perfect disaster, Raya Arona [to read list TXT] 📗

finger stopped halfway to my mouth; the syrup seep down my hand, my eyes wide, yesterday was like hell, but how this man knew what did happen yesterday?

I winced when I felt Fox squashing my fingers in his hand, I know he doesn't intend for it and I know he is steamy angry

"it looks like you did liked it" the man mocked with an evil grin, " he was just showing appreciation "

The man stands up, still measuring Fox with his eyes, "if I were you, I will act wisely and take that task, for your own good" he pauses and looks at me throwing a filthy smile "and hers, and happy end"

"tell Sergei, If I were him, I will  hide in hell and shove that fucken task in his fucken ass and happy end"

Okay

Looks like those people had a different definition of happy end

With no more happiness, the man with his bodyguards' leaves, but the tension still in the air

I don't know what to do or what to say, if I say anything I'm dead, so I play dumb and go back to my pancakes and the seepy syrup and how I make my happy syrupy end

"Go to the bathroom" I snap my head up, looking at Fox with brow almost run off my face, "beg your pardon"

"Go. To. The. Fucking bathroom." I frowned, why should I do that, I don't feel like using it now, besides yesterday he told me to go to the bathroom and day of reckoning go on

I open my mouth to ask but as always, he has the wheel, "If you don't want to die, do it"

Pause "and don't lock in"

Okay that's freaky, His face gave no chance for negotiation, I stand up to try to turn my back on the feeling inside, it scares me to death and I know it's not good and I believe it because that grounded in facts and I don't like these facts as I don't like the gun that in Fox's hand neither that man

turn back to him, looking at his eyes his face there was nothing just the usual blank and cold, and that didn't do any good, instead, make me feel worse than I might throw up all my stomach out

"If anything-" I swallow my words not because I'm afraid, but because I don't want to say or hear any disaster, I had my enough and this situation, not the best

"You, you will be there as every time you do, right?" 

I don't know why, but the words were drooling out, I can't really tell if I should trust this man, but I have no choice no one right now just him, and it's shocking that I could feel safe with him around for  

he is not in any part of the word 'save', he is dangerous, secretive, creepy, but if he says he will make sure you're safe to take it as a vow

Maybe that what makes me feel better in this hell, and that's why right now I need to hear it from him, I need to make him say that vow, but the answer was new

He was very silent frowning reading me intently, and I let him search maybe he will  find whatever he wants to know, all need is his vow

 

His lips part, as if he's taking a sharp intake of breath, and he blinks. For a fraction of a second, he looks lost somehow, which I don't know and it's freaking me out even more

"I don't have many choices"

what that means

 His expression is poker-faced, but his words... it's like he's saying something else entirely. It's baffling

My stomach coils. I'm not sure what to do, what to say, what to think. At the moment, I'm not sure of anything. I know what will come will not be good, I can feel it and after this days with him, I can recognize that look, the look telling me this telling me nothing is okay,

I glance that way, seeing a lot of happiness, love, family. In addition, If anything went wrong I will be the responsible for ruining their lives, the reason behind take their happiness from her or him

to me I have nothing to lose

Still, I don't want to die

 

chapter 23...Chort

My heart is pounding so hard I'm afraid anyone can hear it, My hand grasps the knob and turns as soon as I get there, the bathroom was big and crystal clear nothing and so clean the floor is eye-blinding white, nothing weird nothing suspicious

Turning around, I'm about to head out, when I nearly run straight into the body blocking the doorway. It startles me so much I scream, a high-pitch shriek, as my knees nearly give out

the man from before is standing there, eyeing me filthily, what is he doing here? Wait, I saw him getting out the coffee shop why he's here and now? How he even know that I'll be here and at this moment?

"You scare easily," he says.

I gather myself even the ground beneath me knows how much I'm shaking, "what do you want"

"Relax, I just coming to check the catch", he points to the guards to leave us alone.

Him and me

"I always know Chort has a special taste in women, but I never expect him to catch a golden fish"

I never knew  men like him or like they don't know what that name was, is he working with Frank and he sends him here to catch me, Nah frank look like a dirt mouse comparing to this man but who is he I've got nothing to do this man neither frank

God, what's going on

"I don't know what you are talking about", his back his head roaring a scary laugh echo in the walls

I tuck myself back further into my corner, doing my best to look frightened. I'm not; my brain is still numb.

