C11 He made me kill

"Next time, remind me to put up an act to eat in my room," I told Davina. She laughed.

"Well, you won't be eating there after today. You'll be joining the master in his dining."

I deadpanned.

My eyes grazed hers when I found her holding my hand.

"Hey..c'mon, don't be afraid. There are two dining halls in this mansion. We're a family, and as a family, we eat together. The boss cannot eat with the sluts and soldiers. They're the lowest common humans in this mansion, but the boss eats with the higher ranks, like us."

I blinked.

"Like us?."

"Like you and I. Don't worry, with time, you'll get to know everyone and their ranks. And when you're sworn in, the sluts will not have to look down on you anymore."

Her words pierce into my mind.

This is getting funnier than I expected. My shocked eyes melted into amused ones.

Davina's phone buzzed.

She tucked her short hair behind her ear and looked into her phone.

"I have to go to work. You'll be good, right?." She asked. Her brown eyes looked at me worriedly.

"Um..yeah. I will."

She hugged me and began walking away. I looked forward and cussed under my breath. I would be alone, and it's time to make some moves.

…

On all corners, the place was massive, with cameras on every corner. Looking from upstairs, I saw two huge guards at the entrance. There was no way I could get through them.

I gave up and turned to find more doors out of the room. I looked at the guard who was probably on alert watching me, and in front of me lay an elevator.

I smirked.

I pressed the blue button and it opened, I walked in and pressed it and it closed up. Well, a camera was watching me, I raised my middle finger to it and shouted, "Fuck you."

The ding noise of the elevator made me look toward it as it slid open, I went out of it. The last time I was here, I saw a girl die. My eyes watered as I remembered the incident of yesterday.

I heard a muffled noise and I knew I was not the only one up here.

Fuck.

I turned to leave but heard a voice say in Italian.

"Guardami, Idiota." (Look at me, Idiot.)

I froze.

I turned back but saw no one. Who said that?. I knew I wasn't alone on the goddamn rooftop.

I tiptoed, going behind the roof to where I heard the voice coming from, careful not to make any noise. I hid behind the wall and looked, men were standing around, all in a black suits. My eyes rested on Zavi, smoking furiously on a chair, watching…

I almost gasped when I saw a man in the middle, he had to be in his thirties or so, and facial hair grazed his upper lip. His lip looked to be knocked out, his right eye was swollen shut. It looked like they broke his nose and blood was oozing out of his nostrils.

I cringed and looked back at Zavi. He had a sly smile covered at the part of his lip, those smiles he'd give me all those times he wanted to scare me. And yes, he was still handsome as fuck.

"Perché l'hai fatto," His calm voice asked. His Italian accent left his lips so smooth and then I realized he was an Italian. Zavi was Italian. (Why did you do it?.)

"I thought I was going to have more fun, Uccidilo."(Kill him.)

I gasped and quickly shut my mouth. It was too late because Zavi heard me gasp and looked at me. I shrank and stepped back.

"Wait," He ordered and all of his men stopped to look at him, confusion written all over their faces.

"Come here," He said. My heart skipped, oh my god, I should had gone to my room after breakfast.

I looked at Zavi, and his cold eyes shot daggers at me.

My head screamed.

RUN

I took off in a wild run with my long thin legs. The men were hot after me. I reached the elevator and right there, strong hands gripped me from behind and raised me up to his shoulder.

"Fàg mi, you blood-sucking dick." I shouted in Scottish Gaelic.(Leave me)

The huge guy dropped me in front of Zavi and wobbled back. I tried to look away.

"Are you learning, little galla?." He asked. (Bitch.)

He called me a bitch in Gaelic. Fucking man whore.

"Leave me alone," I told him. My eyes looked down at my feet in embarrassment. Everyone was watching me.

"Hand her the gun, Slayer." He ordered.

My eyes looked up at him with a blank expression.

"What!!!."

"Take the gun." He ordered me. I hesitated.

He picked up his 9mm pistol from the table and pointed it at me.

My hand shook as it took the gun from the man.

"Kill him."

A tear dropped from my eye.

"No, no, please," I choked out.

"Or you die," His hand was placed on the trigger ready to burst my brain out. My eyes went red with fear.

"KILL HIM." That was his last warning.

I pointed it at the man as my hand went to the trigger. My hand was shaking but it was pointed at the man.

"1..2…"

Bang.

I pulled the trigger.

My body went rigid on the floor. My eyes were bloodshot as I saw the hole I made in the man's head. The blood oozing out of there and his cold wide eyes looking at me.

"This is more like it. Get used to it." He muttered and my body shook and I looked at him,my gun was directed at his face.

He held an amused look.

"I'm fucking going to kill you." I spat.

He seemed unfazed at the threat.

"Go on." He said.

All guns were pointed at me.

I laughed, "You think I'm afraid of death?. I do not care now, I will be happier in hell if I drag you with me."

"Then pull the trigger." He said with a thin crooked smile by the side of his lip.

Oh fuck...I did.

There was silence and no bang was heard. The gun was fucking empty.

No bullet.

He stood up and walked close to me.

I stepped back, I knew I was done for now. He can't think twice before pulling the bullet. He stepped closer, giving me a look not to move an inch, my legs shook under me, my heart was beating faster than a deer running in the woods. He came nearer and brought his lips to my ear, his breath fanning against my skin as it gave me chills.

"There's only one bullet left in that gun and you've already used it. This is one thing different from you and I, we kill and we're not afraid of death. But it's all a calculation."

I didn't know I had held up my breath until he withdrew back.

He looked at one of his men.

"Lock her up and starve her for two days."

With that, he walked away, humming.