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𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐈 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕

Fury. That is what I feel right now rushing through my blood all towards the little girl that had the audacity to stab me and the fact that I let her get away with it. It was stupid on my behalf, the minute I felt the blade pierce my skin, I should've shot her brains out. I acted like a complete naive individual, and that is my biggest regret of the night.

"I shouldn't have left you alone, the suka stabbed you." Dimitri mumbled, waving his arms around like a lost man. He wasn't wrong, the rage that I felt right now was definitely matched by him and that was the good thing of him being my assistant. He was clever, yet his downfall was that he acted like a complete dickhead a vast majority of the time. (translation- Russian. "bitch")

I finish stitching myself, and put back all of the equipment I used into the first aid kit and handed it to Dimitri, in which he took. "Ubit' yeye." Anger coats his voice which just leads me to narrow my eyes at him. He knew better than to get angry at me, but right now it sounds like he's angry at her. "ya znayu. We need a plan, get to work." I get up from the seat and pull a white top on, and Dimitri leaves the room with a nod, leaving me alone with my anger coating all my thoughts. (translations - Russian. "Kill her." || "I know.")

At first, Adrianna saw me first-hand completing a mission. And now, she stabbed me.

She deserves to die, in many more ways than one.

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𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐙

As painful as my headache is this morning, I still decide to get up out of the warmth in my bed at an ungodly hour. 08:00 if I'm being precise. But to my surprise, I'm greeted by my brother in my doorway. "Adrianna." He greets me, to which I just return a scoff and look away from him. He had no business making an appearance in my bedroom unannounced, certainly not after last night. Any other day I'd put up with his bullshit, but this morning? No chance.

"Get out of my room," I murmur whilst taking a seat at my vanity and I'm greeted with mascara rubbed around my eyes and a rats nest on top of my head. How lovely. "I came to apologise." And that's what makes my eyebrows rise. One thing I knew about Andrés is that he never apologised, it didn't even matter that he had a soft heart once before, he still never apologised. We meet eyes in my mirror and although he says one thing, what I'm met with swirling in his eyes is nothing. He's emotionless.

He steps closer and sits himself on the edge of my bed, but still faces his body towards me. "You're the only person I have anna, and I can't afford us always fighting. Dare I say it, as jealous as I used to be for you becoming jefa, I should've never allowed us to lose the sibling bond we had." And for the first time for the past few years, I feel guilt yet I don't allow him to see it and quickly push that disgusting emotion to the side. "We never had a sibling bond," I almost laugh at him, what a moron. (translation - Spanish. "Boss")

"You may not see it, or even have seen it before, but you're my little sister. You're the only person I've ever had and did you never realise that I always came to you with my problems but you always pushed me away. You never let me in, yet I always tried." He rubs his hands over his face and through his hair. He locks eyes with me and I immediately look away. He is right. When we were little I remember how he always used to come to me and tell me all his secrets and how he was hurt and in return, I just walked away. I had enough of my own burdens to carry from when I was a little girl and I sure as fuck couldn't handle someone else's.

"We're 5 years apart yet I always thought the world about you. I know when you are hurting and when you're happy. You're my sister, Anna." And that's what breaks my wall. More like chips it. I get up out of my seat and worry fills his eyes, of course he's thinking what the worst case scenario that'll happen after he apologises. However, I surprise him by throwing my arms around him and he tenses but almost immediately wraps his arms around me. The first time in years that I've been engulfed by another person, no one cared about how I felt yet now I realise that he was always there. He just projected everything out in anger.

Before he could think that I'm actually letting him in, I pull away and smack the backside of his head. "Don't think too much of this, puta." And his face is almost instantly covered with a big smile, even showing teeth. "Typical if you, Adrianna." Andrés laughs and I just send him a quick, fake smile.

I shoo him away so I can actually fix myself and the mess that's in my room and he complies, leaving me alone.

He apologised and made it known that he's here for me, yet I still feel like the loneliest person alive. But sometimes, that's the best way to go around things. Alone.

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Filler chapter!

Next chapter will be out in a couple of days and will be much more productive.

Trust me;)