Her Perfect Half

Chapter seven

Maximo Diaz

Why isn't she here? Did she ghost me? Did I do something wrong? What is going on? I see my brother entering. Wait, is he carrying a knife? With blood on it!

'Why is that knife bloody?' I ask firmly. I've never been more mad at him. Ever. 'Don't worry, big bro. I took care of your little girlfriend.' He says, looking at me. I punch him, and he falls back. I continue to land punch after punch.

Until he is unconscious, I get up only to see Kiarra standing in front of me. She looks at me. We lock eyes until I see the blood on her hands. I run to her, but she backs away from me. That bastard traumatized her.

'It's okay. I won't do anything to you. I promise.' I say, my eyes probably looked pathetic to her. I don't care. I need her. 'Who are you? And who is that guy on the floor?' She screams.

'That poor disgusting worm over there is my brother Diego. And I'm Maximo. Short memory, I see.' I put on my charming smile. No girl can resist it. 'Did Diego do this to you?' I look down at her side.

I boil inside. My pathetic excuse of a brother did this to her. 'Don't worry, I'll be fine.' She says as she goes to the elevator. I ran up to her and picked her up. Carefully not to touch her sides.

I pressed the button for her room and immediately carried her there. I made her lie down and grabbed an emergency aid kit from under the bed. My father has one in every room, 'just in case.'

I pulled up her dress only to see her bikini. 'Dare to touch me, and you will no longer have a dick.' she says through gritted teeth. 'How am I supposed to treat your wound if I can't touch you?' I scream.

'Get out of my room. Your brother ruined everything, and now you want to finish whatever he couldn't do.' She yelled at me. I left the room. I was angry. I couldn't help her.

Kiarra POV

After he left, I looked at my wound. It doesn't look that deep. I cleaned it up so I don't get an infection. Then, I bandaged it up tightly. I looked around and saw my brother texting me.

'Are you ready?'

Shit, I almost forgot about what Nicolas said. I quickly stood up but sat down immediately after that. The pain in my side is too much. I stood up again, this time slower. I went to my suitcase and opened it.

I took off my sundress and bikini. Put on my favorite red thongs with a strapless bra and, then, the dress. I look like a princess. I've never felt prettier.

I did my makeup and my hair and put on perfume. In my handbag, I got lipstick, a pad, Tylenol, a gun, and some extra gum. I was all ready until I looked down at my side.

The bandage leaked. The dress is stained. I took a deep breath in and then out. It was almost 8 pm, and my brother hates people who are late. God, kill me. I quickly took off the blood-stained dress.

I changed the bandages, and this time, I made them tighter. And put way more gauze than needed. I also put it in my bag. I don't want it to leak again. I looked through the clothes that I took with me.

And I saw a raven silky spaghetti strap dress. I never packed that. I took out the dress and unfolded it. A piece of paper fell on the ground beside me. It was note from my mom.

She put the dress in my suitcase before we went to the airport. Aw, why did she do that? That's not typical for her. Is something wrong with her? I looked at the wall clock it's 8.35. My brother is probably at the restaurant.

Well, all that for nothing. I can't let this makeup and hair go to waste so I decided to go to the lobby and get some dinner. Just as I opened my door, I saw Maximo.

'What are you doing here?' You could hear the confusion in my voice. 'I'm waiting for you mi vida. I can't let a pretty girl like you go to one of the most dangerous events in the world alone.' The cockiness in his voice makes me go insane.

'I'll be completely fine alone Maximo. You don't need to worry about me.' He raises his eyebrows. 'Oh, really? Well, fun fact I know that your dump excuse of a brother is not here to drive you to the restaurant, and you're not old enough to drive yet. So'

He pauses. 'The only way to get to the restaurant is if I drive you. So I suggest you don't fight with me tonight.'