Bound by my blood

Chapter thirty-four

Take the mask off
When you speak to me
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Alexa's p.o.v:

I stand against the wall, using the shadows to my advantage, when I hear the two men muttering.

Jax-who hadn't left my side since the attack- takes my hand in his and squeezes it gently. I give him a grateful look before facing my husband and friend.

Inhaling deeply, I step out of the shadows; my heels click on the floor and they whip around to face me. Vincenzo's gun is pointed at me and my mind goes back to the hospital room when he was looking for my gun.

I hold my hands up in surrender and Vince quickly lowers the gun when he sees me.

His eyes glance down my body that was adorned by a revealing, black,lacy bralette and tight suit pants. I had paired it with one of Nico's oversized suit jackets. His eyes darken slightly.

"Gentlemen" I greet stiffly as if I was at a business meeting. I didn't know how to act around them anymore.

The only reason I called was the alliance, I had convinced myself. He doesn't remember me and I just need to move on.

"Alexandria it is good to see you again" Angelo smiles, embracing me. I place my arms around his neck after a moment and let myself relax slightly.

Unlike Jaxon who had frozen up at the sight of Vince and was now glaring at him. Vince raises an eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk present on his face.

"I've missed you too, now come on it's not safe around here" I smile, as I pull away a bit so my hands are still on Angelo's shoulders.

He nods but Vince questions, "where are we going? How do we know this isn't a trick?"

"What would be the point in tricking someone as stupid as you? It would not bring any satisfaction or happiness to us" Jax snarls, pushing me behind him protectively.

He knew that insulting Vince was dangerous and was ready to face the consequences on his own.

Vince sneers and takes a threatening step closer, "Are you sure? If you got rid of me, you could have my wife all to yourself".

"That's enough!" Angelo snaps as he notices my shocked expression, "stop behaving like children and lets go".

Jax mumbles an apology to me and interlaces my fingers as we lead the way back to where we hid the car.

Jax opens my door and I slip into the passenger seat. He leans down and whispers his sorry again before going around to the driving seat. Vince and Angelo stand beside the car, looking lost and I roll my eyes.

Opening the door a little bit, I shout, "climb in then. We don't have all day".

This seems to snap them back to reality and they get into the back of the car. As soon as the doors shut, Jax presses down on the accelerator.

The silence is overwhelming. No one knows what to say. What they can say.

In an attempt to make it less awkward, I put on the radio. I turn it up and subconsciously start to sing the lyrics.

By the time the songs finished we have just pulled up to an abandoned house. I had brought it under a false alias so we use it as our safe house. No one in the gang knew about it except for us, Nico and my parents.

"Stay here, I'm going to go and check the perimeter. Angelo come with me" Jax demands as I go to get out with him. Only for him to shake his head and push me gently back onto the seat.

"I can help too" I frown, my eyes pleading with him to let me come. I can't sit here with him alone yet.

What if I say the wrong thing? Or he gets annoyed at me for bringing up his blank time period?

"No, stay here. Vincenzo can protect you" he commands me, ignoring my begging completely. When we're alone later I'm going to kill him. I don't need Vince to protect me.

When he realises that I'm not going to try and argue it again. He presses a kiss to my brow before he and Angelo both go opposite ways, guns in front of them.

I shut the car door as quietly as I could when they both disappear from view. My muscles tense and every part of me tells me to run as Vince examines me intently.

"Guaio talk to me" he, finally, huffs after what seems like hours. I stay silent and refuse to look at him. Vince reaches over and grabs my hand.

I let myself revel in his touch before reminding myself of the cruel truths. We aren't together anymore. His family hates me. It was my fault he was shot.

He has no right to come here and do this. Not now. Not ever. I don't doubt that he knows this and this is another one of his wicked games.

Salvatore made it clear his feelings about me. I'm sure any retelling the last few months would have made me into the villain. The enemy.

I rip my hand out of his and whip around to face him. My teeth grind together, my hands clench into tight fists as I tremble.

"Baby" he sighs, reaching for me again. I press myself into the car door, out of his reach, as he tries to read my facial expression.

"Don't touch me " I snarl. He flinch at my harsh tone as if my words were bullets. Good.

We lapse back into silence. He keeps stealing glances of me when he doesn't think I'm looking. His jaw clenches and unclenches as well wait.

When Angelo and Jaxon reappear to tell us it is all clear, I practically jump out the car and run up the 3 levels of spiralling stairs. Straight up to my new bedroom and office in the attic.