B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Thirty-five
Angel woke up without recognizing the surroundings, her clothes were messy and her hair was a mess. His head hurt a little, he held it for a while. Angel looked at the sofa, confused. Because the hotel never provided a sofa in the room, a man slept with his head up and hands resting on the back of the sofa. Angel still remembers his mission, he walks snuggled. Picking up the gun hidden behind her bra, and pointing it at Jack. Angel was about to pull the gun, as if knowing the danger that was threatening Jack got up and kicked Angel's gun up to fall to the floor.
“Good job Rose, you are a traitor. I can't believe you killed your colleague's life. Did you forget our agreement my dear.”
Angel looking for a gap, he swung his right hand fist into Jack's cheek which Jack fended off quickly. Angel is not as careless as that, he just swung his left hand towards the stomach making Jack feel tremendous pain in the stomach. Angel turns, locks Jack's hands and makes Jack fall to his knees. Jack doesn't try to fight, he lets Angel beat him. Angel pulled Jack's left arm very strongly, making it tear to reveal Jack's stocky arm. Angel's position is very profitable at this time, but one move from Jack to make their position change, Jack made an unexpected move to make Angel rolled on the floor. Jack dropped his body over Angel's body, holding both hands and flanking Angel's legs tightly. Angel felt crowded, he thrashed but the energy he had was not enough to fight the satisfaction of Jack.
Jack's left facial skin peeled off, and dangled down. Strangely there was no blood flowing from there, Angel began to recognize the man through a scar on his cheek.
“Mr Arnold?.”
“It's good that you finally realized my existence.”
“Let go of me.”
“Who ordered you to kill me?.”
“It wasn't you, Jackson I was supposed to kill. Let go of me sir.”
Angel continued to thrash, making Arnold look like a leopard.
“Do you know, Jackson was dead two days ago. I came undercover to find the killer.”
Angel was silent, her mind glaring far away. Is he being fooled this time?, or is Arnold just making up stories?.
“I'll let you go, but make sure you don't attack me.”
“Good.”
Arnold took off the grip of his hand, and stood away from Angel's body. Angel got up and chose to sit beside the bed.
“What really happened?.” Arnold's face looked very serious.
Angel looked at the man in front of her, she was afraid that this man was just disguised and confessed that he was Arnold. But the scratch was so real, only Arnold had it.
“Ah.., this skin bothers me a lot.” Arnold pulled his dangling skin with a single powerful pull, Angel slightly ached to see it. Although he knew that it was just a fake leather, which was installed by Selena.
The face of the man in front of him instantly turned into the man he loved so much, Arnold. Jack is Arnold in disguise. Angel was amazed to see Arnold, but the hatred came. He recalled Smith saying that DarkRiver was guilty. They killed her father, and took away all the happiness Angel had. Angel sees an opportunity, he can take revenge for the death of his father. Angel picked up the gun, quickly pointing it at Arnold.
“Darling, didn't I tell you not to attack me. What's wrong with you?.”
“You are guilty Mr. Arnold, how could you take my family's life.”
“What do you mean, who made you like this?.”
“Smith told me everything, DarkRiver. You guys are cruel, did you forget what happened five years ago, Mr. Arnold. You killed the only family I have.”
“See you in hell you bastard.”
Angel pulled the trigger, and.
Dor....
Angel threw herself down on the floor, looking at Arnold with tears. He cried, though the sound of a gun was barely heard. His heart felt so bitter, as if the sound of a gun ringing in his ear. Angel felt very scared, but there was no other choice. He had to do it. When faced with a choice between hate and love, Angel tries not to choose both. Now he's just waiting, hoping Arnold and Blood are innocent.
“I'm not a stupid girl, I already know. I hope you understand better, and I don't want any lies from you, Mr. Arnold, it's for your own good.I just want revenge for my father's death. I'm sorry.”
Angel rubbed her tears, it was not a good thing if she came out with tears. As soon as Angel came out of the hotel room, he was immediately greeted by James who was in front of the door.
“How?.”
“It's done, the man died.”
“I want to see it.”
“I don't think it's necessary Mr. James, we still have some duties from Mr. Smith. We have to go.” soon
James nodded in agreement, and the two of them left the hotel. As soon as Angel's front door came to a realization, she left her coat inside the bar. Now that he was cold, there was no other choice but to endure the cold that enveloped him. Angel rushed into the car, realizing he would not be able to survive the cold temperatures as he is now.
“James, your turn to drive. I want to sit down and listen to Angel.” stories Smith got out of the car and into the back door.
“That's exactly what I want Smith.” James said with pleasure.
James took the helm, while Smith sat next to Angel. The car engine starts to ignite, and runs slowly down the slippery road.
“Honey, how was that. Did you enjoy the party?.”
“More or less so, Mr. Smith. Can you come by my room tonight?.”
“Wah.., wow.., is this a solicitation. I'm surprised, but it looks like you're starting to like me instead.” Smith stroked Angel's cheek gently.
Angel is silent, the temperature in the car is warm enough. But his heart felt so cold, he did not know what to do. Although his shot missed and left a life of seventy to thirty for Arnold, he was still afraid. It is not impossible if no one realizes it, Arnold will still die of blood loss in a hotel room.
“Mr Smith, can I have a soda like yesterday?.”
Smith turned to Angel, a sly mischievous smile on his lips.
“Don't soda my dear, the most expensive wine in the world I'll give you.”
“Thank you.”