"Da, you know,", "I'm talking about your boy your devil"

Fox is Chort

"are you his friend?" I asked blindly, I want to know what this man has to do with us

"friend!!" he snorts, "Nyte, family"

a family, I knew that Fox wasn't any good, but knowing he is part of this people is shocking, I thought Dan, and Rider and the others his family 

"Come," he says to me, and he flicks his hand in my direction.

I don't move. I refuse to. I watch him with wary eyes instead. The man steps forward, approaching me. His hand is out, but I don't take it. I know he's trying to look not-scary but it's failing. His eyes are too cold, too gleeful.

Then, he's standing right in front of me. "Please don't hurt me," I whisper since I know he wants to hear something like that.

I need to do something other than hiding. But what?

Gun

I kicked his leg but that wasn't fast or good enough to that gun. I knew he would. I've made a stupid mistake, and now I will pay. I try fleeing, but he's too fast. His arm slam me into the wall

The man reaches me "I see why Chort is so obsessed. Your cunt must be tight", I recoil, staring up at him in horror.

Chort

that's the only warning I get before his hand slams into my face. The world tilts as black stars explode behind my eyes, followed by pain. I reel and stagger, trying to remain upright, remain conscious.

His hard hand grasps my hair, forcing me to stare into icy eyes; he opens his mouth to say something but all go off

BOOM. The door was kicked in. he was standing there with his glory

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk

The noise of blood dripping from the knife in his hands is the only spoken words now

So I'm here, as bait

Tuk, Tuk...

First blood

Something tells me that not the last.

A woman appears from now where screaming and darted toward the hallway, screaming in same strange language rushed out after her and like a lion catching prey, he showed up again with one arm around her neck and the other one the bloody one still holding that knife

His form tells me that's him, that's Fox

But the truth is he is not ... Not the least

Monster is a small thing comparing what in his eyes

The woman was screaming at the man behind me in strange words, I can't get what she says but her face was packed with terror and storm of emotions, tears rain of tears

Why I don't cry as she does

I can't feel or maybe I don't want to, these days teach me to shut it down for everyone good for my good, but now I'm too busy staring at the man before me he looks well-known but I don't know him at all.

"Let her go"

for a moment I felt like what he is talking about I totally forgot that the woman before me is just a mirror to my situation the difference is her blond hair and Fox have a knife while the man with a gun

Gun and knife what in hell Fox thinking, did he forgot his brain somewhere there? this man is crazy he will shot me and him too and his knife won't do any good

Raising his calm and steady eyes to meet Fox's frenzied ones "This can be very simple," the man called out, letting that sink in. "let go, I let go, we good"

"I don't speak with dogs"

Fox said between his teeth, his voice as if he was trying hard to leash the fire that running rampant through his veins. This time was critical. He looks poised to strike, anticipating the kill. Any second now

This could get complicated

The air was thick. Tangible

and Fox won't let it go

at that moment, I remembered I had something under the shirt, I took advantage of the fact that they were gesticulating and exchanging fire for hatred and I pulled my hand very slowly to settle at the fork in my waist 

the time with Fox teach me to no trust even myself and always be ready for the worst, and I knew it at that moment when he told me to go to the bathroom that nothing good will happen.

"Nyet, ty ne khochesh'--" he cut by the sight of his girl collapse on the floor out cold,  both I and the man couldn't apprehend what happened.

I felt his fist tightened on my hair, and I knew that's my turn to be dead on the floor. but I don't want to die.

all I know after that is the taste of adrenaline in my tongue and I pulled the fork and dig it in the man's shoulder, after that I found myself thrown on the floor and the man under Fox's mercy

"I warned you, you motherfucker!" He was blind. The only bloodlust consumed his vision

all happened in a blink, the knife plunged it straight into the base of the man's neck to meet his right shoulder. he let out an inhuman scream. like that wasn't enough, he pulled the knife out and blood sprayed across his arm, chest, and neck. Fox's head swayed and his nostrils flared. again he brought the knife down again, this time toward the back of the neck to separate the spinal cord

The man chokingly screamed and screamed and screamed under Fox's hand, but he didn't flinch he was drunk with power and pure male satisfaction

the knife