GREY

12

6 months later

It's been 6 months since I've last seen Dash. Unfortunately no he didn't die. But left on a 'secret mission'

Flashback
I woke up very sleepless, the only reason being Dash that mother trucker left me. I got ready as I normally do, and headed downstairs.

I see everyone rushing around. "Hey Dante, do you know where Dash is? I need to talk to him. It's important" I stated.

He had this look on his face. This certain look I still to this day can't explain. It was a mix of worriedness, stress, etc

"Dash... is"

"he's on a secret mission" Alex said coming forward. "What? When will he be back?" I say fidgeting with the ring Dash gave me the other day.

"We don't know. He's gone to Russia. He's going to collect information on the Russian mafia, undercover. We won't even know if he'll be back alive!" Alex explained. "W-what," I say in shock. Was it all because of  yesterday?

"or when he'll be back" Dante finished Alex off. "I- why did dad send him?!"

"Oh... your dad didn't, Dash wanted to head over himself. Originally your dad was going to send someone else" Says Alex. So it was because if yesterday...

End of flashback

I head over to the gym that's located downstairs in one of the basements. I begin taping my hands up, to practice throwing some punches. As I normally do now.

"Well, well, well look who do we have here," a Familiar but not so familiar voice says from behind me. I stop from what I was doing. I slowly turn around and make eye contact with those unique green eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to say, "ouch darlin' I thought you missed me," his soft voice said.

"no.... No, I mean when'd you come back?" I say walking closer to him. "Last night, surprised to see me?" he said, also coming closer.

"No... kind of wishing you come back dead but-" "chill baby" I rolled my eyes and began getting ready again.

"So when do you start this boxing thing?" he said, walking even closer to me. "Six months ago"  I whispered but enough for both of us to hear it. "So when I left?" "Correct".

He takes a long pause studying me from top to bottom noticing all the changes I made to myself within the six months.

"I miss the brown hair," he said, lightly grabbing a strand of my hair and twisting it along his pointer finger.

Spoiler alert I dyed it black. Along with that, I got a whole bunch of patchwork tattoos done all over my arms. Kinda got the idea from Dash.

I even started exercising and getting so much involved with dad's Mafia business. As Dash studies my tattoos he notices one tattoo.

"you're in the mafia now?" He asked as he traced the snake tattoo , I had on my upper arm. I know I know a stupid place to put it but when I wear proper clothes it's hidden and doesn't matter.

"Not really" I manage to say after a while. "Why'd you change yourself Darling?" He says. "I got sick of the old me. Now if you excuse me I have some practice to do" I turned around but dash grabs my arm and turns me back.

"show me what you got," he says "it's not just punching love," I said mocking him. "I'm up for a Challenge, I mean how good could you have gotten in 6 months" he stated

"I guess you'll find out."