You Smell Like Trouble.

Chapter 11: Don't Wait Up

"So... why were you talking to Dominic earlier?" I ask Blade.

He switches his hands on the steering wheel so now his left is steering, and he places his right on my thigh, "nothing you need to worry that pretty little head about. What do you want to do today?"

"There isn't much choice. It's not like we can go out again, right? What if there're people waiting for us to?"

"True. You can come to the office with me if you want. We'll be safe there, and it's out of the house."

"Mm... neh. I'd rather stay home."

He smiles, "okay. I'll be leaving around ten tonight, and I don't know what time I'll be back."

"What? Why?" It has something to do with Dominic, I know it.

"I have to meet someone about something, don't worry."

I let silence sit for a minute then ask the question I've been dying to, "what's your history with Dom?"

He parks the car then takes a deep breath, "you sure you wanna hear it? It's a lot."

I nod.

"When I was younger, all of us used to be close. All of us as in Zay, Ana, Dom, and I. But that girl I told you about, Nizhoni, was Dom's cousin. At first, Dominic didn't believe I'd do something to harm her because he knew how much I loved her. Then when he found out, he tried to kill me. But our families put and end to our brawl... that was until Dom's family found out I did what I did. Now, the Auclair's and Guiao's are enemies and have been for years. Last year, we decided to sign a peace-treaty though, and apparently, it was just his plan to get access back into our territory. Without a peace-treaty, a clan can't roam into another's space. But I went soft when he reached out."

"You weren't soft, Blade. You just had hope for your friend." I respond.

"We're not friends anymore, bella."

"You could be though." I smile. I know, I sound like a kid with the whole "friendship" shit, but I genuinely believe there's some love left in their relationship. Blade was a kid, and was forced to do what he did, even though there was an alternate way. Maybe Domonic secretly knows that, and that's why he's taking his time trying to get to Blade. That's why he's only pulling petty tricks, like sending smugglers to his underground businesses.

"I only wish it were that easy, my love. Let's head inside, hm?" Blade smiles small, then leaves out of the car.

It's so obvious that Blade is keeping so much stuff to himself. He's so obviously hurt about everything that's happened to him. Hell, I would too. He's a trooper.

⇜✧⇝ (10 that night)

"Bella!" I hear.

I stand up from my vanity, and walk downstairs to Blade, "hm?"

"I'm about to head out, okay? I'll be back soon, but don't wait up."

I lean up and kiss his cheek, "okay."

He kisses my forehead, "make sure all the doors are locked. The bodyguards are all over outside to keep you safe as well," then leaves out.

Maria left for the night, so it's just me here. I could call Anastasia, but she's probably working. Belina as well. Javi shouldn't be working though.

I take my phone out then FaceTime him as I walk upstairs. He doesn't answer. Yeah, he's working.

I scroll upward in my call log and see Chris' number. I call him, and he doesn't answer either.

Damn, I'm bored.

I flop onto Blade's bed, and scroll through Netflix: nothing here to watch, I've seen everything.

I roll my eyes and groan as I lay down and turn to my side. I try to fall asleep, but the sound of gunshots and a window breaking downstairs wakes me up.

Oh, fuck. Of course some shit had to happen when Blade already left, right?

I look all over the room to see if he has any hidden guns in here: then I find one in his nightstand. I check the clip, then take the safety off.

I grab my phone and ring Blade's number but he doesn't answer. I call everyone I know's number before heading downstairs myself.

Right as I reach the bottom of the steps, a group of men pop up from around the corner and shove a cloth in my face. I get two shots off from the gun before passing out.