CH 3 THE ROOFTOP DINNER

Until you've crawled into the deepest darkest corners of my mind

You'll never really know how I feel.

Anonymous~

HILMEN POV

I was going through my things and kept losing my focus.

You were never focused from the start.

"Damn," I cursed. Since that day, the conversation keeps playing in my head. Her sarcasm is pricking my mind like needles and her lies. Her not want to trust me and the brutal torture she did right then. And started acting as if nothing happened.

Well, you should know your place.

No, I want to understand her. I want to know her. Most of it I want to make her realise how much I love her. But that can only happen if I can understand her. I sighed.

"What should I do?" I was thinking while I was glaring at my empty ceiling. Unaware of my dirty clothes and messed up room which I'm in no mood to clean. Abruptly I was shocked and got up like I have gotten an answer to the Bermuda triangle mystery.

Maybe you did.

Why don't I invite her to a rooftop dinner? I'm sure she will like it. If I keep thinking, I will probably end up wasting another day. We haven't gotten any cases lately so I guess it will be alright.

She hasn't given you any cases lately.

Same.

Well, I'm sure she hasn't gotten bored yet; of the killing of course. It is a pathetic excuse to find a reason to kill someone. She just does it for fun. That's what I'm sure of. Also, the police are a little suspicious right now so I guess it will be relaxing. Away from the buzzing and everything.

she will say Yes.

After your death.

Will you stop cursing me to death, you won't be there if I die.

Who cares?

Okay, I lost.

I muffled my head to shut my savage mind. I grab my phone while smiling like a creepy maniac.

I started calling her number. And as usual, she didn't pick up on the first 3 attempts.

"Hello, whatcha doing?" I giggled while holding my phone like a model.

"Something more important than listening to your call. Say the main part or I'm gonna hang up," she said, sharply.

I'm sure she was sleeping or thinking of sleeping; that's why she's so irritated right now. That's the only thing she loves other than torturing. Also eating spaghetti. Should I be proud that I know that much?

Of course, babies .

"Okay, it's the weekend so shall we have dinner? It will be a rooftop one and today you're off. It's not the weekend so there will be less rustling. Also the restaurant is close to Harriston's."

She always has dinner even on weekends.

Hypocrite

She will reject

She will reject

My mind is chiming a holistic tune while I'm sweating.

I was trying to mimic Zayn here which I failed at.

Zayn has a heavenly voice

When did I say he didn't

You sound like a donkey

Excuse me? My voice is way deeper.

Like Elephants .

I rolled my eyes from the back of my mind while I waited for her answer. My anxiety is juggling itself.

"Will you stop! I Know. I also need to discuss something, so Just tell me the time," Elena replied.

"It's 9:00 pm sharp. I will reserve the best seat. Also, I have made the perfect playlist for you. You can listen to it as we move through the town. Hozier, Taylor- she hangs on me again.

I sighed but I was happy. Even though she is totally rude, she does have a soft spot for me, I guess. Yeah, I'm making my imagination curry again.

I was talking to myself as I was going through my clothes about what to wear. Even though I'm handsome in anything I wear. I was carefully looking for the right clothes which can get complimented by Elena.

This is the right one.

To look like a clown.

I'm a clown for her

You won.

I smiled as I was caressing the suit in my hands feeling its texture.

I curo a full navy blue suit which had a white shirt underneath. My green eyes were glinting. Although it was 6:00-7:00 and it was a lot before the time for dinner, my excitement was making me move.

And that's why I fell from my bed.

"Shit."

Ouch.

I took a full 1-hour bath that was based solely on the argument which I could have won. Against Elena, if I had said that rather than this. Yep, the soap and cleaning only took 15 min. The rest was spent on what I'm gonna say this time to provoke her.

I stroked my wet hair. And after some time started styling them as now they were dry. I was looking for the details carefully on my face to be perfect for today's dinner. But then again, she has seen me even in my boxers, eating whipped chocolate ice cream; so what?

So you're going to fucked up.

Pretty much.

I was blabbing while looking into the mirror. I noticed my shoes as they were super clean. I thought of some pick-up lines which are gonna be useless but giving them a try is good.

I still had two hours.

Shall I go and park my car under her apartment? Just like a rich boyfriend. Forget it, I don't want to die early.

"Hah! Now, who's calling me? Elena!" I picked as fast as Suga's rap and "hi?"

