A Dozen Roses(A Skylox Fanfic)

Chapter 6 Friend

Sky POV

"Tell me. How would you kill me?" I leaned back into the seat and closed my eyes listening to his breathing threw my headphones.

"I...um.." I stuttered slightly then reopening my eyes. I let out a long breathe and looked him in the eyes.

"Well?" He urged.

"I'd make it beautiful." I whispered hoping to God no one else on the jet could hear me. "A real painful show."

"Go on..." He closed his eyes listening imagining everything I was telling him. Like some kind of a sick pleasure.

"First I'd start with your hands. Those pale strong fingers that have never seen sunlight for more than six hours." I bit my lip. "I'd break them one at a time. Slowly. So you could hear every bone snap one by one."

I saw him shiver in his seat and bite hard on his lip. He found this amusing but I knew he wanted to hear it.

"T-Then I'd..." I trailed off watching him threw the camera. How would I kill him? The first part had always been a joke but...honestly how could I be able to kill Deadlox?

"You wouldn't be able to do it would you?" His voice was soothing to me. Soft smooth like silk.

"Shut up." I hissed. He opened his eyes a shocked expression on his face.

"Adam..."

"Shut up!" I ripped out my headphones and shoved my laptop to the floor.

I wouldn't be able to do it. The fucking government wanted me to kill this cold heartless bastard! I can't. He's..I don't even know what to call him! He's dirty rotten crooked thief I know that.

But. What was he to me? Would he be considered a....friend?

No! I mentally slapped myself. He's the enemy he just does this to try and get into your head. He is the enemy.

I grabbed my laptop off the floor and was surprised to see Deadlox still there.

"Adam?" He whispered when I put in a headphone. "Tonight. Midnight. The Whiskey tap. Okay?" I nodded slowly.

"See you soon Love." He blew a kiss and disconnected. I checked the time on the messaging. Just under five minutes. Mitch could track this.

But did Deadlox want us to try and track him? Or did he stay on the line just to make sure I was okay?

"Erm Sky?" I turned to see Jason sticking his head into the room.

"What Jason?"

"Jerome says we'll be landing a bit later than normal. Probably around 11:30. So get some sleep?" He ended it with more of a question since I was of a higher authority.

"Yeah thanks. I'm gonna stay in here." I stood and went to the small couch and laid down. The others were in the main room I had been in on the flight in.

"Sleep tight" Jason called and disappeared back into the main room. I laid back and closed my eyes folding my arms over my chest.

The plane was quiet besides my breathing and Jerome's bothersome snoring. But most of all it was him creeping around inside my head.

Like it had always been since I met him. He controlled who I was without even being around me. His influence and his intelligence. All of it. But could I really consider him a..friend?