Sweet Insanity

Frost Jenkins, better known as Angel Vendetta, is one of the most wanted serial killers in the United Kingdom. No one knows her face as no one has survived long after knowing her identity. That is, until she meets Alexandru Alin, or Amoux Aleron, an enemy of sorts. When two killers come together it can never end well. It always turns into a tale of blood, gore and a few dozen corpses.

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4. All of Me

*song of chapter: All of Me by John Legend*

 

"Calm down, Frost, sweetheart. May I talk to you privately for a minute?" Mike turned to look me in the eye and held my cheek in his hand.

I sighed melodramatically, "Fine."

Mike smiled a genuine smile and pushed open the door to the room we were stood beside. He held the door open for me and I walked in, sending him a small smile as a thank you. I may be a criminal but that isn't to say I don't have manners like everyone else.

Mike shut the door and locked it behind him, before turning to me and stepped closer and closer to me until our chests were almost touching.

"Frost, I-," He paused and took a deep, shaky breath, "Do you remember what happened, you know, between me and you?"

I gulped and nodded. Of course I remember, it was probably the best thing that happened to me. Mike and I were together at one point and I know it seems that I was with every single gang leader available but that was after I broke up with Mike. That was the first and last time I ever fell in love.

After we broke up I was completely wretched, I didn't care whether I lived or died and slept around with whoever I could find. I gave him all of me and he ripped my heart to shreds.

"I want that again Frost. No one compares to you." He held both my hands and looked into my eyes.

He seemed so sincere and absolutely desperate to have what we had again, but I couldn't. I couldn't risk it.

"No." I whispered, so quietly I'm surprised I was heard.

"Why?" He asked.

"I can't. I killed my boyfriend yesterday, he was constantly cheating on me and I was beginning to fall in love. I don't want to fall in love again." I whimpered at the word love.

"I'd never do that to you." He cupped my cheek in his hand.

"You would, I know you Mike. Now leave. Don't ever try again." I said, dropping his hand and taking a step back.

He nodded and walked towards the door, pushing it open and motioning for his one remaining henchman to follow him as he jogged down the stairs and left through the door, probably too pissed off ot make a dramatic exit.

"Are you okay?" Alex asked, gently wrapping an arm around my shoulders as tears began to well up in my eyes. 

I couldn't bottle up my emotions anymore, I needed to let it all out and Alex would simply let me, he'd let me cry on his shoulder, he'd let me rant about all my problems and he'd just listen.

"No." I whispered and the first tear fell, the others following soon after.

*  *  *

 I buried my face in Alex's neck and I clung to him like a koala. His arms encircled my waist and pulled me tight against him as he let me cry into his shoulder. I had finally reached my breaking point and Alex was there for me. 

 "Can I ask you something?" Alex asked and rest his chin on the top of my head.

I nodded slightly and I felt him take a deep breath.

"Could you tell me about yourself, I mean, all I know about you is that you're a murderer and your real first name is Frost." I sighed and pulled away from his embrace slightly so I could look at him.

"Well, um, my real name is Frost Jenkins, I was born on the fifteenth of December, the coldest day of 1992, the year I was born and I guess that's why I was called Frost. I got involved with Jacky, Austin and all those guys when I was with Mike Carlile, the guy who I was talking to earlier. We broke up and it wasn't exactly on good terms, he cheated on me and I was furious. I killed the girl he cheated on me with, she was my first kill." I scratched the back of my neck as I explained things, trying not to break down again.

"After that, I messed around with Austin and Jacky a bit but that brought along enemies and I started killing. I kill for revenge." I sighed and sniffed slightly as I felt tears well up in my eyes at what I was about to tell Alex next.

"Then I met Andy, my ex-boyfriend that I, um, killed. He was so good to me, treated me with respect but then he started cheating. Every night he'd come home smelling of a dozen girl's perfume and after a while, I had had enough of it. So I killed him, then I went to the bar, met you and all this happened."

Alex pulled me closer to him and just hugged me as tears began to spill again. 

"You don't want this life do, you?" He asked, his voice deep and husky.

"No," I sobbed, "I want a normal life, with a husband and a cute little house with cute little kids running around."

"Well, don't we all." He replied, referring to Austin, Jacky, Emily and himself.

"If I can't have that, all I want is for someone to care about me." I gripped onto Alex's shirt.

"Hey," He spoke softly, "Jacky cares about you, Emily and Austin do to, hell, even I care about you."

"Not in the way I want someone to care." I looked down at my lap.

"How can you be so sure?" Alex placed a hand under my chin and tilted my head up so he could look into my eyes.

He leaned forward and connected our lips into a soft, tender kiss that was nothing like the one we shared earlier. This kiss had so many emotions behind it I couldn't even begin to list them all. Anger, frustration, sympathy, sadness and even... Love.

I pulled away and smiled at Alex, before practically jumping on him and giving him the biggest hug I've ever been involved in. He laughed and rolled over onto his side so I was led beside him. I shuffled around slightly and rest my head on his chest.

