My Saviour

dreams

WARNING : smut in this chapter

it was around 3 in the morning when I pulled up to Ace's place, I didn't want to come back here but it was either this or sleep in my car and I refused to do that.

I quietly open my door, but I end up accidentally slamming the door... well there goes my plan of being silent. I curse out the door as I walk towards the front door, not bothering to try and be quiet as I walk, these little rocks literally make that impossible.

Glancing at the windows I notice no lights on, I pray Ace is either not here or.... Yeah just that he's not here, cause if he is, he definitely isn't asleep. He might be Dracula if I'm being honest. He doesn't sleep. Like 3 hours a day max, and I'm being generous.

As I make it to the door I take in a large deep breath. I feel like I'm entering the dragon's den.

Very slowly unlocking the door I carefully walk in, shutting the door with my full body, but clearly that didn't work in making it silent as a creaking noise comes from the door causing me to shut my eyes, "shh, shut the fuck up," I whisper at the door. I've hit a new low, I've spoken to 2 doors in the span of 3 minutes.

staying in that position I lock the door, nearly blowing my head off as I hear the loudest click it's ever made. I send the meanest glare I could muster up to it.

Very, very slowly I get off the door and back away, my actions are making me feel as if I'm breaking into a house and not living in it.

As I turn around though I bump into a wall. Wait.

There's no wall in the middle of the entrance area. I fear the worst as I reach my hand out to said wall my eyes still shut closed.

I feel someone's abdomen, I already knew who it was from that but I continue bringing my hand higher, feeling a neck and then his jaw, my hand desperately wanted to melt into the act of having any physical contact with him but I slip my hand away.

Letting out a small deep breath I slightly open my eyes, green orbs staring back at me. Even looking at him makes my eyes water.

Because Ace, for some reason, has no blinds for the main windows in the common areas, the moonlight illuminated the indoor entrance so I could somewhat see him.

I watch as his hands gently raise to my face, holding it to look at him. "where where you?" my voice slightly cracks, I internally jump off a bridge when I hear the crack.

You're being too vulnerable Hayley.

He didn't respond for a moment, clearly, he was thinking about his answer, sorry, I mean lie. I hate this. I hate this so much. This whole feelings bullshit. always looking for him when I walk into a room, always wanting to ask the guys about him, wanting to be around him. I detest this behaviour. Especially cause it's clearly unrequited.

"Somewhere." I scoff at his answer, how dare he?

He could see how much pain I was in. I don't even know why I'm in so much pain. I don't think we've had a proper conversation since we've met, but there's something about him. He seems familiar, he seems safe. Well, that's quite ironic, with the whole mafia shit going on.

I shut my eyes and let out a sigh, a few tears dropping, "you can't just disappear and tell me you went 'somewhere'," my voice cracking again. Stop crying. Stop it now.

"I went to deal with some business," he finally says more than just one word, it was still vague though, I open my eyes," That wasn't so hard to tell me, was it." I try to stop myself from crying. I was still not satisfied with his answer but as of now, he's not gonna give me anything else.