"You're a little masochist, huh? You're gonna be a good little slut for me aren't you Katya?"
I don't answer. Nico brings his hands down to my ass and he smacks it. I whimper at the pain. Nico smirks at my response. My breathing increases at the tho...
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My t-shirt is halfway on my body before a loud knock is at the bedroom door. I pull the shirt down the rest of the way before I go to the door. "Wha-" I cut myself off when I see Enzo. He looks nervous, that could be the lighting but he's paler than usual. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Or maybe a beautiful face." That smooth mother- "Amor, don't you have anything better to do than pick on me." A small laugh escapes my lips. "Like hanging out with my friends? You guys kinda ruined that, don't you think?"
A chuckle erupts from him before he looks at me seriously. "You're gonna tell me why you look like you have a secret or not?" That look doesn't leave his face. After a few minutes in this awkward staring contest I turn around and try to find my pants.
"Are we going on a trip somewhere? Or are you going to lure me out somewhere quiet before you kill me?" There's some shuffling behind me before it gets quiet again. Looking under the covers I grab my pants and put them on. "I guess it's a surprise." His voice has a hint of amusement in it.
"Can I atleast get food before you kill me?" Just as I say that a loud rumble erupts from my stomach. We look at each other before we burst out into laughter."Let's get you something to eat shall we." He does a funny gesture towards the door which has me chuckling to myself.
Once brunch is made we sit at the table. Two pieces of toast and some eggs sit on both of our plates. We sit in silence as we eat, the sound of silverware clicking together echoes throughout the room. "Did that fill you up or do I need to get you something else?" He heads to the kitchen with our plates in hand.
"No thanks, I think I'm good." My stomach feels like it could explode any minute. I hate eating big portions at breakfast because it always makes me too full. Normally I just stick to some cereal. I stand up and walk towards the direction of my room. Or the room I'm staying in.
"You're gonna change before we leave right?" I look down at my Arctic Monkeys t-shirt that goes to my knees. "What's wrong with my outfit?" I'm honestly a little upset at his comment. "Oh nothing." He just gives me one of those smiles people give you when they don't like your opinion.
I don't want to change. I'm pretty comfortable. Ignoring his comment I turn towards my room and shut the door. I walk towards the bathroom and take a look at myself in the mirror. I mean I guess I can throw on some jeans and sneakers so I don't look like I crawled out of bed.
Grabbing my toothbrush I start brushing my teeth. I rinse my mouth out and grab my hairbrush, pulling my hair up into a low ponytail. I put on some chapstick and head to my closet. Grabbing some ripped jeans I throw them on before putting on some hightop converse.
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"Katya hurry up!"
A deep voice calls to me from the living room. I open the door to my room and head towards the voice. I've seen this guy a few times before, I think his name is Roman. I honestly can't remember. "Finally." He has the grouchiest look I've ever seen on a person.
"What crawled up your ass and died?" He glares at me. Geez someones not an afternoon person. "Let's go. Your bags are already in the car." Great, I'm stuck with him. We get in the back of the car and the driver takes us to whatever destination he was told before I got here.
We get to the airport and the driver gets out to open my door. I say a quick thanks before I grab my bag. I struggle for a little bit, before I finally get it. Ronan, the guy whose name I remembered on the way here, walks past me with his bags in hand. "Thanks for the help." I mutter under my breath.
We go through security and get our bags checked. I'm in the middle of grabbing my bag when an older lady shows up. She looks to be mid 50's. Ronan must seem to know her because he nods his head at her in acknowledgement. "Right this way." She leads us down an empty hall. Said hall leads to a jet.
Probably Nico's.
Rich ass.
We take our seats in the jet, our bags where they're supposed to be. I'm sitting in the middle of the plane while Ronan took a seat towards the back. He's on his phone texting someone, an angry look still on his face. I've been on a plane a few times.
I went on one with my dad and his friends. They would try to scare me by saying we were gonna crash. I believed them the few times they told me, before I realized if we crashed that it wouldn't be so bad. I'd be able to leave him and they'd all rot in hell.
Obviously it didn't crash because here I am, on another plane. Once I came to that conclusion I wasn't scared. In fact I enjoyed being on planes because I could put headphones in and watch a movie without my dad yelling at me. Planes were my safe place.
I decide to put the headphones on and watch a movie like I used to do when I was a kid. Maybe it'll feel the same as it used to. After a while of scrolling I decide to put on Back to the Future. A classic go to movie. I'm halfway through the movie when I have to pee.
Pausing it I get up and head to the bathroom. I'm washing my hands when a wave of nausea hits me. God. I hate feeling like I'm gonna puke. I decide to go back to my seat. Maybe a nap will help. When I sit, the movement of me sitting makes it worse. I close my eyes and breathe out my mouth. I used to do this when I was a kid and got sick. "You alright?" Ronan ask me. I just give him a thumbs up before I try to sleep.
I wake up and it's gone. Thank god. I blow a breath out before I look out the window. There's nothing but water for miles. It's dark out. The clock says 10 pm. Seeing that I'm not tired anymore I head to the snack bar to get something to eat. There's plenty to choose from but I go with some chocolate.
Mid bite I hear a noise. Turning around Ronan is passed out with his mouth open. Snores sound from him. I hold in my laughter as I eat my chocolate. Once I finish eating I go back to my seat and let my subconscious take over.
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A/N:
I finally updated after being on break for a while. I'm so sorry for making you guys wait but every time I planned to write something came up.
I'm trying to make an updating schedule, once I've made that plenty of updates will show.
