Two Days
Driving away from the apartment complex you let one leg cross over the other as you stare out of the window. You're surprised to find that the silence that falls over you two is comfortable.
Alastor on the other hand was a bundle of nerves.
Having come to even more realizations pertaining his feelings for you he found his mouth dry and cheeks slightly warm.
Why on earth am I so nervous?...
She's the same person she was a day ago.
Alastors eyes shifted to you for a moment and he noticed the high neck blouse you wore today. His hands gripped the wheel tighter as he averted his gaze.
Pulling into the parking lot of the building he shuts the car off and you clear your throat,"Alastor?" He looks to you as he unbuckles his seatbelt, raising a brow,"Yes, my dear?"
He notices the look of concern in your eyes and the way you gently chew on the inside of your cheek,"Are you okay?"
During the car ride he hadn't said a word, nor did he even look your way. You grew worried as the car ride went on yet remained in silence. You hoped he'd say something yet he didn't. You wondered if he regretted last night and if all you saw was just a part of your imagination.
Alastor lowers a brow in question and you fiddle with your fingers,"U-Um well you've just been so quiet and sort of tense so I was just concerned—" Before you could finish your sentence you feel Alastors soft lips against yours. His fingers were looped beneath your chin, pulling you in deeper.
Your cheeks tinged pink and after a few moments you both slowly separated. He chuckled sheepishly and met your gaze,"I'm okay. And I hope you know I don't intend on last night being a one time thing, nor a casual fling. I-...I truly like you, (Y/N)." You blink back at his words and his thumb gently runs over your bottom lip. His eyes flicker from your soft nude lips back up to your sparkling eyes.
"I have business to attend to tonight, but would you grant me the honor of accompanying me to dinner tomorrow night?"
You were silent for a few moments. With a nervous laugh you put some distance between you two, Alastor felt uneasy as you did this.
"Like on a date?",you inquired while twirling your index fingers. Alastor nods slowly with his own nervous chuckle,"Why of course. If you don't want to its quite alright."
You shake your head slowly with a soft laugh,"No no, I just wasn't sure." You offer him a wide and kind smile,"I'd love to." Alastors own smile spreads across his lips and he nods with a pleased hum,"Very well. I'll pick you up at eight."
You nod in agreement and Alastor steps out of the vehicle making his way to your door. You contain the excitement you feel at the fact that Alastor just asked you out.
Yet you can't help but feel that worry pool in your stomach. Helping you out of the car you feel it may be best to question him now, in the vacant lot. And you wouldn't want to go on a date without having a sure answer.
Just as you were about to speak Tom comes running towards the two of you with a numerous amount of papers in his hands. Alastor and you share a look of confusion.
"Shit!",he curses nearly tripping and falling,"Alastor!"
Alastors arms fold behind him and he looks at the short man with an expectant look. He continues on,"Some shit went down in your office, you've gotta come!" With that Tom turns and makes his way back to the entrance of the building.
Alastors brows furrow and he looks to you before grabbing ahold of your hand and rushing towards the building.
Running into the building with Alastor many hurriedly avert their gazes and whisper to one another. Tom leads you two into the elevator, you notice his entire body is shaking and his tanned skin is sweating. He looks terrified.
"Tom what happened?",Alastors voice is stern and professional as the elevator takes the three of you up the floors. Tom clears his throat and tugs on his tie with a nervous chuckle,"Well um it seems—" Before he can finish his sentence the elevator dings and the steel doors give way.
Alastor hurries through the doors and his eyes widen at the sight of the broken lock on his door. Stepping inside with Alastor you cover your mouth at the sight before you.
Glass is shattered all over the marble ground. His potted plants have been broken and dirt and fragments of the pot are scattered along the floor. Papers are torn and burned along the ground. You notice red paint splattered along his desk, the walls, and ground.
Taking a step forward glass crunches beneath your heel and you shake your head in utter disbelief at the large V painted across his window which outlooks the city.
Tom stands far behind and you turn to Alastor with a guilty and bad feeling easing into your stomach,"Alastor I-"
"Tom, get the entire cleaning crew up here. If they aren't up here in the next ten minutes you and every single cleaner will be fired.",his voice is stone cold. His hands remain folded behind his back as his expression is a deadpan one, only his eyes are slightly narrowed.
"I want every security officer in the meeting room downstairs, I don't give a damn if they are not on shift you will get them here. Am I understood?",you glance to Tom and he cowers slightly.
"U-Um you sure you don't want to call the police about this...",Toms voice trails off meekly as Alastors cranes his head to look at him. A grin spreads across his features and he pushes up his cheaters.
"Let everyone know that this will be kept under wraps or you will all suffer the consequences. Now get out of my face and do what I ordered." With that Tom immediately sprints back towards the elevator and disappears with complete fear instilled within him.
Alastor slams the door shut and you jump slightly. Turning to him you shake your head,"Alastor I'm so sorry I didn't think that—that he'd stoop so low." Alastor lifts his cheaters up atop of his head and pinches the bridge of his nose.
