Started- September 2019
Competed - October 2022
Oh I didn't know it would be this big. Looking out the window from the uber I that stop at the gate with a few guards standing in front of it. I got out the car thanking the driver and getting on my ph...
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“There’s a rat on my porch.” I stared blankly at Vasili who has bags in his hand with an bored expression. Setting the same bags down I fold my arms looking behind him, seeing Oleg sitting in the car eating a damn sandwich.
“And a mut in the house.” He responded and I squinted my eyes.
“And a bitch that’s bound to get hit.” We stared at one another before Vasili let out a sigh putting his hands in my pocket.
“If I wanted to fight an ogre I would've done that by now.” His insult fell flat as I tilted my head.
“What’s a fight to a bullet?” I raised an eyebrow and he let out a dry laugh.
“One with your name on it." He quickly responded and I stared at him dead.
He's only alive because of Oleg and I Loyalty.
"That's a threat?" I unfolded my arms bringing my attention to the cuff that was a part of my button up. Started to roll my sleeves up.
"A promise." He stated and I was about to open my mouth but was cut off.
"A Promise?” I heard Marya voice chime and I turned around to see her stand in the center of the foyer wiping her hands with the kitchen towel with a confused expression.
She seems hesitant to come over.
"Ah pregnant lady! I brought the baby clothes as I promised." Vasili's tone changed and I turned my head to look back at him, who wore a bright smile on his face.
I pushed him off the porch.
Vasili took a few steps back from my porch as I just stared at him dead.
"Ruslan." I heard Marya stern voice taking a few steps closer to me she gently hook her arms around my left arm as if she's hugging in resting her head on my it.
"Thank you Vasili. Once again you didn't have t-
"I wanted to." He cut her off smiling to much for my comfort.
"You have more?" Marya pointed towards the bags avoiding Vasili bullshit attempt of flirting.
"Yes, Ruslan can you-
"No, you can do it yourself." I answered quickly.
"You're not going to bring your child's clothes in the house?" He asked.
"No." I snap my fingers three times pointing towards Oleg car. "Go fetch them" I motion him to and that once smug cocky grin wipe from his face.
I felt Marya arms tighten around mine.
Vasili stared at me for a good minute, his eyes shifted between Marya and I.
"Rude, I would be petty but I like Marya." He said. I watched Vasili every move as he grabbed the rest of the clothing bags and brought them back to the steps. Marya let go of my arm to pick some up but I gently swat her hands as I started to pick the bags up bringing them inside. She moved away still inches from me leaning against the wall.
