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Chapter 2.~What in god's name are you thinking?!

 We waited for the two that were in Adonis's and Anastasia's room.

Five minutes passed.

Then Ten.

Fifteen.

Twenty.

How long was her getting cleaned up gonna take? Adonis was giving the weird ass brother vibes from me, and I knew that she wasn't just getting cleaned up.

"Should we go check on them?" Aimi looked at Anastasia, and she nodded before they both got up and left me with a drunk Nico.

He was holding a glass of whatever it was, but I had a glass of water with ice in front of me. I wasn't a beer or wine boy. I was a normal boy who just preferred water over anything. Water helps you, I guess.

"Dude, I'm pretty sure- Adonis and Amias are making out." He choked out, as he looked pretty drunk. I have never been drunk, ever.

"...You're too drunk, asshole." I crossed my legs, also crossed my arms.

"Adonis is trying to steal your future wife." He laughed, his voice sounding way weirder than before.

"Shut up, Nico." I cursed, and he looked at me. Nico had a stupid grin on his face. Then I felt like he might be speaking the truth. It doesn't take more than ten minutes to get cleaned up from a spill or some shit.

Nico threw me a bottle of some drug. "Drug up his drink, Soleil."

"No-"

"Do it, fucker."

I sorta hesitated, but then I put the drug into Adonis's drink before it dissolved and looked like the basic drink Adonis got. I sat down, half of my brain screaming, 'What the hell, you might kill him!' and the other half was screaming, "Well done, your dad would be proud.'

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The four came back downstairs, as me and Nico sat there like two gentlemen who totally didn't drug Adonis's drink.

Adonis sat on the chair with no problem, grabbing his drink and chugging it down. Then he started to choke, and blood dripped out of his mouth as he gripped onto his neck.

Amias was sitting in silence, as her face was shocked.

Anastasia, on the other hand, was terrified. Adonis got up and started limping, before fainting on the ground.

"Suck my dick, Adonis." {suck mine Soleil}

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I don't know what has gotten into me, honestly. I was weird, of course, but I just killed one of my friends' siblings just because Adonis made out with Amias.

I couldn't really give a care, but I knew that the hotel person who was showing us around was assigning us rooms together even without us choosing.

"Room 1, Aimi and Nico." Aimi grabbed Nico and kissed him, as they probably started making out, eww.

"Room 2. Anastasia and...Where's Adonis?" The attendant asked, and Nico stared at me with a grin. I didn't say a word about it.

Nico shrugged, but Amias stared at me like I did some shit wrong but I really didn't care, she was mine anyways.

"...Okay- Room 3 is Amias and Soleil." I tried not to squeal, but I was happy that me and Amias were sleeping in the same damn room, or maybe the same bed. Damn, if we slept in the same bed, I would kill her the first night.

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I helped Amias with her bags, which was definitely a help for her. Anything for my favorite lady.

"...Soleil, any ideas on the supposed murder of Adonis that just randomly happened?" Amias said, as she was putting her clothes on her side of the room in the closet.

"No ideas, gorgeous." I spoke, as I was unpacking everything and taking off my suit. She walked over to me, standing in front of me, a little shorter than my tall size.

"...Soleil, you're acting suspicious." Amias snarled, looking up at my eyes in anger.

"Ami, I don't know what-"

"Don't LIE to me, Soleil Martin." She scoffed, and I tried not to laugh at her accent as she said my last name.

"I ain't lying, sweetheart." I added my accent into my voice, as she got annoyed.

She shot me a death glare. "Soleil, this isn't a damn accent contest."

I ruffled her hair, as she tried fixing it. "Come on, Amias. It was funny."

"Funny means you should shut the fuck up." She crossed her arms, and I unbuttoned the shirt on my suit.

She went into the bathroom, dragging pajamas with her and slamming the door shut. "Don't forget to take a picture of that body, baby!"

I heard her yell, 'Shut your bitch ass!' in her Latina accent and I started laughing.

She was taking about ten minutes, and I was about to smash that door, cause I had to take a very serious shit.

"I gotta pee, open the door." I whined.

"I'm changing, fucker!" She screamed. I opened the door, not giving a fuck and I saw her wearing nothing. And Jesus, she looked fine.

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A/N!!

Also, I might as well make my publishing schedule be Every Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays. It might be set as every other Monday depending on what I'm doing! 

Thank you for reading Flight to Rome, my loves <3

-MelaniesEarthling111 

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