"Shut up and listen. I'm gonna send you a file. It's about a police officer. Hack it and get all the documents about him. From his background to his current case and let me know when we convene. It's still one hour after. I guess you can do it."

"Right?"

"Yes, I can," I answered in a bored voice to show my disappointment which she didn't seem to pick up.

She hung up and I unlocked my computer. I started to hack. programming codes as usual. It's easy for me. But I was confused by the fact that this is the first time Elena is getting some information from some police officer. We never cared about this before.

Yeah. She just kept killing.

I wonder what could be the reason. I looked at the picture. This was my first time seeing such a handsome guy; after me, of course.

I sneered.

As I was printing all the information and documents I noticed my cologne smell had faded. So I used my perfume again (the one which had the shape of a disco ball). Elena is sensitive to smell she will surely notice.

Like she does when you stink.

I never stink.

Who was in a garbage bag just 3 hours?

I was wandering in my thoughts, as I got out. I got in my black Porsche. Yep, I changed my car as this one is fancier.

Doesn't change the fact you're a doughnut.

I don't want to change.

The noise of the wheels as they skid on the road gave a different pleasure. I drove around for 20 minutes before I was under Elena's apartment. I called her and got a message to wait. I saw her as she was walking towards the car. She was wearing a royal purple dress and there was a locket crafted as a skull on her neck. She was wearing approximately 5 inches black heels as I can see her height a little bit more than me with heels, of course. I'm taller the other way. Okay, back to admiring her; I guess her hair went straight from above and then a little curled. She was wearing velvet red lipstick. I was not expecting her to make some effort but she did so I was really surprised and pleased maybe.....

No, you were drooling over her.

I opened the door for her and she took a moment to sit in. She clutched her dress cautiously so it stayed perfectly. And I was glaring the whole time.

"You can look after us there. Focus on driving for now."

She taunted me and I stopped looking. Cause if I don't; I might well go a little overboard.

And then she will throw you off the board.

I drove for like 10 minutes and we were there. We both got out. Even though this is the diner of riches; they were just poor wooer for us. Elena and me? We were looking like a well-matched copy as we both know the etiquettes from the 90s films.

How?

For me, it's Netflix.

I told them my reservation. And we started walking straight to the rooftop. There were only 2 couples there so it was quiet but pleasant.

We both crouched. I wanted to do the pulling chair for my girl thing but Elena sat before I could even walk there.

"So shall we order? champagne and-. I got slashed by her words.

"We will do the sweet talks after this. First tell me did you get all the information on the guy I sent?"

"The police officer," I replied, in a correcting tone.

"Yeh. The handsome Police officer Anem Scotts. That guy is a little clingy."

"What? Does he know you? Did he meet you? Has he found out...." As I was blabbing, Elena held her middle finger on my lips. And I got quite like I lost my tongue in a war on Afghanistan rescue mission.

Lame.

"Now listen. He's just a police officer but he is in every case in which we were involved. And in the past, police always hyped up the issue to find us and then ended up wrapping the case. But now there was no hype from them. It truly looked like a silence before a thunderstorm. So I wanna know what personal feelings I share with him." She sneered while raising her brows.

Now I noticed she has stopped moving her lips.

From the moment she laid her fingers on my lips I was sucked into an infinite abyss. My cheeks were getting red, so I didn't listen to what she said.

"Do you understand now?" She asked as she was looking right in my soul. Her gaze instructed my facial proportions and my cheeks were flushing as bright as they could. I made a broken conclusion. So I can make my mind forget about this beautiful mess for this moment or I will lose my mind.

"So we should lay low, and try to dig deeper into his cases. And then we can find out about him. Right? You haven't given me any tasks lately so we should enjoy these days like going shopping or going to the movies right?" But she was looking in the direction of the street, thumping her hand on the table as she did so. I followed her gaze and saw a girl typically of Elena's height.

"Hey, what are you looking for? I asked as that girl was fading in the darkness of the street."

"You wait here? I got to do something." She straightened up from her chair and slid smoothly from her place. She was making fast steps toward the aisle.

"Hey what? I know you always have a good reason for killing but tell me something. Don't be impulsive. HEY!" I screamed as she paid no attention to my voice.

"Are you even listening!" I screamed again while standing from my chair.

"Wait for me, she is an acquaintance." She grinned and hurriedly left. And I was still looking at her with my mouth open.