Forever Together

~9~

Primarosa Dozorov's P.O.V

"I love you."

"My love."

Alek's words repeated in my head. Over and over. I kept tossing and turning. I grabbed my steady bear and clutched him tight to my chest.

"Do you think he meant it?" I ask the teddy bear and receive no answer.

"Goddddd," I whine and roll on my back, "Why the fuck do I care, anyway? He is just Alek. Big build, handsome features, small hips, beautiful hazel eyes, jet black hair, a gorgeous smile, deep voice and an introvert like me. Also, very understanding and kind. He is rich and comes from a prestigious family. Russian and good at business." With that, I sit up, get to my knees and knock myself forward into my mattress to my stomach.

"He is literally and figuratively my dream guy. He almost reaches anime status for frick's sake." I yell and turn my head to the side.

My teddy bear lies unmoving by my side as I look at him. His one eye (the other went missing a decade or more back) looking in the direction of the door.

"I will take that as a sign and go do work or just watch a movie with 7 cups of coffee and some popcorn," I say energetically and get up.

I am only in a baggy shift dress I own. I am not even wearing my bandages to let my skin breathe. However, I regret that decision when the cold AC air hits my skin (It's winter but I like the cold).

I rub my eyes, grab my phone and get out. I take the straight way to my kitchen, passing my front door. I hear some light footsteps and come to a halt.

Then the sound of a door being shut calms me down and I just shrug. Probably one of the guests. I think and walk into the kitchen.

I reach for the sugar, and then a light thud sounds from the direction of my door. I quickly grab the two largest knives in front of me.

I stand in front of the door. Tiptoe to look through the eye of the door.

Before I can get a good look, the door is swung open and I am pushed back to the ground. One of the knives flies and cuts my hand. I wince in the sudden pain but turn my focus to the intruders.

I quickly grab both knives again and stumble back into the hallway.

I see it's four adult men, all wearing thick clothes, and masks to cover their faces. "How the fuck?!" I yell and move one of the knives in the air.

"Come nicely or you will regret it, woman." One of them speaks in a deep voice. "You wish, motherfucker." I spit and held both knives in front of me.

I throw one of the knives at them and it stabs right through one's chest.

"You bitch!" One of them yells and lunges at me. I dodge and run into the living room. I grab a book from the shelves behind me and hurl it at the man. It hits his head and he stumbles before regaining his balance and stumbling to stand in the doorway.

Another man stands behind him. "Why are you making this harder for yourself?!" He yells at me and I scoff.

"Come at me fuckers." I spit and grab another book, tossing it at them. "Bitch" one of them curses when the book hits his face. I smirk and grab another one.