Secrets Kill

Time to Leave

It had been a few days since I arrived in the apartment and it was weirdly starting to feel like home. However, I still was not at ease with so many men in this place. I never knew when one would go mad and kill me. They told me that I couldn't go back to my apartment yet, because it wasn't safe. So I had to stay a few more days, but they did go and check up on the place.

Jim and I hit it off, he was like a father to me, although he was young.  Well, the other guys were still so cold towards me, but Ricardo finally spoke a few words to me. Conrad, I think was warming up to the fact that I am always in the room. I tried to talk to him, but Jim said he is like a mute and never talks. I could have sworn one day he wanted to say something but maybe it was just my imagination. 'One day I will make you talk'. I thought to myself.  Alessio wasn't ever around, he was mostly with Angelo. They always disappeared before I woke up and came in late, so I didn't get to see them at all.

One night I couldn't sleep so I walked out to the kitchen to make me some warm milk and sat on the stool.

"Please don't tell me you're sleepwalking?" I heard Angelo say from behind me. He sounded exhausted and I chocked on the milk. I went beet red and couldn't breathe, but Angelo just stood there he didn't even help me. I tried to relax and the coughing fit went slowly away. 'What a jerk'. I thought to myself.

"Do you always sneak up on people. You could have at least helped me?" I said harshly trying to take another breath.

"So childish and attention-seeking. You could have asked me" he gave me a smirk and God it was gorgeous. Stop thinking like that Scarlet he is an asshole who doesn't even help you when you're choking.

"Are you always this big-headed or did you inherit it?" I couldn't help it, this guy just knew how to push my buttons.

"Excuse me Miss Santoro but didn't I tell you to never speak to me like that again. Just remember when all of this is over who you work for" he said in almost a harsh whisper.

Guess what I found out. That expensive restaurant, where I worked, belonged to this man. You wouldn't believe how angry I was when I found that Angelo, was my boss through Ricardo.

"You really are something else Angelo," I said getting up and walking to the sink to rinse out my cup. My night is just ruined once again.

"It is Mr De Luca to you, you have no right to call me Angelo," he said in a deadly tone.

"Such formalities, yes Mr Angelo sir" I sarcastically replied as he gave me a deadly glare.

"Just stop with your fucking nonsense Santoro. I don't have time for this, its 3 o'clock in the morning" he said only a few meters away from me.

"I just want to go home," I said in a whisper while my eyes were closed.

"Not for a while" he replied looking at me but instead of arguing more I opened my eyes and looked at him. I knew it was best not to make this man angry. From the beginning, we never saw eye to eye and I think we never will.

"Then when? Every time I ask it is either 'Not for while' or 'Be fucking patient" I said mimicking him. All the chances we got we made each other's life's miserable. Every time we would have a conversation it was more of an argument. That wasn't my fault, he made me feel this weird way towards him and for some odd reason, I get the feeling he doesn't like me.

"Just fucking stop with your stupidity and start growing up Miss Santoro. You're just a kid looking for attention, its all a facade" he said walking closer to me. I must admit that hurt when he said that but all I could do was stare as he got closer. I tried to hide the fact that I was pissed at this guy for making me feel this way, for making me feel like I wanted to cry.