Blood and Sweaters

Chapter 4

Darkling

Of or related to darkness

The next morning Aria woke Ransom up at the crack of dawn which pissed him off badly. Ransom was never a morning person and what made him even more frustrated was the fact that she didn't even let him have coffee. The lack of sleep and caffeine made him crabby. Ransom wouldn't stop whining which pissed Aria off.

She wasn't in a very patient mood today. Eventually, Aria couldn't take it anymore. She turned around and pinned him to the ground holding him in a chokehold until he passed out.

"Finally, some peace and quiet, " Aria sat down on the floor in front of Ransom, enjoying the sound of nature all around her while she waited for him to wake up.

20 minutes later Ransom woke up very confused, rubbing his sore neck. He looked over at Aria who had an annoyed look on her face. He was actually surprised that she could take him down that easily than he remembered this was how she was brought up.

"Okay sleeping beauty, time to train."

Ransom stood up dusting off his navy blue jersey while chuckling.

"Look I appreciate the concern but I am very capable of taking care of myself, " he said cockily.

Aria was already frustrated with his attitude and the fact that knocking him out didn't help his cockiness only made her madder. She pulled out her gun and pointed at his head. Ransom's blood ran cold, he remembered Veronica's words "world best hitman".

"Don't forget I was hired to kill you. I could have easily done it then and I could easily do it now. Since you being such a whiny little brat today you can do trenches until I tell you to stop or until you pass out from exhaustion, " she said pissed at his attitude.

Ransom glared at the girl but he silently took the shovel and began digging. Aria sat down with her back against a tree trunk flipping her butterfly knife open and closed as she watched him.

4 hours later Ransom sat at the bottom of the trench unable to move a limb. He screamed out of frustration.

"What is it now?" Aria asked annoyed.

He mustered up whatever strength he had left and jumped out of the trench and stalked towards the brown-eyed girl.

"This is plain down bullshit! What is even the reason for this? You know what you're a monster who feels happy at the cost of others' suffering!" He screamed inches away from her.

"You think I'm a monster. I did this when I was 5 years old in the pouring rain. I passed out after an hour and as soon as my eyes opened again I had to get back and carry on until I had 10 perfect 5x5 holes."

Before Ransom could say anything his body gave in and he passed out for a second time that day. Aria dragged him back to the house, luckily they were near because he was a huge guy. She laid him on the couch and went to get some clean clothes to change him into.
After he was all clean she brought a warm wet face towel and wiped his face and hands. Satisfied with how clean he looked she sat next to the couch for a few minutes taking in his features. His high cheekbones. His long lashes. His pink lips. His dark hair that she now ran her fingers through. Covering him with a blanket she left him to sleep. The fatigue got to him real bad because he spent the entire night on the couch.