ABSOLUTE INSANITY: A forbidden bond
Chapter 60: ★Romeo, my death!★

Chapter 60: ★Romeo, my death!★

~Chapter 60~

I was running late, and the thought of being tardy made my stomach twist into knots. Glancing over at Michael, who was too focused on the road ahead.

"How many more minutes?" I whispered, tapping my legs impatiently, feeling the anxiousness creeping as the minutes ticked by.

I needed to drop by the apartment to drop off the food Michael had kindly ordered for Aria and Frank.

They would still be at work but when they come they needed food and I bet they would love to have this fancy meal.

"About twenty minutes before you start work," Michael replied, turning a corner and I nodded, drifting my eyes back to the window.

The buildings and streets blurred together, and I tried counting them but I couldn’t focus.

A dreadful feeling that I couldn’t shake off, no matter what I did had settled in the pit of my stomach.

I frowned, hating this strange feeling and trying to pinpoint the source of my discomfort.

Nothing makes sense. Just a few minutes ago, I was fine – relaxed, even.

My brows furrowed, trying to make sense of the growing unease that had clouded my head.

Michael and I had shared a pleasant meal, and our conversation was good too, so why this feeling of dread.

Why was I feeling this way? I wondered, Was it just my imagination playing tricks on me? Or was I simply being paranoid about being late and disappointing Diane after my warning?

Yeah, it must be that. I pushed the thoughts away, focusing on the counting of buildings in my head.

Needing a way to calm my nerves and clear my mind. I couldn’t focus on the buildings so I went for numbers.

I counted up to the one number I still remembered, counting and counting but before I’d even finish my counting.

The car came to a halt, and Michael ran out to open my door. But I was already showing myself out.

I didn’t need a princess treatment right now, not when I was running late. Michael’s gentleman gesture was appreciated, but I waved him off, taking a look at my building.

"Thanks for the meal and car ride," I voiced sincere, I was genuinely happy and grateful, turning to face Michael. He nodded and smiled.

I smiled back at him, feeling a warmth in my chest towards this kind and thoughtful person.

He nodded at me, then he gestured towards the run-down apartment building entrance.

"I’m still here to take you to the club and ask you for another date," he teased "so now chop...chop...don’t wanna be late." He spoke like a father scolding his child, and I let out a chuckle at his playful tone.

Turning and running into the building, my feet bounced off the worn walls. I walked over to the elevator, with the packaged food safely tucked in my arms pressing the floor button and stepping into it.

The doors slid shut behind me, and I leaned against the wall, exhaling deeply with a red face.

Quickly as soon the elevator dinged, I walked down the dimly lit hallway, carrying my feets towards the apartment door.

I fumbled through my dead bag, pulling out the keys and inserted them into the lock and turned it.

I pushed open the door, and I saw my death. Literally!

The air inside the apartment was so thick and heavy against my skin.

My death..My death was him. He was standing inside the room with his back faces to me but I could clearly see who owns it.

He turned over from the kitchen counter and his face came into view, gray eyes meeting mine with an unnerving intensity.

His signature half-masked face mocked me and the lazy cigarette dangling from his lips accompanied by that creepy grin.

My heart skipped beats but not the kind of ones I wanted. Sweats broke out on my forehead as I kept staring at my death, at the one person- apart from my sperm donor- who had haunted my every nightmare.

Romeo

"Finally," Romeo drawled, my eyes widening in horror as I took in the bloody scene before me. The apartment, was bloody and damaged.

A twisted nightmare.

Blood splattered the walls, the floor, and the barely hanging furnitures, a gruesome testament to the violence that must had unfolded.

I caught a glimpse of a body, lying motionless on the ground, a knife protruding from his head.

He was DEAD....and he was dressed in a dark suit, the same attire worn by Romeo’s men. A chill ran down my spine as I realized that Romeo’s own henchman had met a brutal end.

But by who? Aria?....Frank?

The food I was holding slipped from my arms, crashing to the floor as my fingers lost their grip.

I gasped, my breath getting caught up in my throat as I stumbled backward. Aria and Frank, my friends, my new family, were tied and beaten to a pulp.

They knelt on the floor, their mouths gagged, hands bound behind their backs. Their eyes, once bright now dull and....and almost lifeless.

Romeo, my tormentor, took a step closer, "Finally, the princess had graced us with her presence, hmmm" he gave me a little sarcastic bow and I backed away.

My feet stumbling as I desperately tried to put distance between us. My shoulders hit the wall at the end of the hallway, and I almost slid down, my legs giving out beneath me in fear.

Romeo’s eyes gleamed even more with excitement as he took another step closer. My heart pounded in my chest and my eyes rang repeatedly.

Romeo exhaled a plume of smoke, never breaking our eyes from eachother. He looked so calm...too calm and that was a very bad sign.

My body trembled so much body, as he gestured for me to come inside the room. His free hand beckoned me, the movement almost languid, as if he were inviting me to a dinner party rather than a torture chamber.

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