"You haven't said anything? Nothing at all?"
Amelia shook her head 'no' at Alex's questions.
"And he hasn't said anything?" The brunnette persisted to no avail. She let out an exasperated sigh and leaned back on the bed the two were sitting on. For now, it was Amelia's bed that she was using while they stayed with the Monroe family. She hadn't been kidding when she said there were a lot of rooms there. Alex originally thought the girls would crash in one bedroom and the guys in a nother but all four of them had a room to themselves. Nic even had a bed... although he rarely used it for sleeping. Just working out.
"Look, I just don't want to seem stupid by bringing something like that up in the middle of all this. It's only been a day since the office and our home was turned upside down," she bit her lip, looking away. "He may not show it, but Nic's just as angry as Worick was when we first saw the place. I think it's probably just best if I give him time to cool down."
"Maybe your right," Alex sighed heavily. "I don't know much of anything about love so I guess I don't know whether it would be good or bad to say anything now..."
Alex just really wanted Amelia and Nicolas to be happy. She thought if they realized they both cared for each other that would make them happy. That's what everyone strives for in life, isn't it? Finding someone and being happy for life. It sounded nice to her. It was true that she didn't have much experience with love so should she really be giving Amelia love advice?
"I'm just afraid..." Amelia spoke softly, looking down at her lap.
"Of what?" Alex asked confused. 'Maybe it's rejection, that was understandable,' Alex thought to herself. What she wasn't expecting was for Amelia to laugh. It sounded a little choked and forced, making Alex frown slightly.
"I'm stupid. I drove him away 3 years ago because I was so scared- God I don't even know what I was scared of. That he didn't actually love me? That he was going to be like him? That I wasn't good enough?" Pathetic. "I drove him away because I was scared and now I'm afraid that I'll never be able to take that back...ha... stupid."
"Honey, it's not your fault-"
"No, Alex. I'm not..." she let out a deep breath before smiling gently. "I'm not looking for pity. I don't want to be that girl. I know I fucked up and this is me accepting it. I'm just... afraid." Amelia looked at Alex softly, trying to reassure her that she was ok and that she didn't need any pity party. She wasn't sulking or feeling bad for herself. She was laughing at herself more than anything. Honestly, it wasn't that long ago, but she felt like she had grown up a lot since then.
"Ok," Alex smiled with a nod, understanding the woman's feelings. "I think you should go for it. If that's sways you at all in your decision."
Amelia hummed softly. "Thank you. I'm sure it will when I make the decision. Oh, by the way," she smirked softly. "I think, I mean if you feel that way, you should go for Worrick. I don't know what it is, but I feel like you're different to him than any other woman in his life."
"A-ah, me? Really? I think you're stretching that a little bit," Alex stammered, suddenly flustered.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm still important, too," she stuck her tongue out playfully. "But not like you. I would say I'm more like a sister to him but you heard about our little past fling and... I think that might be a little weird," she giggled.
Alex blinked before joining in with the giggling.
"It wasn't a random attack?" Worick furrowed his brows. He looked at the older mob boss who was casually leaning back in his chair.
Nicolas stood beside him trying to read their lips the best he could. He knew Worick would explain everything afterward but he hated feeling like the last one to know everything. It was hard to keep track of though.
"I don't believe so," Monroe spoke up from his desk. "I told you, things were happening. Whoever's pulling the strings behind this has turned their attention to you, Benriya."
Worick pursed his lips in thought. "I don't understand. None of our recent jobs were out of the ordinary... Have you noticed anything weird Nicolas?" The blonde turned to his partner, signing the question as he spoke.
'I haven't actually seen anyone but I've sensed it for the past week. Like someone's watching us. Mostly on Monroe jobs,' Nic signed to the gigolo who then replayed the information to Monroe.
"Hm... alright, we'll have to keep an eye out then. You two and the girls are welcome to stay but make sure you aren't abusing my generosity here." Monroe stood and went to the window in his office, looking down at the yard.
"Mr. Monroe," Worick said softly. "Can we keep this from Amy and Ally? They'll just get overly worried and Amy will just want to fight and end up getting herself hurt."
Monroe looked at the boy before smiling. "Of course. Why do you think I only asked you two to be here?" He smirked slightly.
Alex was amazing. Her voice seemed to demand even more attention then normal from the audience at Bastard. Emotion really made her singing that much more powerful.
Amelia rocked slightly, sitting at the bar with a drink in her hand. A smile adorned her face as she watched Alex sing her heart out for a few extra dollars. The only business they were doing tonight was acting as body guards. Nicolas stood by the doors so that anyone who came in would notice him, get afraid, and rethink any ideas of causing trouble. While Worick didn't have the same scary effect unless angered, he was still useful if anything did happen. So, to be helpful, he was working the floor, using it as an excuse to talk to all kinds of people... mostly women.
