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Capítulo 29: - Even villains need love

**Peter's point of view**

I understand Naomi's concern. I mean, I lost her too. But Naomi doesn't know that, and God forbid that she finds out. It will only complicate things even more, and it's complicated enough as it Is already.

Jones just left. He was only here for about an hour, and I could tell by the look on Naomi's face, that she wasn't satisfied. Neither was I, to be honest. Sure, Jones is a hell of an agent, and very respected inside the FBI, but he's also slow – and I'm impatient.

''I can't believe that Adrena might be in Italy. That's totally insane, don't you think?'' Naomi asked, as she carried out the glasses from the living room, into the kitchen. Her head was turned against mine, and I was following her, as she walked.

''Yeah. Well, we can't be too sure that she is, but we'll take our precautions and setup a search warrant.'' I hesitated, while I dried off the glasses that Naomi just cleaned. ''And if she is in Italy, then we'll find her In no time.'' I added. I didn't even convince myself, in my pathetic attempt to lie. I felt like we both needed a little hope.

''Do you really think so? Peter, this whole thing is crazy! Four days ago, I was with her, and now she's missing. Do you know how hard that is?'' she asked, while tears was building up, in the corners of her eyes.

If she only knew, just how hard it was for me.

''I can't imagine what you're going through, Naomi. But you're doing great.'' I replied with a forced smile, before I left the kitchen.

I've always been an amazing liar. I guess I gained some sort of experience from being in a foster home, after all. Despite the older kids urge to bully me, they still managed to teach me a skill or two.

You see – I know a lie when I see one. And I learned in an early age. I always knew, when the older kids were lying about drinking, and when they lied about going out at night. So I analyzed their every move, and practiced for hours in front of a mirror, to copy their exact movements, while adding a bit of flair, so I would be convincible.

And it worked.

''Peter, I think we need to talk about last night.'' Naomi had creeped up on me from behind, and we were now back in my living room.

''What do you mean?'' I asked, while looking for an LP to put on my record player. I didn't look up at her, instead I kept a focused stare on my collection of Stevie Wonder albums.

''Come on! You know exactly what I mean? You've been weird all day? Let's just point out the obvious here – we kissed. And it was fine – great even, but pretending like it didn't happen, won't solve whatever issue you might have with me.''

How can someone so beautiful and smart be so incredibly stupid at the same time? If she only knew how bad I wanted to pin her up against a wall and kiss her. She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and I hate the universe for setting up, that she's my sisters best friend. Cause if she wasn't, then I'd be all over her.

''As I said on the phone – I'm sorry about the kiss. It was totally inappropriate, and I shouldn't have done that. I completely understand if you aren't very fond of me right now, but please, let us just focus on the actual issue here – finding Adrena.''

''I'm not sorry about the kiss. And I don't feel like you're being totally honest here. You've kissed me two times, within four days. Last Friday might be a slip – a mistake even, but don't tell me that it didn't mean anything last night?'' she replied, while biting her lower lip. Her eyes were sparkly, and I could tell that she was afraid of what my reply would be.

''Of course it meant something. But we simply can't, Naomi. It'll just distract us from finding your friend, and I can't risk that. I think it's time for you to go home.'' I said, while turning my head to the hallway, indicating that she should leave. It was the last thing I wanted, but I knew that I was right – we couldn't risk it.

She looked at me with a disappointed face, and led out a sight. ''I hate that you make me feel like I don't care about Adrena – cause I do! She's MY best friend, and I'm miserable. I'd chose her over you any day, but it so happens that I also, for some fucked up reason, like you. And that is so unfair.''

She walked towards the hallway, and didn't look up once. I could tell by the sound of her voice, that she was about to cry.

''Naomi, I'm so sorry that it has to be like this, but I hope you understand?''

She stopped.

''I do – and it sucks. Why do I even like you? You're such a nerd, and not even close to being my type! You're boring, way to smart, and also a bit of a freak. And look at me –'' she said, as she pointed at herself. ''I'm one of the most respected dancers in New Jersey, and I have gorgeous men hitting up my DM's every single day. You don't even have Instagram.''

Even if she meant it as an insult, it made me smile. I liked to hear her say, that she liked me.

''That's why it would never work out. You're supposed to be on Broadway, and I'm just the guard, letting in the guests. You're way too good for me.'' I said, while adjusting my shirt. Something about her made me edgy.

''Yes I am. But I already knew that. But I think my issue here is, Peter – that you're good for me.''

She looked down again, and closed her eyes for a brief moment. A second later, she looked back up, tightened her pony tail, and went for her shoes. ''Maybe we can't be together – but then please promise me, that you'll make sure that I can at least be with Adrena. Deal?''

I stood for a moment, and contemplated an answer. I didn't want her to go. I had two options.

I could either kiss her, and allow myself be in the moment – just this once. I could carve my fingers into her skin, and pull her so close to me, that she'd stay forever,

Or I could say ''deal'', and watch her leave.

''Deal.'' I said, while looking into her eyes. She frowned, opened the door and shut it as she left.

My apartment suddenly seemed too quiet. Too small. The walls around me were gaining up on me, mocking me for being so rational.

Maybe I don't have to be rational all the time. I have been, all my life. Despite being slightly criminal – a hacking mastermind, and a lying asshole, I've always made the right decisions. I was never the one, who went out drinking, or did drugs.

I never took spontaneous trips to Asia, or sky dived. Maybe Naomi is right, maybe I am a boring freak.

I can't risk not finding my sister, because of a silly flirt.

But neither can I risk the loss of Naomi, and the possible love that we'd might find. I've been without it, all my life.

Maybe I can get it all?

Maybe I can get my sister back, and finally be with real family. Maybe I can find love, and be at ease.

I quickly opened the door. I could hear her going down the stairs, so I started running, while shouting her name. Her footsteps stopped. Seconds later, I was standing right in front of her.

I was out of breath, both from the running and the nervers that was gaining up on me.

''What is it Peter?'' she asked, with a gloomy stare.

''Maybe I am good for you-'' I said, as I grabbed her face with my hands. Her skin was soft like butter, and she smelled like strawberries.

I kissed her so deeply, that I would feel her weight in my grip. Her knees were getting weaker, as I could sense them bending. By the sounds of her moans, I could tell that she was surprised by my approach.

I pushed her up against the wall, and used the handrail to keep her in a locked position. I kissed her down her neck, while my hand was sliding down her back.

''Peter, are you sure this-'' she muttered, but I quickly paused her.

''Shut up. Just this once-'' I said with a smile, as I kissed her again.

We were only one floor from my apartment, so I lifted her up, and carried her upstairs. We both laughed, as I stumbled on a step.

I shut the door behind us, before I carried her into my living room.

Maybe I can do both.

Even villains need love.


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