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

that I am, but there's something unsettled in his throat

"Spit it out"

"why now...Chort" I know he wants me to crack and he does well. because in a minute I was holding his collar tossing him to the mirror behind

 "don't. call. me.  that"  straight into his cool eye's

"You know I'm not him anymore", I can feel the veins twisting in my arm, I never was good at leashing my anger and I don't want to do anything I would regret

"All these years you are hiding, living in a new person, so why you risk odds you were avoiding and go back to your old nightmare" he pause, and I am out of my mind

"Because of her,". I look at his face, this time he doesn't mess, all serious and annoyed, but to me I was dumbfounded, reviewing the possibilities of what if this happened before I took her, will I kill Sergei?

"Fox, what you're hiding ", I looked at him still fussed and tired, I sighed and walk to my shirt, "do you remember Robert Jones in the Field Marshal"

He waited, a moment reviewing back his memories, he shakes his head, "yeah, that cruel man, what about him"

"That girl his daughter"

he was taken by my words because his mouth opened and closed few times but it seems he can't call the words, so I gave his shoulder a tap and before he asks for more, I take my way off

"Wait-" he screamed after me, all I answered is my bottle high waving goodbye, I can still hear the noise came from the bar but I know Ashton good at handling his shit, for me that was the shittiest day... Ever

I open the door, and the darkness was so welcoming, and peace. Julz told me before that Anastasia is sleep, and that's probably true she is sleep but the weird is noiseless, normal I would hear snoring of sleep talking

Maybe she was broken enough

I switch on the light on the desk, looking for a place and glass to have a moment in peace, but tensed when I saw a ball of fur rolling on the window edge, I look at the bed and it was empty

Fuck

I pulled my gun, pointed directly at whatever the hell was that stepping carefully, the wooden floor crack under my foot giving a bad alarm and I was ready to shot by now

"Turn around, and drop your weapon, if you don't want to die",  my grip tightened, my breath deepens and tries to make it steady, even due to lack of sleep

"Why do you look so familiar?" she asks

What the fuck she is doing here, and wait is she drunk, huh of course, how I can't be familiar when she shoved her memory in her ass 

"Oh, Jason Statham", my brow almost run off my face

Jason Statham !!

yeah... she's drunk

okay, Maybe I should shoot her and make it as an accident

I lowered my gun, digging my fist in my hair drained; look back at her, with a smug smile on her face waving for me to join her

Jesus Christ, I can't deal with her ass when she is clear-headed, and now I have to babysit her drunk ass too

"C'mon Jason"

"What the hell are you doing here?" I pause, missed the right words to label her situation, "like that"

"Oh please, don't start your shit now, I deserve some yoo-hoo", she said, taking another sip of her drink and like baby monkey waiving her legs out

And she cursed, that's new

Wait, is that...

My vodka

Good, now I know where that fucking third bottle is gone.

Who on earth has a 'yoo-hoo' by drinking bur Russian vodka; did she get a death wish before it. That shit will milt her body part down

I leaned on the wall, watching her, what's the wrong with playing a little, "don't you think that window would be the last place you want to take your yoo-hoo if someone shoots at you"

Her face changed, absorbing my word, I am surprised how come she didn't get shot yet.

"Valid point, catch this" she plays I understand, handing me the bottle, I smiled and reach to take it from her not because I'm her servant but just curious what next

"Wait" she pulled the bottle back and my face cringe

 the fuck! ,,, did she spit in the bottle, was that necessary

"No hatred buddy, just to make sure, you won't drink mine, you know always be cautious"

I rolled my eye's, and snatch some napkins before taking that bottle, cautious my ass, why just I kill her, and for once do some good and save the world from her stupidity

"oh my god" she screams like old granny rubbing her ass and don't know why the hell my eyes stuck there, though she got pretty small ass

taking a sip of my drink and nearly choking on it when I heard her moaning

"man, my butt feels numb" rubbing her ass with one hand and itching her hair with the other, her shirt was drop off her shoulder giving a perfect view to her soft creamy skin, and her hair was like boom set off in it

She looks like shit

A hot shit

This girl will be the death of me

"Give me that", I lift my hand up, she can't walk two steps without falling, she tried to snatch her spitty-drink like an angry grimy babe, since she is like a small elf, I win

After many failures, she crossed her arms over her chest pouting, god dammit she looks cute with those pink lips, I want to kiss them till they turn red blood

No, she is just a small child, and I'm her babysitter

I shake my head throwing all this thought, and walk to the trashcan and pour the rest all the liquor ignoring her crying, even when she is drunk she is a drama queen

"Stop", I did the usual scolding her as she is 'stupid brat' but this time I make a mistake and didn't consider that she is a drunk stupid brat

"You stupid bitch," she is pissed drunk-ass stupid brat, using bad language for the first time with no swear jar shit, and do A on the murderous glares ...Impressive

"You'll pay for what you did!" she screams jumping to her feet quickly, too quickly. Her hair fell back and she jumps with drunken budges

No, I'm sure this not Jujitsu, I think this called Taekweirdo, I do I take her out like any other threat. I grab her arms, twist them behind her back, push her forward with a knee to the ass, and take her to the hard wall. She struggles beneath me

"Stop doing that" She seethes, her breath coming out in long gasps, matching my own,. I'm not quite sure if she's serious, but she is not a fighter or even killer but she is still angry

"Doing what?"

