Chapter 17

Kay Santino The boys are in a deep conversation, while a nurse is attending to Ed's wound, and guess what he's doing? Right, he's trying to get in her panties. "What was this morning about? I mean, when you left in a hurry," I look at Sam, and I'm shocked he just talked to me. Maybe I should stop judging him. "We found a mole, but he was killed before he could say anything, "I sigh, thinking how Grandpa was quick to act. If he were someone else, I would have put him on my suspect list. "The guy you were with the other day, right?" I narrow my eyes at him questioningly. Did Theo tell him? "He didn't tell me, I thought the guy looked kind of unsettled last time we were there," he explains as if reading my mind. "Yes, it was him," I confirm, and he nods, looking at Theo "He did this, right?" he motions to the sleeping boy. His pretty face is swollen, and I'm sure he will cry when he looks at himself in the mirror. "Yeah," I mumble, holding Theo's hand and unconsciously playing with his fingers. His hand is smaller compared to Carl's. Why do I keep comparing Carl's hands anyway? Sam's eyes follow the action, and he looks back into my eyes with a soft look. "Thank you for being there for him," he gives me a small, sad smile, and I can't believe he just smiled. " He has always wanted a friend, you know," he sighs, looking back at his boyfriend. Sam is a different person now. I have been treating Theo badly, yet he kept coming back. I'm so bad at this friend stuff, but I will try to be good to him from today. "You can tell me anything, Kay, if someone is on your back, you have to tell someone," he whispers for only my ears. How did he know? " Did he tell you?" I nod at Theo. "No, but he's my boyfriend and I know when something is wrong," he explains, and I wonder just how deep they are into each other. "Okay," I whisper, looking away. Whom shall I talk to? Telling Sam is indirectly telling Carl, and Carl will tell my father. I don't want my father to worry about anything. I will try my grandfather. Provided he doesn't get in trouble like Theo is now. "Alex is back by the way, and he'll be at Lion's tomorrow in case you didn't know'' A married man going to a strip club? They never disappoint. "I didn't, thanks." Dean hasn't called me yet, and I will remember that when paying him. "I just found out from him," he points at Ed with his chin, and I nod. don't know what else to say, and Sam joins the boys in whatever they're talking about. They're speaking in Italian. I don't understand everything. I think I should learn the language since everyone I know speaks it. The nurse is already gone, and my eyes find Carl, who is now on the phone, angrily cussing at the person he is talking to. Does he ever talk to people in a normal way? I think everything annoys him, but I also love it; he looks more attractive this way. "Fuck, count yourself dead when I get there," he angrily cuts the call before putting the phone in his pocket. His sweats are still low on his waist, he never wears his trousers up, unless it's suit pants. Casual wear looks good on him. Fuck. I'm thinking about him again. "I have to go, will you be okay?" When did he arrive here? He is bending to my level because I am in a sitting position. Now that I look at him, his eyes are like a pool of chocolates, so brown and sinful. I fear they might pull me in, and I'm sure it's hell in there. His nose is a bit long, and he has slight stubble and full pink lips, which he's biting on the bottom one right now. Damn, his skin looks soft, and it's spotless. "Yeah, I will," I mumble, looking back into his eyes. He looks like a sin that you wouldn't realise when committing. "Okay," he says, kissing my hair before walking to the door, taking Marcello and Sam with him. I am left behind with Ed and my injured friend on the bed. "Hey," a voice croaks out, and I look beside me to find Theo's sleepy eyes looking at me. He tries to sit up but groans out in pain and lies back down. "Hey, you need to lie down." I hold his shoulders to prevent him from moving. "Fuck, I hate hospitals," he says, looking around, sighing. I hate hospitals, too. When I was here, I would do anything to go back home, even blackmailing my dad, and he had no choice but to let me. "Where is Sam?" he asks, looking at the people in the room, and wordlessly nodding to the Ed guy "He just left with Carl," I tell him, and he nods sadly. Poor boy. "How are you feeling?" I ask, rubbing his hand softly. "If this is the attention I get from you, I never want to get out of this bed," he jokes, and I smile slightly. "Fuck, did you just smile?" he almost yells, but groans afterwards when he feels pain. "Keep it down, will you?" I playfully scold, and he rolls his eyes but groans again. Poor fellow. "Seriously, princess, this is not you," he says, looking at me as if I'm a different person. "You don't like it?" I pretend to be offended. "No. Of course not, I like this side of you," he quickly says "I just realised how horrible of a friend I have been, I will try to be better, I promise," I say, squeezing his hand a little not to hurt him. "You just admitted to being my friend, fuck are you even for real?" he asks, smiling widely. I don't understand why he's so happy about us being friends. I am the most boring person I know. I remember Sam saying Theo has been looking for a friend for a long time. Does he not interact with the boys? "Do you want to be my right hand?" I offer, and he almost screams. I think I can trust him. I don't want Dad to pair me with another spy. "Fuck yes," he chirps, but groans once again. I feel like laughing at him right now. His happiness is still present even when he's dying. "How did it go?" he asks, referring to Thomas "He wanted to confess, but grandpa came out of nowhere and killed him, before he could." I am very annoyed with that old man. "Fuck" he curses out. I know how he must be feeling right now. We had a lead, and now we are back to zero. "I have something to tell you," he whispers, looking at Ed, who has his eyes trained on us. Theo clears his throat before adding later. When I went back home, I was shocked to find the same rose and a note. I thought that because Thomas was dead, I would sleep a day or two without them. But no. "You will only know who I am when I show myself to you. Good night, princess." I never slept; I kept tossing and turning until dawn. * Authors note; Thank you for reading. Tell me what you think, please.