Saving Athena ✓

44) Please

A t h e n a

"I'm scared," I admit truthfully, looking around to meet Oscar's piercing gaze.

"Suck it up, buttercup," he lifts his gun and pretends to shoot me.

"Oscar," Eve calls out from behind him. "Be nice."

"Right, yeah, sorry, Athena." He says to me, flipping me off discreetly as he walks back and sits next to her. She leans on his shoulder before kissing his cheek.

I'm better than I was. It's been a few weeks. And Ace was right, she doesn't deserve to drag me back to the depths she's fallen to.

I feel that familiar scent take over my nostrils, Ace presses behind me as his arms wrap around my waist. He buries his head into my neck and pulls me closer to his back. "You alright?" He whispers against me, he asks me this a lot. I nod and give him the same response I've given him all of last month.

"Hey!" Someone screams from behind us. "Get your hands off my wife!"

I laugh as Cartier shoves Ace away from me, he throws his arm around my shoulder and laughs mockingly. He sticks his tongue out at Ace who scowls. "Mama bear is jealous," Cartier points out. "What do you think, Miss Grace?" Ace's arms cross across his chest, his muscles bulging from underneath his tight-fitting black shirt. He narrows his eyes at me.

"I have no comment," I state. Ace smirks and turns to Cartier, who runs off to annoy Eve. I turn to Ace to see his upper lip still in a smirk. "Hm?"

"Miss Grace," he repeats with a nod, he walks to me, and just before passing, he leans in and whispers, "That sounds really hot."

"What are you, into doctors?"

He smirks and tucks behind a loose strand of my hair. "Become one and let's see."

"Can you two stop lovemaking, please? You're making us feel very uncomfortable!" Cartier yells, throwing an arm around Oscar who gruffs and throws him off of him.

"I can do what I want," Ace replies, pulling me closer. "Shut up, Cartier."

"Shut up, Cartier," he mocks in a high-pitched voice. "My name is Ace and I need to be tucked into bed and swooned with cookies and milk."

Ace narrows his eyes at Cartier. I bite back a giggle and walk away and to the stand. Ronan is standing there, on the phone. I go and stand next to him and smile at the cashier. He drops his phone and smiles. "Hey you," he wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me flush against his side.

"Hey," I smile at him and look back at the boy. "Two bottles of water, please." I pass him the money and turn to Ronan.

"You okay?" He asks, tilting up a brow.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" I turn to him. "I'm okay, really."

"Just making sure," he offers me a shrug. He grabs the water from the guy and walks with me back to the front, where everyone is waiting. He scowls at Eve and Oscar. That happened the other day, and Ronan has been a pouty mess ever since. "Moterfucker," he sneers at him.

"Hm?" Oscar points his ear to him. "What was that? I couldn't hear you over the smell of success."

I furrow my brows and carefully slip out of his grasp, I walk to Ace and sit beside him. He rests his head on my shoulder and sighs.

"Am I gonna die?" I blurt, not being able to stop the words tumbling past my lips.

"What?" He lifts his head from my shoulder. "What are you on about?"