"Ruining my life!" , She wiggles again, her voice was chocked, I lose my grip, so that's not about the bottle

I lower my knee and lean my body into her a little harder, making sure she's pinned good and tight to the wall, she is like wild cheetah, and honestly that's what poke my interest, I know she is pure like crystal never been touch or interact with man before that pretty obvious from the shiver in her body every time I touch her

I hiss enough for her to hear my world and put out the fire inside, "I told you before, if I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead, princess. I'm a dirty killer, I get the job done and get the fuck out of Loophole. I'm not here to hurt you. In fact, I'm here to save your pretty ass"

I back up and throw her the surrender hands to ease her down off the ledge. She takes her time backing off the wall and turns to look at me, still tipsy though, but for sure still angry

"Really?, I narrow my eyes at her super wide eyes

"Do you think my ass is pretty?" she asked, sounding so damn hopeful that I couldn't help but chuckle. she didn't give a damn shit about Dirty Killer and kill her

She scrunched up her face adorably. Damn.

Fuck this shit.

"Come on, princess. It's bedtime,"  I know she hates being treated like a child but she is a child

"You can't boss me around. I'm capable of making up my own mind-".

"How many of those drinks have you had?" I asked, already having a rough idea.

"Get off my tits, I need to breathy", trying to escape, she tried snatches one of the bottles in her way, but I win

"You can't be useful"

Why she didn't pass out yet

Instead of being useful, I walk to grab a glass for me; my head feels like nuclear boom about to explode, ignoring the rumbles behind me before one of the pillows hit me

"Men"

That's it, this little girl needs to wake up, I downed the liquor in my glass at one, I stare at her took two long strides, threw her over my shoulder to the bathroom, for sure choosing the good side, I don't have any plans to re-open the damn glue again

"Put me down you asshole"

And I did as I asked, she yelps at the coolness of the bathroom floor, I use the moment and open the water make sure she is soaked and cold enough

Automatic, she jumped hanging on at my shirt

Great

"you know what", I just stare at her, this is the most amusing angry face I've ever seen, I like seeing that side of her, but that no means that I will let her drink again ... like never

Next thing I know I was sprayed with water all over, I jumped turning the water off, but that didn't stop her from laughing and clapping like crazy

she broke between her laughs, "I think you're going to have to sleep with one eye open tonight."

I will never let her drink again

Never

***********

We came out of the shower she still as mad as when she went in. and obviously drunk too, because she was smiling at the wall

I shake my head I know what goes in that little dirty head, her face like a mirror I can read her clearly and so easily, she even didn't try to hide it or cover it even if she did so that would be so bogus

"are you going to change this" looking at the new dry shirt still in her hand, her soaked shirt it's clung at her body giving me perfect view of her hard nipples, either she is freezing or horny and none of them good to pick

"It's cold," she muttered looking down in 'aw' at her shirt

I turn to close the window and give her some privacy, No..  I need some distraction more so I don't want to look at her nude body, that will complicate things, and I need to remind myself that this girl not for fuck, I am just her Mama

"Might want to turn your head." , start to take off my soaked shirt

"ow, don't worry about me, keep going" she waved her hand in the air nonchalantly, eyes open wide and dark she biting her lower lips drooling, looking at my junk

That girl really something

Since she had no problem, I go on  and take off my jeans, I'm not sleeping with them on even I was using the situation

Fuck... she didn't even blink

"Still upset," don't know why I asked, maybe try to break the creepy air

"Eat shit." still busy flipping the damn shirt, and bitch mood back again, I'm sure she is bipolar

Unbelievable

"Guess so," I said, shrugging. A brief silence passed before I spoke again. "Okay, I know I'm going to regret this. Tell me what the problem is."

My body drooped tiredly into the mattress. glared at her. waiting

"You're no fun. You keep bossing me around.." give me that damn pouting face again

"We're not here to have fun. I brought you here to hide you and keep you alive. You want fun, go to Disney World."

"Doesn't mean you have to be boring, you don't talk to me or