"Love can be a cure, but also a curse.
I know it too well, trust me."
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Evangeline was trying to have a calm life with her best friend. She simply wanted to graduate from college, find a decent...
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Does anyone remember that Jerome has reading glasses? ^.^
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Jerome's P.O.V.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!"
I looked around the room for the tenth time, seeing nothing but white furniture. There were glasses of wine standing on a table on a balcony, waiting for someone to clean it up. Unfortunately for them they ended being smashed into million pieces after I threw them against the wall.
"Can you calm down for a moment? Let's not panic and-"
"Shut up, Klaus. Just shut up!"
Klaus looked at his brother with his arms crossed. There was something about siblings that I never could understand. Somehow they could communicate with each other by just eye contact. It's dark magic, I'm telling you.
Kile sighed, looking at the broken glass.
"She's here. She must be."
"Maybe we should get fat ass back here and torture him a little bit more?" Mike suggested and we all looked at Gabe, who was laying on the ground, blood coming out from his lips. He answered with one finger. He shouldn't have done that.
Mike, who was clearly pissed off, went back inside. I didn't watch him punching Gabe's face and asking about Angel again. I just listened, starting at the view from the balcony.
Gabe didn't say a word about Angel. He was too loyal to Nathan, blinded with money he would get afterwards. If Mike won't kill him sooner.
"Let's look around again. Maybe there's a... secret room or something like that?" Kile suggested, but that idea was immediately thrown away by Klaus, who said there were no secret rooms. He would've know.
Nathan is a bigger idiot when he's drunk - according to Klaus - telling everyone all the dirty secrets, showing Klaus where he hides his money, guns, drugs, etc. He never mentioned anything about hidden rooms.
"Let's call few people, double-check any hotels or hospitals. We also should call Old Man and update him on-"
This was pointless. They're not here, they probably aren't even in the city.
Then where are they? They couldn't be at the Joker Card - we just were there! They also weren't at the abounded factory, Clare and Thomas checked that for us. So where? Where could a crazy maniac like Nathan take Angel?
My Angel.
No, that's not a correct way of thinking, especially right now. She was never mine and it's childish to think she ever was. I was just there to protect her from Tigers and keep an eye on her. And I failed miserably.
I looked at the red wine on the floor, looking now like Gabe's own blood. It was like a sweet river of escape, which I really needed right now. I wanted to drink so hard that night so I could forget about my own mistakes and failures. But I couldn't. Not when Nathan has Angel, not when she could still be alive, not when-