He jaw clenches as he walks forward and the glass crunches beneath his feet. Your quick to grab his elbow and pull him back,"You're gonna hurt yourself." His entire body is tense and he exhales shakily.
"Take the rest of the day off. Go home."
You dropped your hand and stepped back with confusion.
Alastor couldn't have you here. He didn't want you to see him like this. Not after all the progress he's made in making the fear in your eyes go away.
"Alastor I can't just—"
He turns around and exhales deeply in frustration,"Please. (Y/N) go home." His eyes are narrowed yet plead with you. Looking from his eyes to the complete destruction of his office you sigh gently.
Reaching up you cup his cheek and he immediately feels his shoulders relax,"Calm down...I'll leave but please watch yourself." Your tone is worried, and for good reason.
Knowing about the trios shady pasts and their crimes you were a bit worried for Alastors safety but you knew Vox wouldn't hurt him.
Enough to kill him at least.
And you knew very well that Alastor could hold his own.
Alastor offered you a weak smile and took your hand in his, planting a soft kiss against your knuckles he nodded,"I'll see you tomorrow."
Walking away your hand slowly slipped from his and you left the obliterated room. Now alone Alastor pulled his glasses back down and took another look around the room. He began to laugh humorlessly but loudly. His hand resting over his face.
You're a dead man, Vox.
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Walking along the streets you ran a hand across your soft hair with a sigh of frustration and a scowl on your face. You couldn't believe Vox. It was one thing for him to disrespect you but another for him to disrespect Alastor like that.
"Fucking men...stupid...jealous dumb...",you grumbled many curses while making your way to the bus stop. You wanted to give him a piece of your mind yet you had no clue where he was staying. And quite honestly you didn't want to see him because you'd probably strangle him.
You thought back to how scarily furious Alastor was. So calm and composed. His blood must have been boiling yet he remained calm.
You cracked a light smile while remembering the feeling of his lips against yours. Maybe giving him the benefit of the doubt was a good choice on your part.
Looking to your left you noticed police cars and an ambulance parked near an apartment complex. With furrowed brows and curiosity prodding at you you went towards the crowd.
You looked to a woman aside you and poked her shoulder,"Whats going on?" She looks to you with a handkerchief clutched tightly in her hand.
"They've found a body. A poor woman." You let out a soft gasp and look to the alleyway. Many are chattering and gossiping while police attempt to keep them away from the scene. About to turn away you swallow hard when medics open the door to reveal a figure beneath a white sheet. A breeze comes by and the sheet lifts.
You feel sick to your stomach at the sight of the redheads lifeless face. Her freckled face is splattered with blood and a bullet hole. Her green eyes are wide and unblinking.
Turning away everyone emits gasps of horror and gagging noises.
You quickly leave the crowd and cover your mouth. The sick feeling in your stomach becomes too much to bare and you run into an alleyway. Leaning over you hurl up this mornings breakfast.
"Nice to meet you, (Y/N). I hope Alastor keeps your around."
Cheryls voice falters in your head and you wipe your mouth with a cough. You hold your face in your hands and try to steady your breathing.
Why her? What did she do?
You stood up straight and gripped your hair. You thought of her soft smile and shook your head lightly,"I'm sorry Cheryl..." You whispered softly as you placed your hand over your heart.
"Are you okay?",a high pitched voice came from behind you. You jumped and let out an awkward laugh while sniffling slightly.
"U-Um yes I'm fi...",your voice trails off as you turn around and face the woman that meets your height. Your eyes narrow and your guard is put up in an instance. Scoffing you walk past her. You weren't about to deal with her right now.
"I'm not even going to ask how you found me or why you're here. I'm really not in the mood, Velvet."
Walking past her you hear a zipping sound,"Thats too bad." A sudden hard hit is landed to the back of your head and your eyes roll back. Falling forward on the asphalt you're knocked unconscious. Velvet places the pistol back into her purse and looks down at you with a soft sigh.
You have no idea what I have in store...you poor thing.
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Your head is pounding as you come to your senses. Your vision unblurs with every blink. Attempting to move your limbs your eyes widen realizing that they're tied. Or rather you're tied to a chair. Your screams come out muffled and you realize a cloth is tied around your mouth.
You look around and your brows furrow at the unfamiliar setting. The room is fancy yet doesnt look homely. Upon looking to the fridge you realize its a minibar.
A hotel room?
"You are quite the sleeper when knocked unconscious huh?",a soft laugh follows the high-pitched voice and you look up to see the smiling pale face of Velvet. Your heart races as she approaches you and sits on the chair across from you.
You begin to squirm and thrash in the heavy chair. The ropes that held down your wrists and ankles begin to burn your skin. Suddenly you feel something cold pressed between your eyes. Your body stills as you remember that feeling. With eyes clenched shut Velvet speaks again.
