DARK AND SWEET

Chapter Nine

The two oak doors that had once been cracked now banged themselves against the wall – the force of whatever pushed them open causing their loud reaction. Ava stood under the doorway, she had her arms folded in front of her. She wore a polished black blazer from Alexander McQueen; a white dress shirt tucked neatly beneath the suit jacket; she was dangerously hot.
Her dark hair was styled to perfection, a top knot bun hairstyle, whereas Matteo had a feeling she wore it that way for a reason. Her jaws appeared to stay clenched, only defining her facial features even more. Her five o'clock shadow served her well, giving her more of a mature look. Yet he didn't think she needed one for intimidation; her behavior and the way she simply carried herself seemed to intimidate people enough, unlike when he had met her first; she looked so friendly with her cheerful smile.
Ava strode towards the end of the bed, stopping a few feets away. He noticed movement behind her and another lady walked in. She was a bit taller than Jose and Ava but not Carlos; she sure was pretty. Her hair was red, which obviously he knew she had it dyed, her skin color matching Ava's to the tee and if eyes were not deceiving him they both looked slightly similar.
"I sent you both up here almost an hour ago", Ava stated, cutting to the chase. That's when he realized she was the only one with a suit on. Jose had a plain red t-shirt and ripped jeans. Carlos had almost the same thing, except a white hoodie and black jeans. The new Spanish looking lady behind Ava had on a black leather body suit, tucked between her arms, he noticed an iPad.
Matteo turned his attention to Carlos and Jose. They both nodded, acknowledging the fact that their chat with him had gone slightly over their bosses 'time limit'.
"You know about I and my patience", she continued, her eyebrows connecting. Carlos and Jose nodded apologetically. If Ava had laser vision, Carlos and Jose would've been disintegrated on the bedroom by now. He had to say something.
"It wasn't their fault by the way_".
That got their attention.
Everyone turned and looked at Matteo, their faces sketched with a surprised expression; everyone, except Ava. She stood there with her arms still crossed – her eyes boring holes into his skull. The lady he had never seen before stepped forward and extended a warm hand. She nodded respectively as he took it. "Mr Alejandro" she greeted with a tilt of her head. "The name's Noah".
Mr Alejandro, "yes" he whispered reflectivity, "Matteo Alejandro". That was his name, he closed his eyes for a second, a wave of emotion hitting him.
"You remembered", he opened his eyes greeted by the demanding voice once more. Their eyes met but only for a second before she turned, already talking to Carlos and Jose.
Matteo's mouth hit the floor. Her Portuguese speaking was fluent – her accent flawles. He watched as she had started to make her way towards the door but she turned on a dime, her pure green emerald eyes piercing his. The question she asked next was a definition of random, "were you ever suicidal?"
The question danced through his head, flashbacks from high school entered his mind; being pushed down the stairs, him wearing black clothes years even when his mom had passed away, lonely lunch's at the cafeteria…..
He felt his face warm up and he looked up at her, lying straight through his teeth, "No", the room was eerily quiet, something he noticed that happened a lot, especially when Ava was in the room. He could feel her eyes still on him, studying him and his behavior, he smirked "you done staring, I know am hot"...
She didn't respond but instead faced Carlos "keep an eye on him while he's in the bathroom, I don't want him dead" She nodded towards her accomplices and turned. She walked away with a chip on her shoulder and Noah trailing behind, a certain level of confidence following him wherever she went. As she left, we heard her laugh at something Noah had said. Ava replied loud enough for the room to hear; for him to hear. "I don't need him dead yet…". She was accompanied by another laughter, before the doors slammed closed, leaving him alone with his two newly found friends.
He turned to them both "what did she say to you guys? He was referring to the Portuguese - speaking antics; something he wasn't expecting. Carlos and Jose joined each other at his left, pulling down his covers and each grabbing on to one arm. He attempted to stand by himself but his legs felt like jelly and if it weren't for them, he would've been well aquatinted with the floor.
Jose translated "she said to get you something to eat, drink and to find you something to wear. She also gave us permission to show you around the house.
"Oh she also said you should take a shower, you probably stink" Jose smirked, "bastard" Matteo shot at him, "I won't be stinking if I wasn't kidnapped from my own home" they both help him walk keeping him balanced as he was led towards the bathroom.
"Please that's not an excuse Matteo but I'll take it" he said giving him a boyish grin as Matteo's face burned with anger.

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The shower was refreshing and desperately needed. He was able to wash off the dirt and dried blood from his body. He soaked his hair in shampoo that had been left near the shower and he scrubbed his scalp for like what felt like hours, rinsing the dirt from his head.
Once he had finished, he stood in front of the mirror, running a hand through his hair and securely wrapping the white towel firmly around his waist, he opened the bathroom door.
Jose sat at the edge of the bed, his eye scanning his phone.
"Oh", he looked up, "your out already". Sliding the phone into his pocket, he stood up and turned around, displaying the clothes on the bed. "I know these aren't the nicest clothes in the world…but…" Matteo walked closer his eyes running along the clothes that were sprawled out on the bed. "Here a couple pairs of sweatpants I found; I ain't wearing them anymore, but still couldn't let them go" He pointed at a pair of grey and black pants_ "here's a hoodie the are all clean but.." Matteo looked up to him as he spoke and he smiled, "we're going to have to take you shopping Mr Alejandro".
"You can call me Matteo" he said forcing a grin "but thanks for you know" he motioned towards the sweatpants, "parting with your beloved sweatpants for the time being"
Jose responded with a smile "Look", Jose made his way to the door, " when your done, just take the left down the hall and come downstairs, your brunch would be waiting for you". Matteo shot a look at the clock 12:45pm, Jose was beginning to shut the door when he called him back.
"Wait! Jose" he turned around eyebrows raised. "Two quick questions, what day is it today and do you remember if I had a watch on when you guys….you know kidnapped me" Jose grined at him. "It's Wednesday and yeah you did have a watch on".
Matteo nodded "yeah no problems" he said "Ava took it when we stripped you down". Matteo could feel his face heating up. Oh God did she see him naked?! As if on cue, Jose held out his hands, "not what you think" he laughed nervously, "as in your watch…your phone…things like that". Matteo nodded slowly.
"Is there any way I can get it back? My watch, I mean, it's important to me".
He watched as Jose shuffled his feet. It seemed as though he wanted to say 'yes' but something was holding him back. "You would have to speak with Ava, sorry Matt". He nodded. "Hurry up", He added, "Carlos makes very delicious meals, we having ibérico ham and tomato bread" and with that he walked out of the room, shutting the thick door behind him.

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