KILLER | MP ✓

undici

'ow! what the fuck, nathaniel?.'

— elora

it was the same day just a different time. it was coming up to six o'clock and i'd text nathaniel my address. he said he'd be over soon.

i was currently putting on my shoes when there was a knock at the door. i finished slipping on the heels and made my way downstairs.

i opened the front door and saw nathaniel. he was wearing a black tuxedo with black shoes and a white dress shirt.

i smiled at him as he looked me up and down. i blushed and walked out of the house and locked the car door.

"so, where're we going?" i ask as he opens the car door for me. "i booked up a table at an italian restaurant in town." he smirks.

"you didn't have to you know." i sigh and watch him do up his belt. he only shrugs and begins driving. "i'll do anything for the most prettiest girl in the world."

"please," i roll my eyes. "you did see the group of girls i was sat with earlier right?"

"no" he shakes his head as he turns a corner. "i was only focused on the pretty one."

i blush and hide my face away from him. "thank you." i mumble.

we finally pull up at the restaurant and it looked beautiful. there was fancy window patterns and the smell smelt delicious. it was overall amazing.

nathaniel led me into the restaurant while he was following a waiter. the waiter brought us to a table for two and put our menus down.

"we'll have someone come over shorty to take your orders." the short guy spoke in an italian accent and walked away once we were seated.

"what are you going to get for starters?" nathaniel wonders as he looks at the menu in front of him. i shrug. "the tomato and rocket bruschetta looks nice. i think i may have that. what about you?"

i glance up at him and notice he's looking somewhere in the distance. i turn around and notice he's staring at a middle aged man with a gray beard over by the cash register counting money.

"who's that?" i ask and nathaniel quickly pulls himself out of the trance and turns back to me. "sorry. it was no one. uh yeah, i'll get the same."

+

after we finished our starters - which were amazing - we began looking for our main meal.

the guy that nathaniel was looking at earlier walked over with a note pad. "ciao, grazie per essere venuto a polibio's." the man greeted kindly.

translation:
'hello , thank you for coming to polibio's.'

"grazie," i smile at him. "what would you two people like to eat?" the tall man asked with a thick italian accent.

after we'd ordered me and nathaniel began to talk for a bit. we got to know each other and the things we liked and disliked.

"so what do you do for a living?" nathaniel asks as our food was placed down in front of us. we thank the waiter and he walks away with a smile.

"well, i use to be a therapist at new jersey insane asylum but was f- quit. i quit because it just wasn't right for me and now i'm jobless." i tell him and a put a piece of nice lasagna into my mouth.

"oh," he eyebrows become close together. "isn't that the one that mattia polibio went to before he broke out?" he wonders as he points his fork at me.

my cheeks become red as i just nod. "yeah, i guess."

"ha," nathaniel lets out a breathy chuckle. "mattia's last names polibio and this place it called 'polibio's' ain't that funny?" he smirks and i only nod, weirded out by him laughing so strangely.

we soon finished and decided that we were to full for desert so nathaniel ended up paying after me telling him not to.

nathaniel has an arm around me as we walked to his car. "isn't it weird to think that we only met earlier on today and we're already so close?"

i chuckle and slowly nod. "yep."

i went to open the car door but nathaniel stopped me. "no, let me."

he opens the car door but before i could step in and sit down i was hit over the head.

"ow! what the fuck, nathaniel?" i gasp as i reach around and feel the place where i was hit. i felt wetness and retracted my fingers to see that there was red gooey blood.

my breath hitched as i turned around to face nathaniel and to see him giving me evil eyes. "what's the matter with you?" i snap and push him and he grabs my wrists and pins me to the white tesla.

nathaniel hits me over the head again but this time i don't see anything but blackness.

+

— mattia

i was on my way over to , elora's house three days after seeing her i the bathroom to teach her how to fight but when i got there i noticed that her friends were banging on her door and one friend was trying to climb up to her window.

i hid behind a bush close enough so i could hear them.

"where is she?"

"she's been gone for three days!"

"she hasn't answered any of my calls or shit."

for some reason i start to feel worried. not because she's gone but because of mariano. what if he took her, killed her and now he'll be after me.

but once i thought that, i felt something in my stomach. i saw a elora's face in my mind and imagined her screaming for help as she was being hurt by him.

i instantly felt sick. i don't know why but i wanted to find her. make sure she's safe.

i huffed before getting up out of the bushes and walking over to her friends.

they hadn't noticed me so i cleared my throat to get their attention.

"you!" a girl with brown hair, eyes widen as she walks over to me and pushes me. i almost fall but i collect my balance and look at her freaked out. who does this girl think she is? "where is she?! where's elora?! i know you have something to do with this! tell me!"

"gia! calm down." the boy who was from the roof the night elora was shot said. he was stood next to a shorter guy. "don't tell me to calm down, alejandro! he's taken my best friend!" gia yells as she points at him.

i looked just as shocked as alejandro does. she thinks i took her?

"what? no! i haven't taken her! why would i do that?" i shake my head and put my hands up in surrender.

"oh shut the fuck up! you're a murderer! why wouldn't you take her?"

"gia, maybe it wasn't him," a girl with blonde hair that went down to her shoulders. "you as well, gray?"

gray? she looked familiar but i don't know where from. that's when it hit me. she works at the asylum. her names graziana morals.

"i mean, do we even know if she came home from her date with, nathaniel?" she asks.

and i look at the group with wide eyes. "what?" a girl with dark brown hair that held hands with the short guy asked.

"um, don't worry," i shake my head as i begin to walk backwards away from them. "i uh, i think i know where she is- or who at least took her."

and with that, i was running away and to the place that i new mariano would be.

aye, mattia's pov!¡
anyways, sooo nathaniel a bad guy... sorry if you wanted him and elora to be together i guess
i feel like everyone elora try's to be with always ends up hurting her lol