“Stay in the car.”

~*~

"Fuck, woman. I'm right here. I can hear you. No need to scream in my ear." He answered obviously pissed.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

*Nothing would happen to your friend. I assure you of that. If Vitaly got a hold of her then she not too long arrived at the trap house."

"Well, good."

"The level of trust you have in me is beyond words, sweetheart." He chuckled.

*Well, men are men. You can't trust them, period."

Vitaly laughed and for some odd reason made me suddenly get these pleasing goosebumps.

Rubbing my arms back to normal, he glimpsed at me.

"Are you cold?"

"No." I shrugged.

"Oh," he smiled wickedly, "You're just turned on, I see.'"

"Excuse me?" I scowled, feeling pissed at his bluntness.

"You know, I find it hard to believe that you're single."

"Really? And why is that so hard to believe?" I teased.

"No reason."

"Well of course there's none because you say things without making any sense." I smiled.

*But really, I'm curious about you. Don't you want to experience that love thing people fuss all about?"

"Maybe I had a bad experience?" I admitted quietly.

"Ah, so you're not as innocent as I thought you were."

"No," I laughed softly, "I would like to still think that, Sin. I just- I hadn't exactly been in a relationship with anyone but I did like this guy."

"Oh, this is going to be interesting. Tell me more, baby."

"I don't know. I don't like talking about it. It happened a long time ago. No one even knows about this anyway- not even Becca."

"Well. I'm not going to force you then."

I leaned back on the seat and closed my eyes tightly just pondering whether I should or not.

"He was a selfish, pussy," I began with a sigh, "He made me think I was in love when he was just emotionally guilt-tripping me to stay in a relationship. I don't think I was ever in love with him to be quite honest nor did he even know what love was. He just never allowed me to leave him, it felt wrong somehow. He was emotionally abusive."

Sinister didn't answer, but he listened.

"We met a little before university. He studied to be a doctor. Should have known he wasn't genuine when he said he did it for the money. He was the first guy I ever had any real feelings for, Sinister. I just- I don't know, he just seemed so -my type you know? Like he was so into me, at first I mean. I shouldn't have ignored the signs. All those narcissist traits. He cheated on me. I think what people didn't know was that I ended the relationship the day I found out, and the sad thing is that the girl he cheated on me with didn't even know about me. We became really good friends after though, hating the same man does drive a strong friendship. Or rather, pitying the same man."

"Sounds like an asshole and doesn't sound like a man to me. Hope you stop wasting time on little boys like that."

"He was," I laughed, "This is why you don't settle kids. He wasn't even attractive to me, I don't know what I was thinking."

"You weren't, but take it from me Donovan, you didn't deserve that nor did that. He sounds cheap, and trust me, there are many little boys like that out there. Matter of fact, let me guess, he found someone else shortly after? Don't even waste your time thinking about that shit "

"You're right, I shouldn't." I blinked, feeling my voice get a little sour, "He just took advantage of the fact that I was innocent and unaware of the world. I didn't know."

"You still don't know, Angel."

"You're not making me feel any better."

"I'm not so good with that 'feelings' thing, love. You have to excuse me."

"But," I shifted looking out the window as I felt the cold chilly breeze kiss my face and the soft icy sprinkles of rain that sparkled down from the dark heaven, "It doesn't mean I completely locked off. I believe in love. I know there is someone for every one of us out there."

"Love," Sinister scoffed, "You live in a fantasy, Grey. But, it doesn't mean I don't want you to have that. It's just not for everyone."

"You don't believe in finding love, Mr. Salvatore?"

"Look at me, Angel. I'm in the bloody Mafia, you're in a storybook. Things like that don't happen to people like me. I said this already and I'll say it again; My world is different from yours. We are two different people."

"That's not true."

Sinister looked ahead, deep in concentration, as if he was searching for a star behind the gloomy clouds in the sky ahead. At that moment, he spoke in a raw, gentle tone more to himself rather than to me, "I'm a monster:"

"You're not."

Perhaps what he said was not to be heard by me yet I heard and he seemed to be a slight bit surprised by my response.

I inhaled almost sucking all the pressure in a tight knot and replied exhaling, "You're just…lost,"

Sinister gave a soft chuckle, "You're mad and I'm lost. We make the perfect pair, don't we, Grey?"

"If the whole love thing doesn't work out for me then I'm grabbing my shotgun and moving in with you."

"I'll wait for that day, love."

The ride was longer than I expected.

"Urghh, are we there yet?" I groaned adjusting myself for the billionth time.

"Stop moving so much, it's annoying." He Scowled.

"Really? Next, you're going to tell me to stop breathing so much." I retorted with an equal amount of irritation.

Now, I sort of wished I had gone back to his house. I could have locked myself in his room and slept. Then again, Nadia might have killed me in my sleep. The thought about her was confusing. Surely, she had this big secret she was hiding from everyone. Was she betraying Sinister? What was her motive? What was her story? Now that I thought about it, Nadia was an interesting individual I had little knowledge of.

"What's with Nad?" I brought myself to ask, breaking the silence.

"Nad?" he arched an eyebrow.

"Nadia."

"Nad," he gave a soft laugh, *You two got quite close."

"Closer than you think." I rolled my eyes with a scoff.

So close we were shoving guns in each other's face.

"We're here." Sinister suddenly stated and pulled into a space in the small parking lot.

The place was mildly lit and the sound of laughter and music came from inside the small building ahead. It didn't seem to be a club. For some odd reason, it was a lot quieter than I had expected.

"Stay in the car, I'll be back soon."

"What?" I protested, *Are you insane? No, I'm coming too."

"I don't need a tail, Becky." He scowled.

"Then I'll be your head." I firmly replied.

"Don't bitch with me right now, Grey."

"I'm not staying here alone. You promised me,

Sinister."