Menacingly✔️

Chapter Thirty-Six

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Angela looked in the full-length mirror at her appearance, she really wasn't feeling great. She looked tired, probably from the many nights of little or no sleep, and her hair was a mess. She was dressed already but still had to do a few things before she left for Trisha's show. Mike was picking her up in just a little over a half hour so she had to do her hair soon and make sure she wasn't late.

Adriano hadn't returned home from work yet but she knew he wasn't coming. What would be the point? She was avoiding him, which was a little hard to do but she managed, and he hadn't done much to try and get her to talk.

Once she was done her hair, she went rooting in her small make up bag to find something to hide her dark circles. She barely ever wore make up but tonight she would put on just a small bit. The sound of the front door closing made her feel uncomfortable to think he was home but she continued at what she was doing.

Adriano was walking past her bedroom when he noticed the door was ajar. He couldn't help but take a quick glance. His stomach dropped when he saw her, and he didn't know why but it looked as if she was getting ready to leave. He panic and instantly opened the door fully to look in at her. She couldn't be leaving, he didn't want her to go, he needed her here but he was too much of a fool to let all of these things show. Her head shot up to look at him, trying to hide any emotion she was feeling but she was failing. He was froze in his spot, unable to take his eyes off of her but she had a look on her face that seemed like she didn't know what the hell was going on.

"Where are you going?" she thought for a second she could sense panic but ignored her thoughts, what the hell could he be panicking about?

"I'm going out with Mike tonight." Angela said, causing him to let out a sigh of relief but then the jealousy had kicked in and he frowned to himself.

"Why?" he asked, she had begun to put on mascara now and didn't look at him when she spoke. She didn't want to look at him, she didn't want to talk to him anymore because not only was she upset, but she was so completely disappointed, to the point when the sight of him hurt.

"It's Trisha's big show tonight." Her voice was void of emotion but he knew exactly how she must be feeling right now.

He had forgotten about her friend's show, the one who had tickets for her, Mike and Adriano. He felt so horrible, so low, so unbelievably guilty. His chest was tight and he gulped, noticing now the eeriness in the room. He wasn't wanted there, and he knew that was understandable. But he continued to stand there at her door, leaning his arm on the frame, waiting for something but instead he got nothing.

She couldn't help but feel self-conscious from his stare but continued doing her makeup like he wasn't there. He didn't want to leave yet, he wanted to tell her everything- how he felt, work, his father, how much he wanted to just be himself around her but he couldn't. He was a coward, Adriano knew this for sure but that didn't stop his brain from repeating it over and over again.

He was in deep thought and didn't see her zipping up her makeup bag or grabbing her purse. She put on her jacket and brushed past him when she walked through the door. Angela had only taken another two steps before he took her arm and tugged her back gently.