Dangerous Deception

Ch. 11: The Mafians

            I tied my shoe lace and unlocked the door. I peered outside the room to see if Ava was awake. It's 5:30am so everywhere was quiet. Good.

           I was putting on a sweatshirt and joggers. I walked over to the elevator and pressed the button, careful not to make a lot of noise.

           "Going somewhere?" I spun around with speed and threw the dagger I always had with me towards the direction of the voice. It was still dark so I didn't know if I missed. But considering I didn't hear anything else means I did. I reached for the light switch and switched it on. Ava was sitting on the couch in her pyjamas, a cup of coffee in her hands and very close to her head was a dagger in the couch.

           "What the hell Ava! I almost killed you," I said as I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

           "Yeah but you didn't," she said unaffected. Then she took one last sip, dropped the cup, stood up and walked over.

Unbelievable.

            "Why are you even out here, drinking coffee?" I asked.

            "Couldn't sleep," she answered. Well that explains why she looked so tired. Now that I think of it, she looked like she doesn't get much sleep at all. I wonder what's bothering her. I sighed. I've been too focused on myself to notice those around me. I made a mental note to ask her about it later. "Although I can't say the same for you," she added, pulling me out of my thoughts.

            "Me? I was just...going out for a jog," I said. She narrowed her eyes, then gave up when my expression gave nothing away. She went back to the couch and pulled the knife out.

            "Then why are you acting all suspicious?" she asked, twirling the blade.

            "I hate being snuck up on. Plus, I always carry that around with me," I said gesturing to the blade. She nodded, looking at it as she walked over.

            "Nice choice. It's really pretty," she handed it over. I became confused. It was just a knife with a steel black handle and silver design on it. Nothing special. But she was looking at it like it reminded her of something, and she looks conflicted. I decided not to dwell on it as I entered the elevator.

            "See you later," I said putting on my airpods. She nodded, still deep in her thoughts. I left.

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            It was almost day break. I could see the sun rising from the horizon, as I jogged further.

Where are you Mark?

           I thought as I bumped into someone wearing a hoodie. I took out my airpods and started to apologise, but they gripped me on my arm and my first instinct was to flip them over to the ground. But I stopped as I spotted a familiar watch on his wrist.

           "Mark," I stated. He raised his head a little so I'd see his face.

           "Hey, I brought the drugs. Doc said they would lessen the headaches but if anything like this should happen again...,"

           "I know, I know. Thanks a lot though," I said as I took the backpack from him and checked it to make sure they were enough, "I should get going before Ava starts getting suspicious. That's the last thing I need from my partner," I said and turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm.

           "Kayla listen, I know now's not the time to ask but," he inhaled, "how are you?" He asked concerned. I softened at the look on his face.

           "Well, a little shaken up but, I'll survive," I joked. He smiled lightly and released my arm.

           "Just take care of yourself," he said. I smiled and nodded putting my airpods on and continued jogging.