White Lies

Chapter 28

Elliot's p o v :

"I'll listen to you, don’t worry. Just breathe."

This woman will be the fucking end of me. The amount of control she has over me is unimaginable. The things I feel for this woman can't be said because I've never experienced them myself. And if what I feel is true, I won't ever get to experience it together with her; I'm sure of that. She'd be surprised that someone like me can even feel such a thing; my thoughts are stopped when she speaks.

"I told you to breathe, Elliot. Breathe and follow my movements. Look into my eyes." I looked, and I shouldn't have. I can't look away now. "Breathe in, 1 2 3. Breathe out 1 2 3," she said, making me follow her breathing techniques, and they worked; my breathing turned normal.

"Take your time and tell me whatever it was that you wanted to say. Okay?" I nodded. I need to say this and get it over. Remember what Aunty Abigail told Vincent? You need to do this in order to make her trust you. I said to myself in my mind.

"As you might already know, I'm a mafia member, but you don't know why I am one. It was never something I wanted to do. I really looked for ways to stop this, but being a Mafia member would help me more. Okay, I'll stop being confusing; I'll tell you how this started from the very start." I sat down on the bed because I knew I wouldn't be able to stand if I was going to open up about this to someone other than Samuel.

I took a deep breath and began.

"I won't go into detail about this because it is a very hard topic for me to talk about. I've never told this to anyone other than Samuel. My best friend Nathan and I were really, really close; we were basically inseparable. We both sneaked out of our homes very late at night and went to this abandoned warehouse we thought only we knew about, but when we got there, a big group of men stood in a circle doing something."

"I hid myself behind a pillar when I noticed them having guns, but Nathan panicked when he saw the guns and they caught us. Nathan kept screaming for help, so to shut him up, they, " My voice cracked. I can't do this. No, no, no, no, I can't back away. I took in another deep breath, and Lilith kneeled down in front of me and held my hands, looking into my eyes and nodding.

"So to shut him up they-" I couldn't; I can't do this. I stood up abruptly, making Lilith stagger back and fall to the floor. I didn’t apologize, and just left. I grabbed my car keys and went downstairs to the parking lot.

I went to Abele's home; no, I barged into his home. I didn’t even glance at him. I entered the kitchen and opened the cabinet that had all the liquor. I grabbed the strongest whiskey I could find and drained the contents of it in just minutes.

Abele snatched the bottle from my hand and closed the cabinet when I reached out to take another bottle. "I may not know what happened, but get your shit together, Vincent. This isn't you. Come on, I'm taking you to your condo." He holds my arm in a death grip and pulls me to his car.

"I don’t wanna go to my condo; fuck off Abele." he ignores me. I sigh, knowing he won't listen to me till he drops me home. To annoy him, I grab the bottle of liquor he keeps in his car just in case and drink it all.

"Seriously Elliot?" He looks at me in disbelief. I just give him a sheepish smile and relax on the seat, staring at the road ahead of me.

I don’t even realize we've reached until Abele comes up to my side and opens the door. "Can't even open the fucking door is it?" I give him yet another sheepish smile. He sighs and shakes his head. He helps me get up by wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"Since when do you get so tipsy by just drinking two bottles?" He observed when I tripped on my feet. He helps me till we reach the door. "Where's your key?" he asks. When I don’t answer, he searches my pocket, and upon not finding it, he asks again. "Is anyone home?"

I nod my head while smiling at the thought of Lilith, but my smile drops immediately when I remember the reason why I left and drank. He rings the bell.

The door opens in no less than five seconds. "Ohmy, how much did he drink?" I tilt my head and stare at her. "Two bottles, who are you?" Abele inquires, looking at Lilith from head to toe. "Um, I live with this guy." she says awkwardly, pointing at me.

"guuuyy?? I'm Elliot, not some guuuyy." I blabbered. Abele shakes his head and excuses himself inside. I smack him on the head. "whywhy are youuuuuuuu shaking your head??????" He mutters something under his breath and takes me to my room.

My eyes shut down as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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Writer's note:
Holaaaa! I honestly don't know what I'm doing with life rn, i can't seem to focus on anythinggggg😭 and somethings wrong with my right hand so I didn't write for a while even though I had many ideas. Sooo yeah, wil try to update next chap asap.

Have a great day!❤️✨
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