perfect disaster - Raya Arona (classic romance novels txt) 📗

much when I heard a rain of punches, I can't push further I collapsed on the floor sobbing pushing my fist into my ears to block the sounds

I don't know how much time passed with me sitting on the floor sobbing, but all I know is feeling someone carrying me in bridal style

 all I feel now is my heart aching, I'm done, "shhhh, fighter baby, everything will be fine"

 I know that voice it's Dan, kiss my forehead doing his best soothing me, I don't know how I should feel 

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everyone out, only my left locked in this dark room, his room, I'm so terrified that I just lie there, shaking. my eyes puffed  from the all crying, I press my arms  against my body, holding the blanket tightly around my body 

right now I'm just numb from any feelings, I just lie there in the dark thinking of Mathew and his warm smile, thinking of Mel too, my dad 

A soft light comes on. Even though it's not bright, I'm blinded for a minute. I blink a few times, and my

eyes adjust.

And I see him.

Fox

He stands in the doorway like a dark angel.His expression is dark and angry

utterly terrifying.

My instincts had been right—this man is capable of anything, dark things

I can't even gather enough saliva to talk. So I just watch him stalk toward me like a hungry tiger approaches its prey

I am going to fight if he touches me.

He comes closer, and I take a step back. Then another and another, until I'm pressed against the bed 

He lifts his hand, and I tense, preparing to defend myself. But he's merely holding a bottle of water and offering it to me.

"Here," he says. "I figured you must be thirsty."

I stare at him. I'm dying of thirst, but I don't want it, not from him, He stands there, patiently watching, My heart is hammering in my throat, and I feel sick with fear

"Why?" my voice was choked like if I was strangled

"Because I didn't like seeing you with him," FOX says, and I can hear the rage in his voice.

"Is he—" I don't know if I can even say it out loud. "Is he . . . alive?"

"For now," 

Fox says, his eyes burning into mine, for the first time I challenge the consequence and look him dead in the eye

 "believe me you don't want that boy," he says harshly, I tightened my grip on the blanket I'm holding 

"I know what you want" 

I stand up facing him, he frowned looking curiously at me with dark eyes 

"you just like them, you want this, so take it" 

letting the blanket drop on the floor revealing my naked body, I know he kidnapped me just to use me use my body make me his whore just like Mr. Stainy 

"You know what your problem is? Your mouth operates faster than your brain does."

"you are just stupidly obsessed with your ego"

He laughed loudly and smugly. "I guess I struck a chord with your ego

"Oh, the hell," I said with a disgruntled roll of my eyes. "You're the one with the ego, Mr. jackass"

he put his fingers to my lips as he focused on something in the shadows across the lot. His grim,

unblinking eyes startled me, but I tried to tamp down the fear welling up inside. and before I know it a glass noise shattered Instead of dropping to the ground, I instinctually turned to see what had happened

Fox's hand was on his gun, but instead of pulling it out, he propelled himself at me with breakneck speed.

Oomph.

I was thrown off-kilter, and I landed on my stomach as the first shots rang out. Fox had thrown himself on top of me and shielded my head

minutes after, the silence filled the air, as Fox  peeled himself off me and pull me like rag up with him,

"go to the bathroom, and don't open it till you hear from me"

 

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chapter 17 ... Disaster Recipe

 Didn't know what was happening to me

 

but Fox was at the center of it. He was the source of all this pain and confusion.

The shooting noise keeps getting higher and higher make my ears were ringing, I need some distraction.

Frantically, I searched around the bathroom for a way to escape or somewhere to hide. It was irrational all this shit is just irrational and absurd, as I'd already established there was no escape any attempt and I'll be dead.

Nevertheless, instinct is instinct. My instincts said to hide, I dig my body under the sink, I know it's not the safest place to hide but at least no one will know I'm here

This was the worst of all my fears, in whole my life I'd been careful. I followed all the rules in becoming invisible. I kept my head down, I walked fast, not drawing attention to myself and I dressed sensibly. Still, my nightmare had found me

it's bad too bad no it's the worse, and worse nightmares can't get any better, and that what happens it's turning worse, as the electricity turned off

I feel my breath hitched in my throat and my fear beating me, I pulled my legs to my chest nodding back and forth pitch black, bathroom and shooting it's a recipe of disaster, I start panicking I want it to be just a nightmare and I'm going to wake up soon

My balms getting wetter, so I dry them by rubbing them on my jeans and then I felt something in my pocket, I dig my hands in and depend of feeling it was more like a paper, I can't see anything right now so I clutch it hard waiting

for a moment I use that as a distraction, away from the shooting screaming noise, not long and the power came back again

directly my mind drift to the paper in my hand, it was small paper, I don't remember holding any papers, he was so careful to hide those things beside pens pencils and any sharp things add to that phone and gun

Curiously, I open it, it was a blue ink and familiar handwrite.

