The Enemy

Chapter Fourteen

~Samora~

"I'm not so sure they were here to kill me." He couldn't even make eye contact with me as he says it. I'm not sure if Matteo has ever told me a lie thus far seeing as he never had any reason too. But seeing the evasiveness he's displaying has me not so inclined to believe him. Standing up I tilt my head to look at the ceiling and put my hands on my hips. The night had definitely taken a dark turn and I'm not sure I like it. However I can not be here when the police shows up.

As if reading my mind Matteo grabs my hand and pulls me towards the door. "We can't be here when law enforcement comes." Once out side he opens the drivers side door of his car before giving me the keys. "Set the GPS to home, follow it to my house I will meet you there." He says before shoving me into the car and slamming the door. I look at him confused as he walks off. What the actual fuck? Deciding to shut up for now I put the keys into the ignition and drive off. I didn't want to go all the way over to his house like this especially if his aunt is still there. But I also didn't want to drive to my house just to have to drive all the way to his house anyway.

If anything if she's there I will just have to try to avoid her as best I can. And if I can't do that then I won't lie to her. Her God damn nephew has put me in the cross hairs of whatever the hell he has going on. She'll just have to ask him the same questions I will whenever he gets there. Making up my mind I set the GPS to home and follow the directions to get there. Without a doubt I know that I like Matteo but I'm not sure I like him that much. I can not afford to get caught up in his street bullshit. I have to think about Ana at all times. She knows what she has to do if ever our father or that mountain catches up to me but she isn't prepared to deal with shit that is of no concern to us. It would be entirely selfish of my to even have her deal with anymore than she already has too.

However what if he's telling the truth and I'm just over thinking everything. The guys didn't even seem to be going after either of us. Maybe we just were at the wrong place at the wrong time. I'm not much of an optimist nor do I believe in coincidences but I can't for the life of me come up with any rational reason he would just up and lie to me. Other than the fact that he simply just doesn't know me well enough to divulge his whole life's story to me. He doesn't owe me anything in the slightest but at the moment I feel I deserve a well informed explanation other than the half assed response he's given me.

Pulling into up into his gate I realize I don't have the code to open it. I lean over to grab my phone from the passenger seat to call him so he could give me the code. But before I could even unlock my phone the gate opens letting me in. I throw my phone back onto the passenger seat and drive up the long ass road that leads to his estate. I've opted to no longer call this a house because it's anything but that. After shutting the car off I get out and walk up the stairs that leads to the front door. I didn't have to look for the key because the door was already open and I don't even bother knocking to make myself known. I don't intend to bump into anyone and I'm not really in the mood for small conversations with people I don't know. Much to my benefit there wasn't anyone in the living room so I make my way to his room. The stairs in the foyer are massive as hell and if i wasn't as athletic as I am i would have been winded half way through by now. Thanks to my training I have excellent breath control and can hold my breath under water for seven and a half minutes so the stairs weren't too bad for me. It's literally one of the only things I can actually credit that fucking mountain for. If it wasn't for the pain in my side I probably would have jogged.

However the hallway was an entirely different story. There are so many god damn rooms I have no idea which way to go. I remember walking down a long ass hallway, going through a set of doors and up another flight of stairs to his room but I don't know if it's to the left or the right. I don't know why he left me to come here on my own as if I would just sit in the living room and fucking wait to be escorted. Or maybe he thought I wouldn't get lost in a place I've only ever been too once? I decide to go to the left and if there wasn't a set of doors at the end that way I would just walk back this way and if I end up getting lost I'll just sit in the damn living room like a dummy. I'm hoping he has a TV down there I literally can not sit in silence by my self these days. Everything sets my nerves off and I can't handle that right now.