L.O.V.E

Chapter 10~ Russian dreams

Ivy POV

"Why Ivy you could have just told me." I'm sitting on the bed watching Aaliyah pace back n forth in front of me covered in blood.

"Because Aaliyah your not the easiest person to freaking talk too." She stopped and looked at me.

"Ivy you could have just said 'Hey Aaliyah I have a problem and I need help getting it FIXED.' You just let the shit happen now look at you a fucking bullet wound in your leg that your not going to let me get out." I fell back on the bed and let out a groan.

"Aaliyah take the bullet out and go for a walk." She scoffs.

"A walk my ass how about you go take one...oh wait you can't because you GOT FUCKING SHOT BY A FEMALE IN THE CLUB." She began to take me leg and rest it on hers and take some tweezers and pull the pulley out and then take some vodka and pour onto the wound causing me to suck in a deep breath and she wrapped it and moved on to doing whatever.

"Aaliyah.....AALIYAH. Come here." She looks at me for a while before walking towards me and standing in between my legs.

"Stop overreacting and breathe. This situation has nothing to do with me asking you for help it about you not kill every person who lays eyes on me." She looks at me and sighs.

"How you feel?"

"I'm good." I pull her down by the collar on her shirt and kissed her so softly a sweetly.

Our lips moving in sync and her hand run down my body and back around my neck as she pulls away.

"God your beautiful baby. Also yes I can, I can kill anyone who lays eyes on you." She walked out and I went to Jacob room to see what he was doing.

"Jacob.... Hey." He looked up at me and gestured me to come in.

I sat on the floor with my knees up and my chin resting on them. I watched as he grinds his weed in his grinder and roll it.

"I'm guessing you don't have a lot left so your grinding to make more?" He looked up at me like a proud parent.

"How did you know?"

"My father did it when he didn't have a lot left." I shrugged off.

"So I see you've been very distant from everyone including your parents." He looked up at me and let out a sigh.

"There your parents. I know I don't know them for as long as you have but there your parents and even though they can be a pain there still yours." He shook his head and lit up the blunt. He let out a cloud of smoke and looked at me.

"I don't have a problem with them I have a problem with what they do."

"So you have a problem with them being assassins and that your forced into it?"

"Bingo. Winner winner."

"Make a pros and cons list. A con is that your going to be killing. A pro is that you'll be killing bad people. A con is that you'll be considered a bad guy to others. A pro is you'll be getting paid. See just make some." 

"How are you okay with Aaliyah doing this?"

"Aaliyah may not know it but I love her and she is amazing and sometimes I think about that and I just push it aside and focus on her."

I left out and went back into the room and laid down on the bed. I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me back.

"You okay Ivy?" I let out a sigh and turned to face Aaliyah.

"I should be asking you that question."

"I'm fucking fantastic." She said sarcastically.

"Aaliyah....I need an answer that's not sarcastic."