A Tragedy Away (h.s. fan fiction)

Chapter Forty Seven

⚙Delia's POV⚙
It's been a couple of hours since we finished dinner and I can see H getting out of his shell. He is still very secretive and scary and mysterious. I don't know how to feel about him really. I mean it's a little redundant isn't it? The whole bad boy mysterious act. I've been down that road and I'm not sure I'm willing to go visit for vacation. He knows I'm hiding something now for sure and every now and then I can tell he is thinking about it because he stares at me and fiddles with his gages. He doesn't bit his lip like Harry does........ Oh no! I can't stop think about Harry. It's like no matter what I always end up comparing him to H. The truth is, they are just too alike. And that's exactly what I'm scared of.

🚬H's POV🚬
It's like no matter what I can't stop thinking about this secret that she's hiding. The scared look in her eyes whenever I ask her about it lets me know that she could be in danger or that she is traumatized. But whatever it is, it'll have to wait. Everything will have to wait. Even if it means things with my deal I've been working on has to take the backseat. We can handle ourselves if anything goes wrong. Where the fuck is Silencío! He was supposed to report back to me by now. And I think I have a clue as to why he hasn't. Everyone else is already at their post and on guard. I look at my phone and still no messages. I look over at Delia who is doing something on her phone. I lean over her shoulder to get a closer look and see that she is reading. Hmmm. I knew there was more to her than leather pants and a sassy attitude.
"What are you reading?" I ask.
"It's called Divergent.....It's one of my favorite books........read it over a thousand times." She said not looking up with mega focus on what she's reading.
"I'm gonna step outside and make a call. I'll be back." I said getting up from the couch and walking out the front door and quietly closing it behind me. I go to my most trusted friend's contact and call.
"Hello?"
"Where the fuck is Silencío?!" I yell getting angry.
"He's in his room. I figured he was working on that footage still." Láor said.
"When has it ever taken more than 30 minutes?! It's been hours! Go check on him for me please." I said lowering my tone. It's not his fault his step brother is acting reckless. I could hear through the phone Láor going up the stairs and opening the door.
" What the fuck, Silencío!" What are you doing?! Are you trying to get yourself killed! La Hombre De La Noche is going to fucking murder you!" I hear Láor screaming and some things being knocked over.
" Put him on the phone." I said calmly not even knowing what he was doing. I didn't want to know honestly. All I wanted was the footage and the information.
"Okay I'm putting you on speaker."
"Wassup homie, it's Silencío now. Okay so I found four people in the parking lot with you. A man by the name of Daniel Menzina, another man named Joshua Cortez, the usual guard, Benny and......Florez. He was there. The camera was able to catch Menzina and Florez following her but not able to see how far. The camera rotated right before you came in."
"Why is Florez following me? The deal isn't cut for another two weeks or so. He must be going after Delia  to get to me....Fuck this shit. I'm ready to take him out right now......."
"We can't and you know why. He's leaving in a month, just hang in there. In the meantime, double up on security, the usual tail. Just keep her close. Have an escape route ready just in case he goes back on his word."Láor said getting back on the phone.
"And who the fuck is Daniel Menzina!?" I asked.
"We don't know yet. Should we check in to him? He was the one breathing down her neck. Literally man, like that fool is crazy. Not even an inch away...."
"Get me his address. I'll check him. In the meantime check in with Helio and see what's going on with ." And with that I hung up and stuffed my phone in my closet. I need an escape plan. Just for backup. I also need a place to arrange a meeting with Florez before the big deal is cut. They'd have to be far away from each other so he won't follow. Maybe California and Atlanta or somewhere tropical and private.

