met-a-noia

Chapter 14

Amira's POV:

"Thanks Ronaldo, I really appreciate it. And thank you for being so kind towards me, I know I've caused a little bit of problems for you because of you know.. the shooting incident but thank you for being so nice.. like in general", I spat out mindlessly at Tarian's bodyguard who only smiled and handed Ghalen and I, his luggage and said professionally , "You're quite welcome ma'am, if you need anything you can always contact Her Majesty or myself". Welp, hes back to his professional self. But thats good, I dont want him or Tarian treating me like friends. I doubt that we'll see eachother again, so its good that we're not all friendly friendly.

I nodded and watched as he walked over to the driver's side and opened the door, crouching a bit to get inside the car. The engine roared as he waved one last goodbye to both Ghalen and I before stepping on the gas.

"So.. you're bestfriends with the Queen, and her smoking hot bodyguard?" Ghalen asks with a mischievous grin. I scoff and hit his shoulder saying, "Of course not! I met her yesterday.. if anything she's incredibly difficult. And I met Ronaldo today, he's nice but in all honesty I dont think we'll ever interact like that again. ". Ghalen hums and says, "Well, the universe works in wonderful ways baby sis, who knows".

"Yeah yeah, whatever Ghandi lets get your stuff inside"

"Yo chill! Ghandi was a horrible person"

"Exactly, dickwad"

"I hate you.."

"No you dont, you love me because im your favorite sister"

"You're my only sister dumbass"

"Precisely", I chirped as we both walked up the stairs of my apartment complex. "this place is extremely sketchy... like American Horror Story type sketchy", Ghalen quipped making me snort and say, "I know, but it was the cheapest thing I could rent. It was either this or a house all the way in Brighton". Ghalen quirked a brow at me and said, "So you chose Stab and Grab central?"

"Yes, because the one in Brighton is one hour away from the gig where im currently working"

"Bitch, do you not have a car?"

"Uh, NO because im not moving here, its temporary"

"Mm, you should move here if im being honest. England suits you, plus you have one critical and hella big friend here; The Queen", Ghalen voiced out as we walked down my floor's hall looking for my damn apartment. Deep down, I knew my bitchass brother has a fairly good point. "Yeah, its just I dont think Mom and Dad would like that". Ghalen scoffed and said, "They were ecstatic when Quinlan and Kanan both moved to LA, and when I moved to Canada. I think they'll be just as excited for you as they were for all of us".

I nodded before realizing that we were going in circles. "What the hell?! We're going in fucking circles!", I exclaimed exasperatedly. This sketchy ass building should be called the Labrinth of Death, because we'd probably be stabbed to death before we ever find my apartment. Ghalen groaned and whined, "How did you get us lost bitch?". I glared at him and started walking again saying, "Come on Doc, we need to find my apartment and you know as well as I do that two minds are greater than one".

"Ugh fine"

"Stop complaining whore"

"No you long legged bitch, my arms are aching and im hungry as hell, so excuse me for voicing my pain"

"Well no one told you to pack 60 lbs worth of clothing, and just be patient I have food in the refrigerator back at the apartment"

"YEEEEEAAASSSSSS! FOOODDD!"