Mafia: Role Play

She hugged him, letting the tears fall from her eyes. "How could I forget something like that?"

"You didnt want to remember it. Ive had bad expiericnes like that. My father died because fo me. So did my brother. But thats... thats not important. Well kill him. Well get the son of a btich"

She began to wonder about him and his past, but this wasn't the time to ask. She released him from the hug and cleared the tears from her eyes. "Yes, we will."

"thanks"

She studied his eyes for a moment, and then looked away. She would never have thought she would care about him, but she felt herself being pulled that way. She tried to shake the thought. Everyone she got close to betrayed her or died, or weren't there such as her brothers. "May I use your shower?"

"ask Johnathon, its his apartment."

(( has Johnathan said anything? 😂 ))

John walked into the room.

"Okay lovebirds you can stay here for the night. You can take any supplies you need, and you can use my bedroom and bathroom. Tommorow you leave."

Angelina looked up and blushed at the "lovebirds" comment. "Thank you."

John smiled srcastiacally. he didnt like this one bit, but he owed Alex.

Alex layed down and went to sleep.

Angelina walked into the bathroom and took a shower and washed her hair. The hot water felt good on her skin. She washed the dirt off of her, along with the dried blood. The hot water stung at her stitches holding together her wounds.

Something woke up Alex. Something in the corner of his mind told him it that he wasnt alone in the seemingly empty room.

She hoped John wouldn't be mad at her for taking an extra long shower. A mixture of blood and dirt contaminated the water that rolled off of her and swirled down the drain. She bit the bottom of her lip, stifling a cry when the water hit a soar cut on her side that slightly bled. It wasn't gushing with blood, but when she moved a certain way she must have torn her stitches a little.

((I gotta go in ten mintes so... can we leave this till tommorow... if u want 2))

Johns heigtneded sense smelled blood on Angel. He walked into the bathroom and tore open the shower dor, worried that she was dead. Instead he yelled and turned around abruptly.

(( sure, we can continue tomorrow. U were waiting to open that shower door, weren't u? lol )) She turned as soon as the door opened and screamed. She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her body. She quickly turned the water off. "What the hell are you doing?!" She asked, still surprised from his sudden entrance.

" I smelled blood ion you. I thought- I thought. sorry."
he turned around, and faced Johns pistol.

"Sorry friend"

She was going to forgive him for his intrudance, but her eyes widened with fear, she saw John before he did.

His reflexes kicked in and the gun was pointed at John vefore he could even react. "sorry friend" he said back. he shot him in the head.

Angelina screamed and backed up, covering her ears as she closing her eyes for a moment. She hated guns! The towel slipped from around her.

Alex turned around after hearing the scream. He saw her naked before her and did not know what 2 do.