Running from Leo

CHAPTER 20: The plan

Adrian's plan was simple and effective.

It was my ultimate ticket to freedom and my original life, the life which is still waiting for me.

He explained me every step and every possible outcomes if anything goes wrong.

I tried my best to focus on what he was explaining, but my mind kept lingering back to how soft those lips were and how amazingly they molded with mine. I could still feel the tingling on my lips, the flips my stomach made and that indefinable body burning feeling I got by his single touch.

Nonetheless, this was a mistake.

People do mistakes all the time, right? Especially when they are drunk. I do know that. I have seen my brother, Freddy, dry humping our mailbox when he came home drunk one night after he partied with his friends right before a week he was leaving for college. My neighbours, the twins had recorded a video of that and I still have it safe in one of my drawers back home, away from his reach as well as mine.

Compared to what I did, this is nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's just a kiss.

My first kiss...

People kiss each other every time! It's common. Some even have a bad first kiss experience. I should consider myself lucky. It's not a big deal. Not a big deal.

Not. A. Big. Deal.

It's just a small slip of moment, a distraction and I cannot afford distractions after what Adrian had told me.

It was too late at night and Adrian saw my tired, shocked and hungover state so he eventually left saying that he would visit me after lunch time to explain me more.

Too bad I woke up after lunch time.

"I think I'm dying." I moaned in pain and rubbed my temples.

"Welcome to the world of hangover. It hurts like shit and I'm glad that I don't suffer from that anymore." Adrian chirped and handed me a glass of water along with some tablets.

I took them without any questions then dropped on my bed.

"I am never drinking again." I huffed and covered my face under the soft and warm bedcovers.

"Now you know how I used to feel, if you remove the blood on your hands and a bloody knife beside you." He said nonchalantly and sighed dreamily. "Those were the beautiful days."

I kicked him and shot him a glare. "Stop joking, will you? I'm still mad at you."

"Whatever." His nose scrunches up. "You stink. In reality and in lies."

I sighed irritably. "Shut your nonsense up and continue explaining."

"Oh yeah, right. Sorry about that. Any questions?"

"When is the flight?" I asked warily.

"This Friday night. It's a three day trip."

"And the first stop is..." I trailed off and waited for him to confirm my mental guess.

"Yes." I grinned mischievously and wiggled my eyebrows at him. Adrian scowled. "Don't give me that look, signorina. I have told you what I know. The rest is up to you."

"Why are you helping me? Isn't trust like a huge part in this family? You're breaking their trust."

Adrian laughed nervously and shook his finger. "I see what you are trying to say here, Amelia, but I am not breaking anything. I'm helping them."

My eyes diluted in confusion. "How so?"

"I have told you before, I am not like the others. After that unfaithful night, I had been suffering from nightmares and many sleepless nights because what I had assumed was that I killed your roommate...my first kill. Now that I know that I didn't exactly kill her, I still haven't been able to sleep because I feel guilty for what I had done to her. My guilt filled sleepless nights are now interfering my work life and the famiglia is not happy with that. So when I am helping you I am—"