And Amelia was there to have a good time. Of course she was very eager to help if needed but she didn't feel like she would be needed. That's why she felt comfortable at the bar for now, sipping from her drink and enjoying the music.
Everyone knew this was only the Christiano's being nice even if that totally wasn't their way of doing things. They didn't expect the Handymen to actually have to work too much that night so, really it was fine if they just enjoyed themselves.
Amelia looked down at her drink, stirring it absent-mindedly. Now would be a good time. Yea, now would be good. She could just waltz on over and tell Nicolas how she felt. Alex seemed pretty hell bent on the idea that Nic would no doubt return her feelings. Amelia wasn't so sure though...
But if she just went up, right now, and told him how she felt, maybe it wouldn't be that bad. Even if he did reject her... maybe it wouldn't be absolutely terrible.
'I shouldn't think like that,' Amelia shook the thoughts from her head. 'If I keep thinking he's going to reject me I'll never convince myself to do it. I mean... he might like me. It's not like 3 years ago... Veronica's gone now...'
3 Years Ago
"Haa~ aah~ N-Nic..."
Amelia's fingers clenched around the fabric of the tag's button up shirt. Her chest arched out against his own as she reached on her tip toes just to get more of his taste. She could feel his large hands on her waist pulling her deeper into the kiss. Their lips danced in an open mouthed kiss, both desperate for more of the other.
It felt like a dirty secret. It felt dirty. Amelia felt dirty. She knew Worick was somewhere near and could see them at any moment. This alley wasn't exactly a private place but it was the closest place to hide when Nic kissed her. It wasn't like her and Worick were even a thing anymore and yet... neither was she and Nicolas. This was the closest to a 'thing' they had. Making out when the tension between them got too high.
"Nic..." Amelia breathed out softly, pushing at his chest lightly. He furrowed his brows and pulled away from the kiss, breathing a bit laboured. 'We can't keep doing this,' she signed, biting her lip gently.
'What do you mean?' he signed back, furrowing his brows in confusion. 'Why are you so against me kissing you? You obviously like it enough to kiss back.'
Amelia bit her lip and ran a hand through her hair. 'I do like it... I like you, Nic,' she blushed softly as she signed the embarrassing words. Even though their feelings were fairly obvious for each other, it wasn't really spoken before. Every time they got close to something, Amelia pushed away, scared that Nic was just transfering feelings for Veronica onto her. 'I just... I'm not sure this is good for us right now... I mean...' her hands hung in the air for moment, sighing heavily as she debating her next words. 'Are you only going to like me... until Veronica gets better?'
Nic's eyes widened slightly in surprise. He knew Amelia had restraints on her feelings but he never fully understood why she was scared of her feelings. 'V-e-r-o-n-i-c-a?' Nic signed, looking down at the woman as he tried to understand what she was telling him. "Emila," Nicolas spoke with his gruff, slightly borken voice.
Amelia couldn't help but smile slightly at the way he said her name. He could never get it quite right but she thought it was cute nonetheless.
He reached up and gently carresed her cheek with his large hand. She gladly leaned into the gentle touch. "Ah lik-"
"Nicolas! Amy! There you are," Worick looked into the alleyway the twilights had ducked into. He raised an eyebrow at their close proximity and smirked slightly. Before he could get any teasing out about the love birds, Amelia stepped towards him.
"U-um, hey, Worick. What took you so long?" She rolled her eyes, fixing her slightly disheveled clothing. "Get distracted?" She teased.
"Actually, yes. I ran into Dr. Theo." Nic straightened instantly at that, reading the blonds lips. Worick continued. "He says Veronica's getting better. Might even get to come home."
"Wow really? That's great!" Amelia smiled, surprising Worick. "Isn't that great, Nic?" She looked back at the other male with a beaming smile. This also surprised Nic.
"Emila-"
"We should go see her," Amelia interrupted him quickly, although not intentially. "Actually... you guys should go see her. I have to get some groceries for supper."
Worick opened his mouth to protest, knowing she wasn't as happy as she looked but knew it wouldn't help one bit. He sighed before smiling with a nod. "Ok, partner. Lets go." Worick went and grabbed Nic's arm, pulling him out of the alley. He looked back at Amelia while Nic continued to walk. "If you get done early, you can come and meet us."
Amelia smiled knowingly and nodded. "Ok. I doubt I'll have any time to trouble them anyway but thanks." She waved and turned on her heal. 'Nic should have some alone time with Veronica anyway. Talk to her. He deserves it...'
Yay new chapter. Sorry it took a while. The flashback will likely continue in the next chapter. I hope this is good enough for you guys - Just thought I'd show them settling in after the break in and a little bit more the past. Sorry it's not very eventful.
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March 12, 2016
