Swan | H.S

23

Only one will stand at the end of it all

Valentina Ramírez was a mystery I couldn't help but want to learn more about, to unravel the dirty secrets hidden under that innocent complex. A part of me thought it was going to be easy getting all the answers I needed from her, but now seeing how things are going it's more complicated then I believed.

This little swan had everyone breaking their necks every time she walks in a room. It actually made me chuckle knowing that she was the only one who didn't know what type of power she held if she just walked around with that confidence in her that made people fear her within every room she stepped into. I find myself to be more silent and observant around her, it's amazing the things you can learn about someone simply based off of their actions.

The past three times I've seen her I've found myself documenting our interaction down in my journal and slowly but surely she's been opening up but not as much as I'd like her to. It almost made me frustrated at how long it was taking, this whole waiting game was driving me sane and my fingers were itching to gain that bit of control I've been loosing these past few weeks but this is what its all about, patience.

Patience; a painful waiting game.

As much as I hated being patient, it brought me so much knowledge I didn't think I needed. It completely changed the little swans position in this case. All the clues started leading to one answer and that she has nothing to do with whatever her father is doing in that little club of his. But just because there's a possibility she has nothing to do with her fathers sick games that didn't mean she wouldn't be useful. It indeed switches the game plan I had, but now with her by my side her father wouldn't dare to lay a finger on me because he knew that if he hurt me it raise suspicion on his part. The precious little swan has shown to be one of the most reliable sources I have right now.

Don't get me wrong she hasn't given me a reason not to trust her but she also hasn't given me a reason to trust her.

I was playing one damn risky game trying to walk on fire, but then again a little burn never hurt me before nor now.

"If they weren't able to see that, other people did." I speak again before she could even process a reply. "Including myself." I almost whispered but loud enough knowing she heard, hearing her lips part open in response.

I don't know what came over me last night when I said that, I didn't even think twice before it slipped right off my tongue surprising myself at the same time. My heart skipped a beat once it came out of my mouth feeling the palms of my hands sweat.

Convincing myself that I didn't mean what I said that it was just some sort of tactic I could use to get closer to her but the little voice in my head laughed at the shitty cover up. I had to remind myself I didn't come here to make friends or find myself a relationship I came here for one reason and only one, to find Gemma. I wasn't going to let some girl jeopardize the case I've been working on for years now. Soon enough once this is all over with and I get Gemma back it will all be ancient history, like we never even met.