Hips and guns

0028

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I went to work as if nothing has happened, I couldn't tell anyone what had happened last night. I couldn't let people know I broke down to a guy i barely know, and now thinking of it, it was embarrassing.I'm surprised he didn't even call be crazy for getting a bit attached, but how couldn't I? The constant flirting, attention, care? Even a small bond I thought we had formed, regardless of the full on make out sessions but it's for the best now.

A mistake. What an asshole.

Going to work or practice, letting my mind wander in embarrassment of last night. Wanting to forget it as this was just a small hurdle in my life—a weird one. Letting my self drown out as the event was just a day away. Preparing mentally for the up coming schedule, thankfully that would keep me busy.

Resting up against the wall, the day had gone smooth as I just corrected most of the time. Looking at my phone scrolling through till I landed on messages, clicking on Felix's contact. We've exchanged a few text but even so it felt odd to look at them. Suddenly Anastasia plops her self next to me with a loud sigh. Seeing I didn't pay attention to her she snatched my phone and looked over our text.

" Hey! Give it back!" I shout

She held me back for a moment before giving it back with a smile. I took it and realized she deleted it.

" no more, he's gone and out the picture." She stated, I nodded and tossed my phone in my bag.

" you're right...even if I met his family and everything—"

" What An Ass!" She grunts

She grabbed me and pulled me up. I could only stare confused still she placed me in the middle of the room.

" clear that head of yours, I don't want to hear about that guy again. We have big events to go to so...promise you won't mention him again" she declared

" fine, only if we can get back to our hang outs?" I smiled

" deal!"

I knew she was disappointed, i wouldn't blame her but it was hard to even tell her it was fake and pointless...so why am I acting like this? I knew it would end sooner than later. I knew he was a rich guy with mommy and apparently daddy problems. A guy who is just like any other.

And so I continued my life, just how it once was. Expressing emotions through dance, drinking with my friends and even getting to know more people.

"I had forgotten what fun it was again" I laughed through the phone

' I told you! The carnival was everything it was just missing fireworks! I'm so glad they let us be there on their beach!' Anastasia exclaimed

I opened the door of my apartment and laid my bags down. Taking my shoes off and even settled on the coach.

" Our boss has to make a contract with them! It's only right as we even had fun'

" well thanks to the new contract and people's recommendations of us it might be done."

' No, one of us has to do a sick performance!'

" how? Even that's hard to do. Helping people know how to play with fire is difficult, and the specific movements"

' That's why you're our secret weapon for big events'

I laughed hearing her smirk. I looked over to my table and froze. A boutique of flowers laid gently on my table. It was filled with pink Chrysanthemum, orange lily's, and lupine. A strange combo but looked pretty.

' Serina? Still there?' She asked

" yes...there's just some flowers on my table.."

' ooo~ a secret admirer? Wait how did they get in your room?'

" probably the people down stairs." I softly answered

I stood up and looked at them closer as they were wrapped in black with a thin tie in pink. A note hung from it as I opened it.

' I still apologize for your ice cream'

My eyes widened as I gasped. Hearing Anastasia screaming wanting to know.

" remember how you told me to never mention him again?"

' no way! How do you know!' She fumes

" he said..I still apologize for your ice cream...first time we met..I just bought my ice cream and he made me waste it" I chuckled at the memory till she shouted at me

' Throw those OUT!'

" But they are pretty" I pouted

' I'm going to throw up!'

I laughed at her behavior and picked up the flowers. I walked to the trashcan before picking the orange Lilly and dropped the rest in.

" I did it relax, they were beautiful though—"

' I'm telling a trusted adult!'

I could only laugh again. Setting the lily on my table again and rested back in the couch. I hopped he wouldn't contact me again or try. It's only been a two week since then so he would piss me off, but here he was sending flowers. He's lucky his number is deleted or I would have told him to fuck off.

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A vibration was felt against my thigh. My knees down to the ground as I sat above someone. My clothes covered in blood as the stench was too fresh in my nose.

" are you going to check what's been pining your phone?" My father spat

Rolling my eyes as I tried to relax my breathing and checked my phone. Seeing it was a camera system I step up in Serina home. It was pointed to the door and kitchen, another at her balcony. I didn't want to rob her more of her privacy. It felt wrong to, but this was the best option to keep her safe, to know she wasn't being followed either.

Yet when I looked at the camera I froze. She was slumped up against her door. Her duffle bag tossed to side as tears streamed down. Her body curled into its self as she shook ever so slightly. She tried to get up but her body simply shook. Debating whether to listen in before a hand did it for me. Her sobs were loud as her hands ran through her hair.

" shit, can I never catch a break"

She nearly chocked on her words as that was the last straw to listening to her. Tightening my hand  around the warm-ish throat. My hands had a mind of their own as I released all my anger on the dead man. Taking a deep breath as I let go of the man's neck.

My father's voice rang in my ear for a moment. His voice thick but calm to not add fuel to me, but I knew even he was shocked to see her crying. I had only told him I broke with her for her safety—which is partly true—he didn't react much but knew it was the choice.

" let's move" he repeated

He placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it, as i slowly stood up. A wide smile started up remembering their time is running out.  The amount of thrill that would be in me as I looked at my father.

" let's continue with the plan"