Still Holding On

Chapter Twelve

I wake up and groan as I race to the bathroom. I lift the toilet lid before throwing up and hear pounding feet running after me. "Rose? Jesus Christ." Alek sighs and holds my hair as I puke into the toilet. This baby is going to kill me. I whine as I flush the toilet and wipe my mouth. Alek kneels next to me and pushes my hair behind my ears. "Are you okay, kitten?" He asks and I nod. I have to be. "Your baby is very cruel." I whine and he laughs as he grabs a rag off the counter. "Our baby." He corrects and stands up to rinse the rag in water. He kneels in front of me again and gently wipes my face with it. "Thank you." I whisper and he smirks. "In sickness and in health, right?" He asks and I scoff. I never get tired of calling him a dork. "Not until we're at the alter and I don't think pregnancy is a sickness. But your point has been made." I sigh and he smiles as he places the back of his hand to my forehead. "You're a bit hot. You should probably wear some shorts and a tank top today." He advises and I nod as he helps me up.

We walk to the closet and he hands me jean shorts as well as a pair of black socks with a black tank top. I put them on not even concerned about him being there and when I turn back to him only to see that he's staring at me intently. "What?" I ask and he shakes his head as he hugs my waist. "Just admiring you." He whispers and I shake my head smiling as I back away. "Come on. I bet the guys have something new." I say and he sighs as I run off to the living room. I see everyone around the coffee table reading files and see a photo of my mother's dead body enlarged. "Did you find something new?" Alek asks and Vitaly looks up. "Not much." He sighs and I look through the photos. Ha! Little red. "Tony, which brothel is this?" I ask and he looks over. "That's the one down by our drug warehouse. Why?" He asks and I smile as I look at the men. This is perfect.

Alek looks at the photo and shakes his head. "No. You are not going to find her." Alek snaps and I sigh. "Come on! I have to. Ivan can come with me! Barely anyone would notice us... Though we'll need hair dye." I mumble and Gilbert runs off to the bathroom. "Found some black hair dye!" He yells and Alek glares at all of us. "My pregnant fiancee is not heading into a fucking brothel!" He yells and Gilbert rolls his eyes. I gasp when Gilbert knocks him out in a single punch and turns to us. "We should hurry." He states calmly and Tony sighs. "I'll take him to his room. Get Rose some different clothes. She'll need them." Tony says and drags Alek away. Seriously?! We're all just going to pretend that he didn't knock Alek out?! "So, um, Rose... you'll need to dress like well a, uh-" Gilbert cuts Vitaly off while Ivan goes to dye his hair. "Prostitute." Gilbert clarifies and I groan as I stand to my feet. The things I do for Alek. 

I turn to them and sigh. "Lead the way." I say and Gilbert leads me to my closet. "No bra. The guys there like to look at-" I cut him off. "Don't need an explanation." I say and he chuckles as he hands me a skin tight black sparkly mini skirt. Is this really necessary? "Don't give me that look. You need to look like a prostitute." He says and I sigh as he hands me a white halter top. "You'll also need these white stilettos. Have you shaved your legs?" He asks and I nod. "Good. You'll need to paint your nails too. Probably white. You also need to wear makeup." He advises and I nod. He leaves me alone to do all of that and I start to put on the outfit. God, I am not ready to wear things like this.

I pull out one of our drawers and take out my white nail polish before walking out to see Alek is unconscious on the bed. Did Tony really have to handcuff him to the bed? I sigh and sit on the bed so I can paint all my nails. I then go to the bathroom and grab the black Chanel bag on the counter that Alek got me for my makeup. I take it out to our bedroom and sit at the white vanity table. I hear Alek groan and ignore him as I put on my concealer. "W-what the hell?" He snaps as he yanks on his left hand and I look at him through the mirror. "Tony thought it was necessary." I whisper and start to make a smoky eye shadow detail. I put on a lot of eye liner and mascara. "Rose don't do this! Get me out of here and we can think of a better plan!" Alek tries to reason and I gently put on light pink lip gloss. "This is the better plan. I'll let you out when I've returned." I sigh and put on my stilettos. I walk over to him and gently kiss his forehead. "I love you." I whisper and he starts to struggle against the handcuffs as I walk out. I wish I didn't have to leave him that way.