⚙Delia's POV⚙
H has been outside for a long time and I'm starting to worry. It's pretty cold outside and this neighborhood isn't one to trust. Maybe I should go check up on him........ I got up and put our plates and cups in the kitchen sink then went on to check on him. Right before I opened the door I heard him speak.
"Why is Florez following me?..............to get to me............I'm ready to take him out right now........." His voice was hard and steady. There was a slight tremor in his voice, my guess is that he was angry. He is really looking forward to fighting this Florez dude. I decide not to listen anymore so I go to my room to find a book to read. When I come back he's sitting on the couch on his phone texting.
"Hey, it's getting pretty late......" I said trying to hint to him that he should probably leave.
"You going to knock out?" He asked still texting.
"Yeah.....well no. I never really  go to sleep when I'm supposed to so I stay up reading." I say holding up the book in my hand.
"Oh, that's what's up......" I awkwardly shifted on my feet. Suddenly a rock came crashing through the living room window. Glass shattered everywhere on the floor. I looked over at H who had a gash on his face that was starting to bleed. A piece of glass must have scraped by him. I rushed to his side throwing my book on the floor. I ripped a piece of my shirt of the bottom exposing my stomach and pressed it to his cheek making him flinch back in pain.
"Sorry. We need to move. It's not safe. There's no storm, wind couldn't have picked that rock up, someone threw it. Someone threw it, we need to leave." I was freaking out on the verge of tears. My hands shaking trying to keep pressure on his cut.
"No, we're not leaving. You're safe with me. Just.......here sit down." He said standing up from his spot on the couch and placing me down. He immediately went to the window and looked out. He came back and started sweeping the glass with his foot into a corner.
"Where can I find a broom and a vacuum or something?" He asked frantically looking around.
"It should be in the kitchen in the corner by the entrance!" I called after him after he sped off. I shifted my weight on the couch so that my feet were up when I felt a sharp pain.
"Ah! Ow ow ow! Oh my god." I whispered. I looked down at my legs and found no problem so I began expecting my feet and seen that my fuzzy pink socks were soaked in red. H walked back in and I immediately brought my attention away from my feet. For some reason I had not wanted him to know that I had hurt myself. I sat there quietly and observed him sweep up then vacuum the glass up. He had this determined face expression like it was his mission to clean up the glass. His hat fell off a couple of times which I thought was hilarious. When he was done he put the broom and vacuum back and headed towards the door with the trash bag.
"Come on." He said unlocking the front door.
"W-what?" I asked. I know for sure I wouldn't be able to walk on my feet.
"Come on, we're taking the trash out."
"Uh nah! I'm okay....." I said trying to act calm but I was a nervous wreck.
"I'll be with you, no ones going to hurt you and besides..... I'm not leaving you here alone." He said walking a little towards me. Any closer and he'd be able to see my socks that were drenched in blood.
"Okay!" I quickly yelled so he wouldn't come closer. He looked at me like I was acting weird, which I was. I stood up very slowly thinking it would reduce the pain. But I was incredibly wrong.
"Aaaaaaaaah-lright, let's go!" I said and he looked at me confused then turned around and headed for the door again. I slowly raised my right foot up to walk but that put pressure on my left foot which was very painful. I looked up and H was already gone.
"Delia, come on let's go." H said as I heard him making his way back in the door.
"Yeeeeeeeaaaah...... I gotta tell you something......."
"What the fuck! Where are your shoes?"
"In my room.......where they've been all night....." I said sitting down on the couch holding my legs up in an awkward position.
"Damn it! Okay let me see." He said kneeling down in front of me and grasping my ankle.
"Tell me when it hurts and I'll stop." He said which made me giggle for some reason. He looked back up at me with an expression that read 'what the fuck'. His index and his thumb slowly grasped the tip of my fuzzy pink socks and started to pull upwards.
"Aaaaaaaah! Stop!" I yelled unconsciously grabbing him by his arm. He looked down at his arm then back up to me. I quickly let go.
"Sorry....." I apologized and I tried to take the sock off multiple times. By the last try I was in so much pain. Tears were rolling down my face one after another. Suddenly H picked me up over his head and payed me down over his shoulders and held my left arm and leg around his neck.
"Where are your keys?" He asked.
"In the bowl by the door..." He quickly hauled me over to them and we both headed out the door only he picked up the trash bag on the way. He walked me to my car, the whole time I felt like I was being watched.
"Front or back?" He asked.
"Would you rather lay down or sit up?" He asked again.
"Sit up....." I said and he walked me to the passenger side, unlocked the door, and carefully set me inside before closing me in.
"I'll be right back I'm going to throw this in the trash." He said before locking the doors and disappearing. I chose to just rest until we get to the emergency room so I closed my eyes and leaned back. It was dead quiet in the car until I heard a little noise. Snap! Then a couple of foot steps then, Snap! A couple more footsteps then, Snap! I quickly opened my eyes and looked outside the driver side window and saw nothing. I turned and checked the back windows and saw nothing. I turned back around in my seat and took a deep breath. I glanced out my window from the corner of my eye. There was a man jut standing there. He hadn't looked in yet. He had on a suit with a pin on it that had and X made out of rifles on it. I was doing my best to remain still. I saw him reach his hand down to the handle on the door. "Please let it be locked. Please let it be locked. Please!" I thought. It had gotten really cold all of a sudden and I could see my quick and unstable breaths in front of me. I saw the man's hand flex. He was about to pull it. He quickly jerked his arm back and I closed my eyes tight. Pop! The door wasn't locked..... The door swung open and I heard more foot steps. I'm about to get kidnapped. I turned my head towards the footsteps and saw a figure jogging towards the car. I turned back towards my window and the man in the suit was gone. I looked down and seen there was a blue envelope with the same two rifles in the shape of an X on it.
"Hey close the door. It's freezing in here." H said as he got in and was about to start the car. I hid the note in the bottom of my shirt from him. I guess he didn't notice because he didn't say a word the whole drive to the emergency room.