Andrea's POV:-

I am going to fucking kill Ares.

I throw the documents on the table and fall back on the chair. I take a few deep breaths before I call him and he picks up on the first ring, 

"Heyyyy, Nix," he says in an overly cheery tone,

"Ares, get your fucking ass here right now," in a monotonous tone and hang up.

The door opens after a few minutes as a fucking smiley Ares comes into my view. I want to smack that fucking fake smile out of his damn face. 

"You are in the office today? Needed something?" 

I just lean back into my seat and cross my arms in the front and ask, "Why did you ask me to try shooting again yesterday?" with a raised eyebrow. 

His smile wavers as he answers with a careless shrug, "I just wanted you to be less depen-," I cut him off by snapping at him, "Cut the fucking bullshit before I cut you," 

He just stays silent as I speak again, "How long were you going to hide Ares? Were you going to wait till you die huh?" in a cold tone as he flinches at the statement.

"Andrea," he sighs and says, "I am fine. It is just-," 

"It is just cancer," I stare right into his eyes, "No big deal right? I should not even tell my own fucking best friend about it till I am on my death bed," 

"Bestfriend huh?" 

I shot him a glare as he shuts up but suddenly he widens his eyes at a realization. 

"Wait a damn minute, did you look into my recent medical reports?" with accusation in his eyes. Slow motherfucker.

I scoff and say, "Ya, after you suddenly come and say all that death shit, was I not supposed to be suspicious? You have been missing for hours every day, your attention span is decreasing, you have lost some weight,  should I continue the list?" Ares just sighs in defeat.

He stays silent for a moment and says, "I got a call from my doctor yesterday when I was leaving your house that it is too late for the treatment now. I don't know what I was thinking and impulsively tracked you down,"

"Is this all because of uh?" 

"Yes, the doctor said that my liver was already weak due to it and on top of that my dearest womb tenant also had it,"

"All because of that fucking bitch," I curse his mother while unconsciously crumbling a paper on the table.

That fucking bitch sent him to an institute for him to become more obedient towards her. It was owned by the Russians. He was sent there at the age of 13. She also insisted they make him obey her by any means possible.

(MENTIONED IN CH-4 ANDREA'S NIGHTMARE)

I was there because Victor had caught me when I tried to run away and he did make me regret leaving. He sent me to the same institution.

They experimented with drugs on him. They were not allowed to use that on me because  the Russian heir had insisted upon it. They would torture me by making deep cuts and letting them bleed. They would stab me and punch me but that did not affect me. Ares, on the other hand, did not even know the substance going inside his body. He begged them every day to give him more. They mocked him and only gave him a small portion when he would do the inhumane task they asked him to do.

One day,...

FLASHBACK

I am hunched in pain as I groan from my last beating. It fucking hurts. 

You could just dial down the ego and ask th-

Shut the fuck up, you dumb bitch. 

I am you bitch,

I just roll my eyes and ignore the voices as suddenly an ointment is placed in front of me. I look up to see the teenage boy smile at me weakly. I simply raise an eyebrow at him as he just simply shrugs and says, "You need it more than me." 

As I take in his battered hand and legs. What does this fucking kid want from me?

"What the fuck do you want from me?"

He raises his eyebrow in surprise as he replies to me with a smile, "Why would you assume that I want something from you. I do not know whether to call you stupid or brave for not giving in after all this torture. This is all I could get after begging so just use it and don't worry about the guards as they will not come here for a day," 

I still just stare at him not buying this kindness bullshit, as he just sighs and says, "Look, you helped me with the guard that day. You diverted his whole attention to you. If you had not thrown your shoes at him, he would have forced me to cut my hands off," 

I just scoff and say, "Stop being delusional. I did it because you noisy motherfuckers were not letting me sleep peacefully so I told him to shut up and that's all,"

He gave me a deadpan look and commented rather rudely, "Your lazy ass sleeps the whole time, so why did you tell them to shut up only at that moment?"

"I do not," as he gave me a look that shouted 'you suck at lying'. 

"Whatever helps you sleep at night best friend," 

"I am not your best friend," I glare at him and he just chuckles at me, 

"As you say bestie,"

I just roll my eyes at him and mutter a whatever while applying half the ointment and sending it back to him. I just ignore his smile and go to sleep. 

Since that day, he would apply the half ointment and save the rest for me. I did not know when I started to care about him whenever those bastards hit him. 

So I did what any sane person would do,

I burned down the building.

He needed to be out of that institute because he did not deserve that. I helped him escape before burning the building but his drug addiction was an obstacle so I sent him to a rehabilitation center with a different name- Ares.

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YOU WERE MY FAVOURITE DREAM,

BUT I HAD TO WAKE MYSELF UP.

(So... one of the revelations is unveiled. What do you think?)