'I promise I'll get you back so soon my love, just be my strong girl and wait for me'

my vision blur with tears, I can't believe it, he risks himself coming here just to save me, I'd never even dream about something like that, my eyes drifted to the numbers written down, it's a new number his new number

Use it whenever you can and be well for me

now I can't stop the rain that falls from my eyes, my finger running on the words and over my love and for me feeling like I touching his fingers

I feel happy so alive again my heart beating fast happy I never felt that happiness my best friend and my teenage adult love the only man I, loved he is fighting for me.

and what fox did to his ring again in my mind, I won't let that happen again, I looked again at the numbers, this paper is the most precious thing to me after my mom's necklace but no one should know about it

I kept rolling the numbers in my tongue over and over but stopped when I heard his whistles than the door of the room open, quickly I ran and flush the paper and set back like nothing happened

The door open and he was standing there, not fox how could eat the play; he figured out where I am, and like the usual Fox-like nothing happened no fight no shooting nothing, he has nerves of steel

Calm and zero emotions

I could feel my heart beating in my neck as I looked into his super serious eyes. My heart beating fast I try hard to give any hint

Just silent

"Get the fuck up" his tone was more commanding, telling the truth I don't want to, but I need to play it cool

I pushed my weight onto my arm and forced my stiffed body; try hard to avoid his scrutinizing eyes

"Get your fucking ass ready, we are leaving" that was really news to me, I look at him confused still can't get anything, yeah Fox was calm but there's something wrong with his something unreadable

"Is it safe, I mean what if .."I stopped when he pulled me closer to my face was an inch from his, my eye open wide, alert, afraid, definitely there's something wrong

"Listen, princes, with me it's never been safe, but I can guarantee that your little pretty ass will be safe"

My ears start buzzing, but his confidence and the words that went with it which pretty much promising.

Oh boy

Suddenly I felt a little squeeze in my chest in my heart; he made my blood run cold

"You're scaring me." still whispering. He throws his wicked smirk

"Good" his eyes moved over my face for a while before he instructs me again to hurry to leave and storm out

I blinked

Now, I can categorize him happily as a handsome psychopath

 

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There were many holes and cavities in walls and blood spattered everywhere, I don't know how I even should describe the view, nothing more obvious and noticeable around than destruction, it's disaster

Everyone was busy doing something, but what catches my eyes is the site of the boys carrying the lifeless bodies out

nausea start getting the best of me, I hate looking at dead or even dealing with blood, it agitates my senses in a bad way

"You look off color, are you okay" 

my attention drive quickly to the speaker, it was Julia, she looks in mess, I rubbed my hand over my face trying to distract my self

I nod, I know I can't lie to Julia she is so smart to figure out what I'm in, she is so caring like motherly caring, she pays attention to smallest thing even to me from day one she treated me like family, in normal situations I would be happy as a flea in a doghouse

However, I'm still at their mercy so I have to dance to their tunes

"Here, drink some water" 

I look at her face, like the usual big smile I sighed and take the water from he and have some mouthfuls, yeah, I feel my throat burning from the whole crying sobbing, I'm totally dry

"cookie" she holds out a plate full of cookie, I look up at her is she kidding me who may have an appetite for what shooting and kicking some people asses

And to tell the truth, It looks great but my stomach immediately tightens. Looks like this will be another wasted meal.

"No thanks, I don't-"

"How dare you touch my babies" Dan appears out of blue attacking the plate and that before he got smack on his hand

"Ouch, what that for" rubbing his hand like a wounded child

"clean your hand first" and his face totally changed to a sheepish smile, and silently to the sink and back to attack the plat.

"Oh, My precious" we can't stop our smile at his face 

"Seriously!!! the fuck guys" Ashton annoyed voice broke the scene throwing his hands in the air exasperated

"What!!, I felt starving so I make  sometin' to fill-up" 

 like if it was not a big deal, Dan, still not giving up on that plate, "Dude, I'm just helping her" and with that, he runs out with his babies

Ashton gives it up and shakes his head, "we need to talk" he takes the lead and  we follow 

"Damn those