I woke up the next morning in an empty bed. He left? It was my first thought. I sat up in bed, still naked from last night's events. I looked around the room, and I spotted the pile of clothes in my chair. I stood up and made my way to the chair. Everything was there. Both I and Alejandro's clothes. So, he hasn't left?
I heard something fall from the living room. I grabbed Alejandro's T-shirt, brought it over my head, and grabbed one of the guns I hide all over this place. I'm a Special Forces Lieutenant, guys; I need to be prepared. I might be overreacting, but I just woke up and I heard a sound from my living room. I'll take my chances with the gun.
I slowly got out of my room, and I could hear some murmuring. It was very low, so I couldn't understand a thing. I followed the sound quietly. Gun ready. I made my way to the living room, and there he was. Standing in my kitchen shirtless in...grey sweatpants? Where the fuck did he find those?
He turned and looked at me with wide eyes. "Amor, lower the gun, please." I did just that.
I pulled the safety on and put it on the coffee table. "Sorry about that." I said that and went next to him. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"Making breakfast."
"You didn't have to."
"I wanted to." He smiled and turned his back on me, not in a rude way. "I like the shirt. It fits you nicely." He said he was looking at me from the corner of his eyes.
"I borrowed it from someone. I can't recall his name, though." I kissed his back. He scoffed. "Where did you get the sweatpants?"
"From the wardrobe in the spare room." Aaa, yes. Of course I forgot about that. Please don't mind me; I need at least half an hour to start understanding humans after I wake up.
"You have many men's clothes, you know that?"
"There is also some women's clothing in there." I said, sitting at the kitchen table.
"It's your house; of course there would be women's clothing in the wardrobes, amor." He said he was bringing me a plate with some omelet on it. I looked up at him and said smiled.
"Who said they were mine?" I can tell you that he was caught off guard by my answer. "Thanks for the food. It smells nice."
He just nodded and turned to get himself some food. I started laughing. He put his plate down and sat next to me. "What's so funny?" He asked, taking a bite of his food.
"Your face." He rolled his eyes.
"How are we getting back?" Oh shit! I totally forgot about that.
"Uhm... You take my car, and I will take my bike. Let's ride separately."
"Won't they figure it out?"
"We'll lie. Let's say I trusted you with the car or something."
"But do you trust me with your car?"
"Yes."
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Alejandro should be back at the base right now. He left, taking my GTR with him. I was already wearing my gear, and I was ready to leave my apartment. I checked everything. Litterbox, food, fresh water, plugs, and light switches I was ready to go. But before that, a last kiss on our cat. You never know if I'll ever see her again. "See you in a couple of days, yeah?" I said that and left.
After almost an hour on the road, I made it back to base. The weather was very nice today. It was sunny but not hot. There was this little breeze that made it the perfect weather for spring. I love spring. It's my second favorite season. The first is autumn. I greeted every person who was outside and made my way to the rec room. Johnny, please do not be in there. I got in the room, and lucky for me, Soap wasn't in there. It was just Alejandro and Rudy. They both looked at me, and Alejandro was smiling at me. "Hello, boys." I said, and they greeted me back, but before we could exchange something more, I went to the hallway where all the rooms were.
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Bipartite || Elisavet Makri || Book 1
FanfictionSix months after Valeria's escape Elisavet 'Lily' Makri, a Lieutenant from the Hellenic Special Forces, has to find her with the help of her old friends in Task Force 141 and her new ones from Los Vaqueros. Sacrifices have to be made. Betrayals need...
