone is still waiting for you" As he said this he fired the bullet straight into his head, within a second he was dead. NO! I shouted but it was late

The blood scattered all around with a few drops on me. I fell onto my knees, my eyes heated with the urge to cry but I can't cry now. No!

Before I could think of anything else and strong punch landed on my face and brought my senses back. I collected myself and glared into his eyes, he moved a few steps back.

In a frustrated motion, I grabbed him and pinned him to the nearest wall.

"I think you have forgotten about me" I can see fear in his eyes.

"No...", "Try to remind yourself about me in hell" I was blinded by my rage.

"They will come and kill you! GREY!" he called me by the name I wanted to burn with me that night , but in one strike I slit his neck with my blade with his blood on me shutting him down

DEMONS INSIDE ME FINALLY TASTED THE BLOOD

His lifeless body fell onto the floor and I stood in the middle of the office with dripping blood and a knife in my hands.

In another second the door opened and Aiden came to my vision. He was panting heavily but stood in a state of shock.

"Please tell me none of this blood belongs to you!"

I couldn't say anything but shook my head. He left a breath of relief, came to me, and wrapped me in the warmth of his hands. I couldn't resist him. It felt calming.

"Sorry I messed up your office" My voice came more like a whisper but he heard it.

He removed his hands from me and looked around, "do you think I give a damn about it?"

I couldn't say anything so I stared into the ocean-blue eyes, looking at me filled with concern, not fear. After some time Terry entered the office and I took a few steps back from Aiden.

Without any other words, I left the office, if I stayed a little more there I would have lost my shit!

I closed the door of my room and sat there with my back sported by it.

I saw Mr. Pumpkin pie lying exactly where we left him, I felt his eyes on my hands covered in blood.

I was feeling disgusting. I ran towards the bathroom and started washing my hands vigorously.

I cleaned every ounce of it but I couldn't clean the ones I had on my soul. My eyes were burning with the urge to shed my tears but I didn't allow them, the skin on my hand and my arms were turning dark red due to intense rubbing but I didn't care. I want to clean it all every drop of it; the smell of it! I continued rubbing vigorously, and my hand started bleeding but I didn't stop.

All of a sudden two hands grabbed me from the back holding me tightly preventing me from hurting myself. He turned me towards him, held my face in his hands and I locked my eyes with his blue ones.

Every voice bumping in my head came to a stop. All I could focus on was his eyes.
I didn't know how he came in, but the way he held me I didn't want him to leave.