Escaping The Mafia King

Hope woke up to the blinding light and white walls. Everything felt surreal to her. Was she even alive or was this heaven?

Her eyes blinked a couple of times before managing to open fully. Everything around her was white and too shiny. There was a complete silence in her ears right before the loud chatter patter of people and things started to enter through her brain like a loud crash.

Groaning, she slipped up the bed and tried to find someone. Well, good thing she figured out that this was not heaven that she was lying in, this was a freaking hospital.

She had barely registered it through her head, trying to figure out how she ended up here and then remembering being at the party and things that happened with Varys when the door to her room opened and Varys walked in. He was still wearing the same clothes that he was wearing at the party.

Still looking just as handsome.

Damnit!

His eyes came to meet with hers as she sit up straight in the bed, being careful to not be too quick about it as she did not want to fall face first into the floor because of the possible virtigo.

"Still alive?" Varys taunted, coming to sit beside her on the bed.

"I think so." Hope muttered.

Only she could be unlucky enough to get into an accident while fighting with someone verbally. Gosh, this was humiliating.

Hope exclaimed as her eyes met the wall clock, "Oh my God. One AM? My parents are going to kill

hand shoot out and grab on to her arms, stopping her, "Stop! What

panicked, "It's too late. I had told them that I would be back by eleven PM!" and then started to slip out

hurt!" Varys growled in frustration, "I had Stella call

her panic started to dim,

for you. I kept telling you to fucking not go on the road! You are an idiot! What if the car had not stopped in time? What if you had gotten seriously injured?!" his voice increased

aloud in rage, "It was your fault! You dragged

right now with you." Hope opened her mouth to reply but snapped it shut as he suddenly slipped up, closer to her and engulfed her face in his palm, "This is really not what I wanted us to become. You keep fighting with me and I keep fighting with

friendship remaining the best kind that she had every had with anybody. As the words left his mouth she realized that she did not

"I am sorry."

spoke up at the

upon their lips, finding relief that they did not know

gently, extending his hand in

hand and then at his face that showed her the same Varys that she wanted to spend her time

around him, resting her

neck and inhaling deeply. Her heart was racing so