DANGEROUS

Chapter 16

Genevieve

It's impossible not to - I always think of him, I even worried because of a stupid nightmare.

At some point, I might actually feel something more about him.

I've questioned is Justin will trick me, use me, or just leave me after he's done with me.

But.

To be honest, I'm scared.

I fall too easily. I still have that naïve little me stuck in my fucking heart like fucking tumor; it's hard to find the cure for that.

Maybe, for now, I can actually depend on something like this. But I'm too much of a coward to even admit a word about him in my mind.

It's not that I'm afraid to actually try and care for someone, even like them. I'm only afraid of rejection; I worked my ass to earn a title back at hell, and it was only because I'm a fucking coward for rejections.

In the end, I'll learn my lesson- I'll face the consequences of caring too much and too early.

Mercy cannot be given; it must be earned. That's what I have always believed in, but what am I doing to myself now?

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I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was now dry, but my eyes aren't. It was red and puffy, because I was stupid to think he'll feel the same way.

He may care, he even tortured me for my protection (a little confusing to understand, but you get what I mean), but I can't just fall for someone - I won't let myself be victimized again.

And with all these secrets, I can't bare it all. If Justin asks, then I may or may not hesitate to answer him.

I hear a knock. I quickly wiped away the tears, "In a minute." I called out, splashing my face with cold water.

I dried my face and got out of the bathroom to see Justin with a soft calm smile. "Lunch's here." I nodded, walking past him while he followed closely.

I stopped dead in my tracks to see rose petals covering the whole floor.

What. The. Fuck.

What did he do here while I was in the bathroom?

"I didn't want to see you sad. So maybe flowers can calm you down. It's what my mother always says." I glanced at Justin with a soft smile, "It's beautiful." I leaned to kiss his cheek, but hesitated.

Oh gosh. So tempting. I went to sit down while he sat down in his own seat.

A candle was lighting up the table as we started to eat.

"Eliza...I want to ask you something." I looked up at him, "What is it?" I asked, instantly looking down from his intense gaze.

"What happened last time?"

"What do you mean?" I asked in a hushed tone.

"When you called that night." He asked calmly.

"Oh..." I gulped, "you remembered."

He smiled and nodded, "Yes, I do remember."

"Well...it was just nothing. A stupid nightmare." I shook it off.

"Is this nightmare bothering you?" He asked again. Fuck, stop asking.

"No." I answered.

"Eliza..."

"Yes," I paused, "a lot actually. How was Russia?" I quickly changed the subject.

"Busy." He shrugged, staring through my soul. I cleared my throat and nodded, "Okay."

After dinner, I went to chill at the balcony. It was chilly tonight; it always is in every beach.

Drinking wine and staring at the fading line of the horizon, I suddenly started thinking deep thoughts.

You know that moment when you ask yourself if you're actually walking on the right path?

Yeah, it's the same as looking forward for mine with Justin in it.

My life is...pretty confusing to say the least. And it's fucking crushing me, literally.

At late 08.21 PM. Justin fell asleep when I came back. So I had to act fast. I grabbed my bag and shoved all of my belongings, making sure to keep the laptop secured and safe.

I went towards the bathroom and washed my hands before throwing the used mask on the trash.

Turning to look at Justin's sleeping form, I took them took off.

Livy is going to kill me.

I dialed her phone, "Eli! What the hell! I've been calling you-"

"I know I know. I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again."

"You better not. Listen, I got to tell you something, promise me you'll get home as soon as possible so I can tell you."

"Yeah sure. Why are you still up? It's like 08.30 PM. Aren't you past your bedtime?" I snickered, calling a cab.

"Excuse me? I don't have a bedtime! Anyways, I'm still up because this doofus next to me wanted to go watch a movie. We had to watch the last full show."

"Lucky you. I'll make sure we're all teamed up to go to a carnival or something. I missed you guys." I pouted while hopping on the cab. I held the phone on my chest, "Airport please." I told the driver.

"Missed us? Ha! You only have been away for two days!"

"Don't care. I still missed you."

"Anyways. How was Cali? Did you meet your friend?" I smiled weakly, "Uh huh."

"Hey. What's wrong? You sound down."

I sighed, "It's just that...I have...something to say to you."

"What is it?"

I only smirked, "I'll tell you when I arrive."

"Okay then. Have a safe flight. Looking forward on that trip with us."

I chuckled, "Okay, bye."

"Bye." I hung up and just in time, the car came to an halt. I got out and realized we weren't in an airport.

"Um...excuse me. Where are we?" I asked, curious. The driver got out with a smile and stood in straight posture, "Sir, I got her."

Wheezing through the air, a silent bullet passed next to my head and went straight to the driver's forehead; a headshot. I gasped and backed away.

Uh oh.