"What are we gonna do, Frost?" He sighed and wrapped his arms around me.

"What do you mean?" I frowned and looked up at him.

"Well, we can't stay here forever. If we do the Police will find us, eventually." 

"Who knows how long we'd have to run for, though." Alex began to run his fingers through my hair.

"We could go to Russia." He suggested with a chuckle.

"Yeah and we'll just drink vodka all day." I smiled.

"They sell cartons of vodka there." 

"Really?" I asked.

Alex nodded in reply. 

Suddenly, the door opened and Austin stepped through, taking a pair of sunglasses off, "Hey, what the hell happened to the window?"

"Mike Carlile happened." I murmured, burying my face in Alex's chest.

"Is that why there's three bodies stinking up my house?" 

I hummed to say yes. I looked over to him and saw how his hands were clenched into fists and his jaw had tightened as he saw me and Alex cuddled up on the bed. I take it that there was feelings involved in our relationship after all.

"Oh, Emily and Jacky's wedding is in a month, so if you do go to Russia, be back for that." With that he left the room slamming the door behind him and storming down the stairs.

"What's wrong with him?" Alex asked, running his fingers through my hair again and slowly lulling me to sleep.

I shrugged and fell asleep, in the arms of a fellow criminal.

ALEXANDRU'S POV

I shut the door behind me quietly and walked along the hallway before jogging down the stairs. If Austin was down here he'd probably try to kill me, judging by the way he was looking at Frost and me earlier he most definitely felt for Frost. 

I walked into the kitchen and opened all the cupboards, searching for some form of alcohol. I suddenly heard footsteps behind me and I looked over my shoulder to see Austin there. I cursed under my breath and turned around to face him.

"Hey." I greeted him.

"What's up with you and Frost?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I walked forward and leaned against the island in the middle of the kitchen.

"You know what I fuckin' mean." He raised his voice slightly and slammed his hands down on the counter.

"Calm down, man." I replied, "We're, uh, I don't know what's happening to be honest."

"Well, you seemed quite cozy with each other earlier." He tilted his head to the side and believe me, if looks could kill, I would be six feet under right now.

"What's your problem?" I yelled at him.

"Have you not realized yet? I want Frost and I won't stop until I get her." He took a step closer to me.

I took a step closer like he had done and grabbed onto his shirt, "Well, guess fuckin' what. Frost is mine and if I can't have her, nobody can."

"Oh really?" Austin stepped even closer so we were in each other's personal space.

I nodded and pushed him away, "Back the fuck off."

"Why should I?" He said and stepped closer to me again.

I opened my mouth to put in my two pennies but I stopped when I saw Frost walk round the corner, "Can you stop yelling?" She placed a hand over her mouth as she yawned.

I glared at Austin before walking up to her and cupping her cheek in my hand, "Did we wake you, love?" 

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a hug as she nodded in an answer to my question. She was so delicate and fragile, especially because she stood at a small height of 4'8. She'd told me earlier that all the women in her family were incredibly petite, yet they all were somewhat feisty, alot of them criminals in one way or the other.

Her parents were gang leaders and so she was born into a life of crime, drugs and alcohol. She had just never followed the lifestyle her parents had lived until recently.

"Sorry, darling." I said and just to cause Austin more frustration, I kissed her forehead and hugged her close to me.

"Fuck this." I heard Austin mutter and with that he stormed out of the room and the house, slamming the door shut behind him and making the whole house shake.

"What's wrong with him?" Frost spoke into my chest.

I smirked and replied, "I haven't got a clue."

*  *  *

"You need to go." Austin burst into the room that Frost and I had just been sleeping in.

Frost hummed and lifted her head off of my chest, "What?"

"The police know you're here, there's a ship leaving for Russia with 30 other fugitives on it right now, get dressed and get your stuff." Austin informed us and pulled out his phone, making a hurried phone call to someone.

Frost and I instantly ran around the room. I pulled a shirt over my head and picked up the bag Emily had supplied Frost with earlier whilst Frost grabbed a bag and shoved the guns we had killed the three men with.

Frost jumped up and down as she pulled up a pair of skinny jeans on and rearranged my shirt that she was now wearing. 

"Hurry the fuck up." Austin rushed us as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"Alright, alright." I huffed and walked out of the room, Frost and Austin right behind me.

I pulled on my boots and ran out the door. We all got into the car, Austin and Frost at the front, me in the back.

"When we get to Russia, where do we go from there?" I leaned forward in my seat.

"There's a house there, kind of like mine, all the criminals on the boat are going there, there's sixty rooms there and only thirty-two criminals on the ship so you'll get your space to fuck like rabbits in." Austin gripped the wheel harder when he said that, his knuckles turning white.

"Right." I nodded and sat back.

*  *  *

"Oh my god, Alexandru, we're going to Russia to hide away from the Police. This is so abnormal." Frost yelled, hiding her face in her hands.

"Hey, calm down, it'll all be fine." I walked over to her and sat on the small bed beside her. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and brought her close to me, "It'll all be fine."

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