"I'm going to pull off the gag, if you make a sound the hotel staff will be very displeased to have to clean the mess I'll make. Nod if you understand?",Velvets voice is light and bubbly as she speaks. As if she hasn't kidnapped you and isnt holding a loaded pistol against your head.
Nodding slowly she pulls the gun away and yanks the gag down. Licking your lips your brows lower in anger and lips turn down,"Why are you doing this?"
Velvet looks at you incredulously before laughing loudly. The way she waves the gun around casually causes chills to run down your spine.
"Are you fucking serious? Well to gain something of course!",she sighs and runs a hand through her hair which falls down her back in waves. She stands and taps the gun against her temple.
"You hurt, Vox. You hurt him bad. Sure he hurt you I understand. But c'mon.",your nails dig into the arm of the chair and you watch as Velvet circles you.
"You just left him! With a shitty apology. Then when fate brought you two together you were with that jackass, Alastor. And you slapped him before leaving him all alone again. Don't you feel like a piece of crap?",you listen to Velvets words and feel guilt sink into your stomach. Your gaze falls to your bound legs and you swallow hard.
She continues on, leaning against the back of the chair you're tied to,"By the hickeys on your neck I knew I was right. You did sleep with Alastor when he ran out after you...that lovesick bastard. Not to mention that smokin' bartender seemed to be whipped too."
You feel the gun press against the throbbing spot on your head, you inhale sharply through clenched teeth.
"You have magical ladybits or something?"
You inhale shakily and don't risk moving an inch,"What do you want from me...?" Your heart is racing along with your mind. You wondered where Vox and Valentino were.
Why is she doing this?
I've literally never spoken to her before today!
"Its simple. I want you to take Vox back.",she circles back around and holds the pistol at her side. Standing across from you.
You look at her in disbelief and laugh loudly,"You knocked me out, tied me up, and are pointing a gun at me to play cupid! Are you out of your goddamn mind!" You thrash in the seat and stare up at her with fiery eyes,"I am never taking Vox back, and there is nothing you can do to make me."
Velvets lips curl up into a sadistic grin and she taps the barrel of the gun against her chin,"I bet there is."
You grow nauseous at the look on her pale and sharp features. Her eyes fall to the clock behind you and you scoff,"Try it."
She gives a nonchalant shrug and sits back down in the seat, with one leg crossing over the other she offers you a wide grin.
"I know you have Anthony inside that apartment with you."
Your heart drops.
You put on a confused face and raise a brow,"I have no clue who you—"
She aims the gun at you with a loud and maniacal laugh,"You think I'm fuckin' stupid! I saw you two outside your apartment complex. There's no use in lying." Swallowing hard you look to the barrel of the gun and tears begin to sting your eyes. Your heart is heavy and aching.
"P-Please don't tell me—"
Velvet interrupts you yet again,"Val doesn't know. And I haven't done anything." Despite the stress this alleviates your mind is still going hundreds of miles a minute. Your bottom lip quivers as she lowers the gun,"Vox means the world to me, (Y/N). And I'll do anything to assure his happiness and you're the only thing that truly gives his life light. So I'm going to give you two options."
Velvets eyes turn sadistic and cold as she rests her chin on the barrel of the silver pistol. You watch her with fear and worry.
"Option A.",she starts with a kinder smile,"You take back Vox, go back to LA with him and cut all ties with anyone you know here. Especially Alastor, Husk, and Anthony."
You swallow the lump that keeps forming in your throat, hot tears have already begun to roll down your cheeks. The thought of leaving them makes your heart crack and grow cold.
Your voice comes out choked as you look down at your heels,"O-Option B?"
Velvet sigh heavily,"You don't follow what I said. I tell Val where you've got Anthony, or even Henry.”,you look up at her as she says this, your lips parted in a look of horror,”Then once Val or Henry have Anthony...we’ll go after that bartender. Then Alastor.”
Your breathing grows heavy and you tug at the ropes again with a choked sob,”Why are you going after them! Why can’t you just—just take me out!” Your lip quivers and your body begins to shake as Velvet laughs psychotically.
“Vox would never let us hurt you. No matter what you do to him he would kill anyone who plucks a hair from your head. Plus...”,she presses the gun against your forehead and she smiles at you,”...this would hurt you more than an eternity of torture.”
You look at her with wide and unblinking eyes, she drops the gun yet again and sighs gently,”So its your choice to make. You have until Sunday when we leave for LA.”,she tosses the gun on the bed and pulls a switchblade from her heeled boot,”You either come with us, arm in arm with your dearest Vox...”
She goes behind the chair and begins to cut through the ropes,”Or Anthony comes with us along with the souls of Husk and Alastor.” Your legs have grown numb along with your heart as she cuts you free.
“Now remember, Val and I alone have organizations powerful enough to make government officials disappear without a single question. So there is no use in trying to run or hide, because I will find you.”
She kneels in front of your and looks up into your twitching eyes while cutting your wrist free. A smile spreads across her lips at the utter despair on your beautiful face.
“You have two days. Not a second later. If you aren’t at that train station then I’ll have your answer.”