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38| T R E N T-O T T O

AKILA'S POV


Will I go back?

I took the helmet off my head as I reached my castle. Man, I missed this place.

I smiled softly when the gates opened, I haven't been here in so long and I missed every second of it. The last two years I have been going on one mission after another, I got so caught up with work and totally left this place.

And either way, I need to prepare it for what's happening next.

Finally reaching the front door, I felt my heart getting a bit excited over the little moment I shared with my favorite place. This place is like that one person or anything that feels like an actual home. It's that one place no one in this whole world knows about, it makes me feel and connect with the powerful person I am. Just one land with one person knowing its existence, sounds like someone I know.

I chuckled at myself before opening the huge doors. Damn, I even forgot how good looking it is. It was something from the outside and a whole other thing from the inside. Each room, each wall held something different, held a different year throughout my life.

And there I stood in my years, I stood in between my own self, every single version of Akila Lorenzo. It feels much more right using that name after I told Alessandro about it for some reason. I'll always be the scary heartless Venom of course but Akila is sure one hell of a woman.

My head looked up at the diamond chandelier hanging from the ceiling, followed by the beautiful paintings next to it. I slowly took my jacket off and held it close to my arm. I kept marching around the place knowing damn well it will take me a long time to reach my bedroom. Everything around this living room was made with diamonds and crystals, gold and silver. Every piece of furniture was handmade with the softest and smoothest materials. The carpets are handmade as well with dark rich colors mixed together on each one.

I saw from a far distance the kitchen and my stomach started making some hunger noises. So I rushed my way there in hope to stop these noises since it annoys me.

As I got there, I opened one of the pantries and got myself some Oreos. I sat on the kitchen counter even though there were so many chairs. I like this kitchen.

I sat quietly in the kitchen eating my Oreos when I thought back about Lydia. They will know sooner or later but the thing is they're not trying to find out. They're relying on me as if I will give them answers when I won't. I don't give people answers nor clues, you figure out yourself or don't. Yet in this situation, they have to know. I can't keep them apart for long.

I came here for a reason, a really good one. What I have been expecting this whole time was about to happen and I need to set my plan straight, I might be the only one getting out alive.

It will be one huge mess, one huge break down but it has to happen. I have the power to stop it but I won't. The mess got to be made to get fixed.

I rubbed both my hands together to take off any crumbs left from the Oreos and jumped off the counter. I started getting hot in my jumpsuit so I decided to go to my bedroom, my real bedroom.

Walking up stairs, passing one room after another, I finally reached my bedroom. I grabbed both door knobs and pushed the door in to open. My eyes first landed on the Alaskan King bed in the middle of the large room with almost a hundred and fifty wide. To the left was another large black wooden door to my dear closet, and for the right was a library wall.

All I wanted to do at the moment was get into my closet and that's exactly what I did. Stepping a foot into that room felt like actual heaven, I enjoyed dressing up and buying a lot of clothes. My whole closet was either black or dark blue and emerald, I love so deeply dark colors. I hate colorful clothes, the ones with flowers or animals are sickening.

My pajamas are all made of silk, it's comfortable. I took in a deep breath of the attractive smell of leather, god I missed this place.

It took all the strength in my body to stop myself from dressing up and have a show right now where I stood.

I chuckled at my childish self and got closer to the sweatpants drawer, I opened it and picked a soft gray sweatpants. A few drawers next to it were the crop tops, I got myself a lighter shade of gray to match my sweatpants and took both items and ran to the bathroom.

Sitting in that bathtub sure was relaxing but I don't like spending too much time there and I had other things to do. Who said the night was over?

The night never ends, it comes and goes, never ends. I grabbed the towel I left on the sink and wrapped it around my body as I let the natural air dry out my hair, I know it probably won't. I got really thick hair, it can go up to hours just for it to completely dry.

I slid my legs into my sweatpants and wore my crop top before getting out of the bathroom. I got back in my room with the sudden urge to listen to music. I usually hate listening to any, however getting back here makes me want to do many things I haven't done in years or maybe I haven't done at all.

The guy's voice shook my bedroom floor as the music filled the void lyric by lyric. I don't even know his name or the song, all I know was it sure made me dance with the beat. I'm considered a really good dancer, whether hip hop or slow. I can do both.

Thinking about dancing suddenly made me smile which is something I shouldn't have thought of. I know Alessandro is planning to ask me this really tricky question, and I am planning to answer this really tricky question.

My smile kept getting bigger as the thought of him and I dancing in the middle of the room with all eyes on us, it's a great scenario but only if we live.

I chuckled as I stood in front of the speaker and turned the volume down, although I just ate I can still feel my stomach asking for actual food. I closed the lights before walking out of the door, hopefully it won't take long to reach the kitchen this time.

