Try Again

Chapter 8

Xander

I got my gold back and I pretended to tell Laurel and Robert was relieved but threatened me. That won't last because the Sebastian that is beside him is one of my men that will put a little something in his drink to paralyze him for life. I mean, you can't mess with me and expect to live well. Now, the big priority.

Night.

I call Gareth.

"Hey"

"The car just stopped to Amira's house," Gareth tells me.

My heart feels so relaxed. Good. Night is safe.

"What the hell," Gareth mumbles. I hear a cars door shut close, "Amira!"

"Huh, Gareth? What are you doing here?" I hear Amira's voice.

"Where's Night?!" Gareth begins and my whole body almost drops.

"Gareth!" I shout, "Gareth is Night there?!" I shout even more, running to my room.

"Shit shit shit, no she isn't! She's with Blake. Xander, Night's with Blake!"

I freeze as I watch the cameras. Blake taking Night in his car.

Then, I'm breaking everything. My keyboard goes flying and I punch the screen.

I end the call with Gareth and I call Blake.

"ANSWER YOU MOTHERFU-

"Hello?" his voice is so calm.

I try to trace his number but of course it's untraceable.

"Where is she?"

"With me, safe."

"I swear when I get to you."

"You won't do anything. I've loved her for more than six months, I finally have her now and I won't let you or anyone take her away."

"How? Why the hell are you doing this!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE HER! Open your ears a little bit, I love her. No one else loves her like I do and today she'll know. She'll know just how much better I am than you."

"I'll kill you, I will kill you a slow painful death Blake, you just wait."

"Oh you wait. You wait until Night comes back with me holding her arms. She's mine Xander, all mine. Look at her, sleeping so peacefully on my bed. She looks like a dream."

"DON'T YOU! DON'T YOU TOUCH HER BLAKE"

My voice breaks. And it's the first in four years that has happened. The first being when I called after Night.

The line ends and I call again but he won't answer. 

Blake

SEVEN MONTHS AGO

I got off of work early because of Thanksgiving and I had no plans. Maybe just spend time watching TV like a sore loser. I don't have a life. Just there whenever Xander needs me and I don't complain. Being part of Moore security is the only thing hype about me.

I get a call from Xander and a rush of excitement hits me. I love what I do for Xander. It's fun.

"Hello"

"Come over" he says.

"Damn, you missed me, your majesty?"

"No I just figured you probably have nothing to do for Thanksgiving so I thought maybe you'd want to come with me to the Wilsons'. They are having a Thanksgiving gathering and everyone's invited."

"Xander, that makes me blush."

"Screw off"

"Okay okay!! Fine I will come, is there a dress code?"

"Yeah, in all blood would do."

I laugh, "I'll be right there."

The call ends and I groan. I don't want to celebrate with wealthy people.

++

I go with a normal suit and walk out with Xander. The car waiting for us has his mother and the great Eric Moore inside. Being in the same car makes me weak.

"Hello Blake," Eric's husky voice rings in my ear.

"Hello sir, a pleasure to be in the same car," I nod appropriately.

"Pleasure is all mine, I've heard what you do for my son, a very loyal member, I know you would do great," he pats my shoulder. I just smile nervously.

We get to the mansion and it is very fancy. The mansion is a mansion. It's huge. Bigger than the Moore's villa, but I think it's because they have two children.

When we get to the dinner table, there was already shouting.

"Of course she won't come she's always been like this!" Lucas shouts.

"Father, I think you should calm down, she says she ha-

"EXCUSES! All she ever comes up with is excuses! We are her family, this is the only time we get to spend time together and she dodges it! What a waste of years!" Lucas argues.

"I'm sure she has many things, she works and she's alone, it must me stressful," Annika, his wife, says.

"Oh yes, all alone, it must be stressful for a young girl," Dario nods, followed by his son Dante.

"None of you understand! Annika, she is your daughter, do you not know how to put her on a leash?!" Lucas shouts at Annika. I just shake my head and look at Xander who's fists were clenched. This whole thing is annoying and I wish I can just get the hell out of here.

Finally after hours of shouting, we are seated.

Night Wilson, she's the youngest daughter of Annika and Lucas Wilson. She lives in Arizona, works there and she didn't come today which made her father lash out on everyone. After the dinner, I take a tour of the house and I stop at a picture hung up.

It was Lucas, Annika, Gareth, and I'm guessing Night. They all smiled but Night looked so forced.

She had gorgeous dirty blond hair that fell under her elbow, dark brown eyes that look so fake, beautiful skin and pink lips. I want to meet her. I want to see her, talk with her, touch her. I brush my hand on her face and I imagine touching that soft skin.

I'm insane. And that insane is what's leading me to drive three hours to Arizona. This insane is making me pull her up and find the address which she shares with a girl named Amira Jalal.

I pull up to the house and look around. I find her car, I know because of her license plate and I put a note on her windshield. Just a nice little note.

Night Wilson. Charming. Stunning. Breathtaking. We will meet soon.