5- 𝗔 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝘁𝗲

                                    

                                          
"Where is she?" Elias asked Xavier's men, currently tying up Carlos to a chair to prepare him for interrogation.
"Don't know, the bitch just got up and left" a man spoke, a few men chuckling at his comment but Elias was far from impressed.
Aggressively, Elias grabbed the man by the neck and shoved him against the wall, the man desperately clawing at his hands.
"You don't call her that again or you're dead, got it?" Elias threatened, the man's face turning purple at his lack of oxygen. Weakly, the man nodded, forcing Elias to drop him as he tried to regain his breath.
"For fucks sake" Elias muttered, punching the wall to release some of his anger. Elias thought that Natalia had gone behind his back and killed the man he told to keep alive, he was fuming.
Slamming the door open, Elias stormed through the hallway in search of Natalia's room. In his pocket, he reached and grabbed the keys, one of them belonging to Natalia's room.
As he approached the door, Elias could hear noises coming from the room opposite; the room he had given Azaiah.
"I'm never letting him stay here again" Elias muttered, going to twist the doorknob to Natalia's room which was, unsurprisingly, locked.
Placing the key in the lock, he opened the door, anger coursing through him. Storming through her room, he looked for her, yet she wasn't there.
"Natalia, where the fuck are you?!" Elias yelled, opening the bathroom door to see a sight he didn't expect.
His breath hitched in his throat at the sight of her bloody and battered body, hissing in pain as she looked through the cabinets.
"Here, use your fucking eyes" Natalia spat, looking in the furthest cabinet to find the first aid kit.
Weakly, she placed it down on the side, her injuries now on full display to Elias. He couldn't find the words to say but, as he remembered that she disobeyed his direct orders, his words came flying out with more aggression than he intended.
"What the fuck were you thinking? You completely ignored the fact I wanted him alive" Elias yelled, but Natalia just carried on looking through the first aid kit, pulling out a thread and needle to stitch up the bullet wound in her shoulder.
"You do realise I could be dead because of you? If this bullet went through my heart-" Natalia started, trying to keep a calm composure before Elias cut her off, slamming his hand on the countertop.
"But it didn't, did it? Do you always stick your tongue down people's throats than kill them? Is that your way of showing everyone you're not just 'a pretty girl'? It's fucking bullshit!" Elias yelled, visibly shaking with anger, and now so was Natalia.
"Are you really this fucking clueless? You asked me to distract him so don't call me a fucking whore now" Natalia yelled, halfway through her stitches yet she slammed the needle down, facing Elias despite the pain it caused.
"I only asked you to distract him, I didn't ask you to whore yourself out to him, did I?" Elias shouted back, grip tightening on the worktop.
"But it's what you expected, isn't it? Besides, it's your fucking fault I had to knock him out" Natalia spoke, confusion written all over Elias' face.