SUZIE
Monty's arms around me tightened as he tried to calm me down. With his one hand, he began rubbing my back. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me out of the bathroom. I couldn't stop crying. I buried my face in the crock of his neck. Funny, the one I had started to hate the most, was actually there to comfort me. I hated myself for being such a bratty bitch. Or maybe, Ariana was right about me. That I was a homewrecking bitch, just like my mom.
He wrapped my naked body with the free sheets on the bed. He laid down with me on top of his body. “I knew about the abortion and I knew, Ariana has always been faithful to boss. But I never knew about the complication. I never knew it would take away her ability to carry children.” Monty whispered softly in my ear, as if he was trying to make me feel better.
Another loud sob left my lips. I wasn't just sad. I was hating myself. We were kids. We were just fooling around. But in those games and fun, I destroyed three lives. “I am sorry! I hate myself for everything I have done. I never should have listened to mom. I never should have let her manipulate me. I never should have been greedy.” I was blaming myself for everything that happened.
It was true that I was not the only one to blame for all that. But I was the one who created the path that destroyed lives. “You can't blame yourself for all that. Your mom is the one to blame. And I was not a child who fell into your trap. I should have known better. You are not the one to blame her. You were just a child.” I was surprised to hear Monty defend me from myself.
That very man had been blaming me for everything. And he had been torturing me for days because of the same reason. He was suddenly defending me when I had finally broken down and started speaking the same language as his. “Look at you. Now you are defending me from myself. It is you, who disrupted the peace that I had made with my sins. Now you are telling me, I am not the one to blame here?” I questioned him, leaving him speechless for a second.
He sighed. Then I felt him taking a deep breath. He was thinking something. He always did this thing where he would take deep breaths to clear his head. “You know, I never told you the real reason I came back. I never wanted to tell you the real reason. I just wanted to come here.” He whispered softly against my ear.
I got up, giving him a confused look. “What are you talking about? You already told me that you wanted to punish me for all that I had done. I destroyed your life too. Isn't that you forced me to marry you? So I can understand where Ariana stood on the day of her wedding?” I asked out of confusion.
Monty also got up and wrapped his arms around me. He pinched my chin lightly and guided my face toward his. When our lips finally met, I felt something very different about him. The kiss was soft yet passionate. He didn't demand anything. And I didn't open my mouth. He was sucking my lower lip and I just let him do that.
When he finally pulled away, I felt my heart literally pounding against my rib cage. I drew a shaky breath, tasting his mouth into mine. That sure calmed me down. “That's what I wanted you to believe. So you could hate me forever.” He whispered, his head resting against mine. I looked up, gazing into his eyes. I couldn't figure out which Monty was real. The one I was with at that moment. Or the one who forced his way back into my life just to punish me severely.
His face was the mixture of everything. His eyes, I saw all kinds of emotions stirring in his eyes. Sadness, guilt, anger, hatred, love, loneliness, self loathing, and something else that I couldn't recognize.
Monty chuckled, and its darkness made me shiver. He was suddenly so empty. “I came back into your life because I wanted you to hate me. I wanted you to hate me so much that you would never remember me when I will be gone.” Monty finally spoke up, of what he felt.
My brows knitted together as I tried to make sense of what he was saying. “Deep down, you know you had feelings for me by the time we had fucked up boss’ life, and Ariana's. Until you could understand, it was too late. Tell me, if I was delusional back then.” I blinked, listening to him speaking about my dark secret that I thought I had kept hidden from even the god.
I tried to open my mouth to say something. But nothing came out of my mouth. Nothing at all. My words were lost. “I knew it when I saw it last time. I saw it in your eyes when I dropped off that dead fetus in your feet.” He added, gently stroking my hair.
“Back then, I knew you had fallen for me. The way you looked at me, I knew, things had changed. But back then, I was just too angry to give it a shit.” He added, pulling me back to his chest. As if he was trying to protect me from something invisible.
“I came back to give you something that you could live with. I had been keeping my eyes on you. I saw you, getting depressed day by day. I have heard you cry yourself to sleep many nights.” I pulled away just enough so I could look in his eyes. It made no sense, whatever he was talking about.
“I thought you left. I thought you ran away because dad had been looking for you. You were right here, all along? Really?” I asked in a low tone. I was surprised actually. Monty was in the same city as we all were. And my father was unable to find him with all the resources he had.
“Boss has the best of everything. He has the strength. But still, half of the excellence of his power was with me. He is with the mind, and I was with the force.” I couldn't help but smile sarcastically when I heard him.
“Yeah! You are a mythical creature and dad was using you.” He suddenly gripped my hair and kissed me again, this time, he showed me his aggression. He didn't like it when I made fun of him.
“I never said that crap. I meant to say, when I am hiding, even your dad can't find me. There is a reason why I have been your dad's right hand man since before you were even born.” the idea was nasty, but not as nasty and fucked up as it was with Ariana and my father. Dad was the first person to hold her in his arms when she was born.
“Anyways! I came here because I am tired of running. I might be the best at my work, but boss has his name. I know, sooner or later, he is going to find me.” He whispered softly, stroking my head gently.
I wanted to look at him as he was about to tell me something I didn't want to know. “What are you planning on, Monty? Why are you here? Why all that? Why were you trying to make me hate you?” I bombarded him with all the questions I had in my mind.
“You know well, once I let myself get caught, it's going to be the end of me.” My heart sank in the pit of my stomach. My worst fear was coming to life. I had my suspicions about that plan of his, but I was trying to push it away. Closing your eyes doesn't change reality. In my case, I was trying to glue my eyes shut.
“No! Please… don't.” I whimpered, wrapping my arms around him as I started crying again. It was a suicide mission. And the one holding the gun to Monty's head, was the famous, Enzo De Luca.