Not as I was expecting, it did take a quiet few minutes. When I stood there, finally reaching my destination, I for some reason didn't feel hungry anymore. It pissed me off, I didn't get out of my room and get here just so my stomach cancels plans.

I sighed in slight annoyance and opened the freezer, I remembered there was some vanilla flavored ice cream. Thanks to my beloved useful memory, there was vanilla ice cream so I took that out along with a spoon and started walking down the long hallway that will end my legs soon.

Isn't it crazy how there are literally eight ass planets and you're only given to live at one. It's ridiculous and unacceptable, I can't just sit here on earth and act like there's no Jupiter or Neptune. Just imagine moving to another planet or you can go and back from each one.

For a person like me, you get bored of the earth. You've been there and done it, seen it all so there's nothing exciting especially if you don't like people. I hate and despise interacting with people, not that I'm afraid nor get a fear of judgment and anxiety, it's just not for me. I don't find the fun and why am I supposed to be loyal to someone else? It doesn't make sense, I could use this loyalty for myself and I would be happily fine.

And having friends while killing people, yeah doesn't sound too good for me. I know everyone does it, Alessandro's way too friendly compared to me but he knows when to be and when to not. The man likes to keep his circle small, however in real life he's so welcoming and makes sure everyone feels wanted. He's easy to talk to and such a great listener even if it's the first time you've met him, trust me on this one.

Great god, Emilion is much worse than Alessandro. From how much friendly he is, Emilion can literally make people uncomfortable. Not in a bad way but imagine sitting there when some random huge tall guy starts a conversation without even saying hey or hello.

Not forgetting the depressed little Dante. I laughed then stopped feeling bad for him, he's not depressed I only like to call him that. He's so close and always to himself, probably doesn't care about anyone except Alessandro and Emilion which is a good thing if you ask me. I totally support caring about those who are the closest to you, the only ones who will always be there no matter what.

I still don't believe in forever and sure up until I die that each person in your life is temporary but I've been thinking these days it's okay to be close with one or two people, I think.

Leaving the close with people aside, never ever get attached. I like to live with the fact that one day everything and everyone will be gone. I will wake up one day and be someone else, I will wake up one day in a whole other life. Maybe another planet.

I laughed again at myself, who loves to break characters and those big inspiring quotes, believe me I'm much more serious and professional when it's needed. Oh and always a robot in front of people, it's kind of my thing if you wonder.

It pisses the absolute shit out of Armando and it's the funniest thing I can go through the day. He seriously has mad issues with me but I couldn't care less, however it's nice how he tries to hide it for Alessandro's sake. Well thinking about it, it's for his own sake and life. If I wasn't the person I am, I would have admitted that Alessandro sure is a scary intimidating man but who the hell is he compared to me.

Even he knows it.

As I was lost deeply into my thoughts, the idea to call or text Alessandro popped in my head and I can swear on anything that I never once thought about it until this very moment. My mind couldn't take the information I was giving right now and I started getting way too confused which is something I'm not used to. Why the hell would I want to call him or send a damn text, the guy is probably crushed now or having some late night crises.

I want to drink some apple juice.

Oh my god, I totally forgot about Alessandro and apple juice. That day when Emilion noticed we both liked it and kept quietly teasing Alessandro was one of my favorite moments with these people. I probably would add helping Lydia escape as one of my favorite moments as well, not actually helping but Alessandro's pure shock and concern was adorable. He wanted to support me so bad yet at the same time Lydia was gone.

Mentioning Lydia made me think about how this girl's life is messed up. Being the only one who knows her story is sad but not for me, for her. I do know her family, they don't know me. She met her family a million times, she just doesn't know and they don't either.

Am I an asshole for not telling her or them? Yes, you can call me that. However, I would appreciate it more if you called me a smart asshole. It's easy, just telling them and telling her and I hate easy.

I know, I know, it's reuniting people and family but let's not forget the person I am. It ain't my problem they got separated and it's not theirs either yet it's still not mine.

As I was walking around the hallways, I came across a clock hanging on the wall and it turns out it was four in the morning. How did that even happen.

I rushed a few steps forwards to a glass window and the sky was starting to get brighter. My eyes widened at what they were seeing but then I shook it off with a shrug and continued walking. No worries, I still got two hours before I have to get ready.

It's crazy how he wakes up so early, he never used to be that kind of a person. I watched him before all of this and believe me when I say he is not a morning bird, however I do understand why he started getting up so early and work day by day. His desire and dream is huge, what a waste of life.

You know it's hard having the need to kill someone but you have to hold it back for the right moment. And the saddest thing is, I might not be the one killing him.

He kills one and the shadows will appear, leaving the clueless killer drowning in his own demons of DEATH.

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