Anastasia's P.O.V
I opened my eyes and found myself still kissing him. Is it that time stopped or that I had been kissing him for up to fifteen minutes? It was so freaking weird. The kiss soon ended and I was blushing like hell. I looked into his eyes again, seeking the truth but what I found was what I had seen. Even though it was really wrong; the way he tortured Luis and then killed him, I understood his pain and if I was in his shoes, I would have probably done something worse. Dad is such a jerk!
"So, um… now that we've kissed and confessed…" He said and paused, putting my heart in suspense. "Would you be my girlfriend?"
Damn… I really didn't know what to say. I knew if I gave him my heart, it'd get broken cos as I had said, he was going to die in no time. Having a boyfriend for just ten minutes isn't something anyone would want to wish for. But once again, my emotions overshadowed my reasoning.
"Yes!"
"Yes!" And he kissed me again. This time, I could actually feel it and it felt like paradise. Hell, I didn't want him to stop.
When he finally did, he opened his palm and I saw a small golden ring inside. Is it that he had been clenching it in his fist all this while…? cos I never noticed it. He gave it to me and I wore it on my middle finger. I wish I had known that was what he was going to buy for me cos I literally bought him a platinum ring to wish him a happy death day. Glad it's found a more reasonable purpose.
So I gave him the ring which I had been wearing on my left hand and he also wore it. That moment, I felt that we were locked to each other forever and nothing else could break our bond except death.
Except DEATH! Alex was literally still aiming his head for about an hour now. I knew I had to do something about that and as soon as possible but I had no idea what.
Just then, he held my hand and leaned closer for another kiss.
"Sorry… gotta go," I excused myself. I knew he was going to feel pretty embarrassed but it was for his own good. I dressed up and left through the door we came in through. The one that had 'stairs' boldly crested on it.
The mere signal Alex needed was for me to leave him for just five minutes. Immediately after that, he'll finish the job. Then I'll run downstairs where the party was still going on and make it known to them that he was sniped… with a little bit of acting though. I didn't have a gun so there's no way it would be me. Alex? He certainly knew how to find his way out without getting caught. And that was it—so simple, yet effective.
But I wasn't going to let that happen anymore. Not to my boyfriend and not after the clear vision I had.
Looking back now, I think it would have been better for me to have stayed or left with him. But I didn't have enough time to think straight.
I leaned on the door and tried calling dad. For some reason and for the first time in forever, he didn't pick my phone call. I was sweating profusely. Our clock was ticking and there was no stopping it.
I tried calling Alex a couple of times but his phone was fucking switched off! I had no other choice but to get in there and just leave with him.
I opened the door slowly and just when I was supposed to burst in, I saw something unusual. He lifted his index finger and rotated it in the air. It was so abnormal. That was when I noticed a small, shiny silver object close to his head. Then it disappeared.
I waited a minute… nothing happened, two… still nothing, three, four, five; still nothing. He was just admiring his face in the transparent water.
And that was when I realized that it was the goddamned bullet! And then I remembered what he had done when Luis had tried shooting him. He probably did the same thing; he made the bullet fall to the ground just like that. He had shot at him before it even got to five minutes.
He saved himself! My heart leapt out of joy at that. I felt so glad that I had no hand in killing an innocent orphan. Thank God the 'innocent orphan didn't even die.'
Damn, I wasn't even sure if he was innocent. He was probably the one that put that stupid vision in my head with whatever goddamned powers he has. He may have manipulated it… Just to make me turn against my father. Why was I the one in the center of this whole game?? Why? I was so freaking confused—I didn't even know what the heck to believe.
By the way, the Alex I knew; though for little time, was not the type that'll accept defeat so easily. He would have shot him again and again till all his ammo finishes… but he just didn't.
Then the strangest thought came into my head; what if he was dead? What if Justin had killed him?? Damn, daddy would be furious if it's true.
I tried to make a decision… whether to just run away or to go back in there. I knew that if what daddy was saying was true, he was certainly going to kill me. But I didn't want to just leave like that. No one would want to be ditched that way; without even a means of finding his way back home. So I decided to go back and face whatever was going to happen. Something in my heart made me believe that everything was going to be all right.
I slowly walked back and met Justin by the pool, still staring at his reflection. He looked up at me.
"What took you so long?" He questioned.
"The party is over. We should be heading back now."