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.

as her eyes met the wall clock, "Oh my God. One AM? My

shoot out and grab on to her arms, stopping her, "Stop! What the hell do you think you are doing?" he shouted

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

growled in frustration, "I had Stella call them and

panic started

telling you to fucking not go on the road! You are an idiot! What if the car had not stopped in time? What

"It was your fault! You

to fight 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

throat. He was right. They were so good together, their friendship remaining the best kind that she had every had with anybody. As the words left his mouth she realized that she did not like this either at all.

"I am sorry."

up at the same

finding relief that

Varys asked gently,

she wanted to spend her time with. She had even

smiled and slipped down towards him, hesitantly opening her arms and wrapping them around him, resting her head on his

in a tight grip, his face slipping in her neck and inhaling deeply. Her heart was racing so fast that she thought it was going to jump out of her chest. Gosh, she