Black Widow

12.

We took the plane with a few people of his team. No one interesting.
Or should I say, no number seven.

We sat down next to each other and I immediately grabbed my headphones. "I am gonna take a nap if you don't mind"

It was already late and I had a busy evening. I was so tired and the adrenaline was wearing off.

I was going over everything, hopefully I didn't forget anything in his place. I didn't like to be rushed when I cleaned their places.

For me, it was the most important thing.

"Yes I do mind" Lando said as he looked at me. "You still have to tell me about your date"

"Do I?"

He nodded with a smile. "I am very interested in that"

"Why?" I mumbled.

"Well, you look kinda wild, your hair all a mess, red paint in it" he pointed at my hair, but pretty sure it wasn't visible anymore. "I want to know what I'm in for"

What he was in for? What did he mean by that? I was starting to doubt that he didn't read my diary.

"You're in for nothing" I shrugged. "I don't think you can handle my crazy wild side"

He chuckled. "Maybe not but we can paint together one day"

Was he making fun of me or was he giving hints that he knew I was the Black Widow?

I decided not to answer and to just leave it at that.

I put my headphones on and ignored him for the rest of the flight.

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It was already late when we arrived at the hotel. Where he booked one room for the both of us.

Not that I was surprised about that, he couldn't ask his team for two rooms if we were dating.

"So I assume that you're taking the couch?" I asked, but I wasn't really a question.

"I am not" he said as he put his stuff down and walked in the room. "I need a good sleep"

"Yeah, so do I and I don't wanna sleep with you"

"Too bad" he shrugged, kneeled next to his suitcase and opened it.

And it would be so easy to grab my knife and kill him right here.

But I couldn't do that. I needed him.

For now at least.

"So where is your girlfriend?" I asked, crawling on the bed and putting a pillow behind my back. I wanted him to know that I was gonna sleep in the bed, with or without him.

"Waiting for me in the bed, so it seems" he smirked, looking at me.

"Dream on" I rolled my eyes at his comment. "I meant your real girlfriend who you're trying to hide"

"She's not my girlfriend" he said, taking his shirt off and revealing his tan, muscled chest. He was definitely good looking.

I saw dudes naked all the time, in different circumstances though. Old ugly dudes.

But I haven't had sex in ages. Not that I didn't have the opportunity, but I just couldn't let guys touch me.

Not after everything that happened.

I didn't want to have flashbacks to that night and unfortunately I think that would happen if I tried to be intimate with guys.

"People just think and assume we're dating." He went on, he was now taking his pants off and replacing it with sweatpants.

"But you like her, no?"

He shrugged. "Yeah kinda, we are having fun together and stuff"

Having fun and stuff.

"And why don't your team like her then?"

"Because she doesn't have the best reputation" he explained, crawling next to me in bed. "So that's why they have to think I am dating you"

Yup great choice.

Instead of dating a girl with a bad reputation, let's fake date a serial killer.

"And you? Idiotic ex boyfriend?"

"Exactly" I nodded. "That's why I'm done with guys"

I grabbed some pillows, put it in between us and smiled at him. "You stay on your side"

"Oh I wouldn't dare crossing that line" he held his hands up, laughing. "Good night Bon"

"Yeah, good night Lando" I mumbled.

I wanted to wash my hair, but that had to wait for tomorrow. I was way too tired for that.

So I was going to sleep with the blood of my latest victim in my hair. I couldn't care less.

I was excited for tomorrow, for the articles, what would they write after they found him?

I went to sleep with a smile on my face.