Fatal Attraction

The New Plan

Tired from my long outing, I lie on my bed, thinking of ways Derrick could disappear. I feel a slight pain on my side. I flinch a little and lift the side of my shirt up. It was my wound. Some of my stitches are undone, I could see blood pouring out at a quick pace. It must've been from all the walking and climbing I did.
I roll over on to the opposite side and try to lift myself up. I sit up and hang my feet over the side of my bed as I hold my hand against my wound, trying to slow my bleeding. I need to sew these stitches back up. I thought. I got up and walked slowly to the bathroom, stumbling every other step I make. As I enter the bathroom, I sit on the toilet seat and grab a rag nearest to me. I press it against me to hold the bleeding. I search for a needle and some floss in the drawers and medicine cabinet.
Finally finding some floss and a needle, I slide the white thread through the head of the needle and pull until it reaches the middle of the string. I stick the needle at the end of the wound and through the skin. "Fucking Christ!" I yell. I keep sewing, until I was done. Feeling excruciating pain, I put some neosporin on it and wrap it up with some gauze and medical tape.
I hear a knock on the door, sounding like the door for my bedroom not the bathroom. I hear some mumbling, but I can't make out the words. I look at my hands, still covered in blood, I panic and wash them in the sink. Another knock was on the door. I feel slightly light headed, and catch myself on the counter. My bedroom door opens and footsteps come into my room. "You in here, kitten? " It was Jerome. His steps come closer to the bathroom. I close the door before he could see anything. "Kitten? Come on, open the door. I'll bust it down, if you don't. Come on." he says calmly. "Maybe she just gotten out of the shower." he paused. "Break it down. "Greenwood said with a sinister laugh. I walk over to the door. My shirt still off. I hear the door knob jiggle a bit. I grab the knob and pull the door open. I see Jerome, grab him by his shirt, and pull him the bathroom. I close the door after and hear Greenwood groan in disappointment.
Jerome seemed amused. "Sorry. I just didn't want my door busted down." Jerome just nodded. "Why is your shirt off though?" His eyes looked at my chest and then to my side. "My stitches opened up. It's ok now." He reaches out his arm and lands his hand on my side. He, then, traces my stitches with his fingers. I hiss in pain. "Oh? That hurt?" He mocked and laugh. Annoyed, I grab my bloody shirt and put it on. "Awe, no fun." I sighed heavily at his sulking. "What do you two need?" Trying to get to the point as quickly as possible. Jerome took in a deep breath of disappointment and looked towards the mirror . "Well,-" he said breathly and paused as he examines his facial features. He then look to me. "If you must know, our lovely dictator of a leader, has another mission for us to do. And you are going to help us. Because, well, you know, you are part of our little squad now. Just because you're all stitched up, doesn't mean you can't do anything productive." He states and stares at me for a moment, waiting for my reply. " Very well. What is our mission, that can't wait until I am, at least, semi healed?" I ask. He smiles at me and says, happily, "I have no clue. Mr. Theo just wanted us to come fetch you." I sigh heavily of the lack of information. " Fine, just give me a minute to finish cleaning up and to get dressed." I say as I grab some rubbing alcohol out of my cabinet. I reach inside my first aid kit, cliché I know, to grab some gauze, tape, and some cleansing pads. Turning around towards the mirror, Jerome is watching me intensely. "That was your cue to leave." I state, coming out more rude than meaning.
He puts his hands up and turns to walk out. "We'll be waiting out in the Dining Room for you. I'll make sure we don't start without you. Just don't take too long, Kitten." I grunted at the nickname. I have no clue where he came up with it.
   I was watching him leave intently.  Without meaning to, my arm reached out and grabbed his arm. Jerome turned around half way. We stare at each other for a moment. "What is it, Kitten?" I didn't respond. Just moved closer to him and placed my hand on his firm chest.  I, then, pushed him against the door, grabbed the neck of his shirt, pulled down for his face to be lower to mine, and pressed my lips to his.  I let go, when I realized what I had done. And just stare at him. "Sorr-" Before I could even finish apologizing he kisses me again.  I can't help but kiss him some more.  I place my hands on his sides and press my body against his.  I can feel his warm tongue roaming my mouth and claiming dominance.  A moan escapes my mouth. I slide my hand under his shirt and tug on his pants with other. "Get undressed" He looks at me humored. "Not that I don't enjoy this, because I definitely do." He says, taking a deep breath between definitely and do.  " But what's with the sudden mood change? I mean, you were agitated two minutes ago. " He makes a good point, I don't know what's gotten into me either. All I know now,  is I want to keep going.  "I just want to,  I can't help it. Everytime you're around, I just can't control myself. Whether it be taking my frustration out,  hurting someone,  killing someone,  or" I reach up and pull him down once more.  "This" I slam my lips against his, intertwining them once again. Jerome releases the kiss, stares at me intensely, and smiles mischievously. I feel his hands on both of my laxed shoulders, grip tightly. They roam down my arms, to my waist. He, then,  pushes me up against the wall, kisses up and down my neck, slowly. A moan escapes my throat as he reaches my sweet spot.  I can feel a smile form on his lips and the vibrations of his chuckle run through my body,  sending shivers down my spine. My breathing gets heavier,  as I feel his hands roam my body. I place my hand on his hips, inching them closer and closer to the top of his pants.
    We hear pounding on the door,  and the doorknob rattle. "Let's go,  kiddos. We have to go." Greenwood yells loudly. "Ignore him. I'm sure a few minutes wouldn't kill anyone."I said, breathing heavily. I pull his hips closer to mine,  to where they're basically rubbing against each other. Jerome smiles once more and kisses my lips, roughly.  I can feel his teeth bite my top lip. I moan from the sudden pain, but don't stop the kiss.  I hear the doorknob, and then the door open.  Jerome doesn't stop or even flinch. "Well, Galavan would love this" Greenwood laughs. Jerome gives a frustrated groan and looks at Greenwood. "We're going." He growls. Greenwood looks at me,  smirking,  "yeah,  you two seemed like you were in a big hurry."  After that, he turns and leaves. I sigh heavily. "We best get going,  kitten. Boss man will get angry."  He reaches hand out to my face,  but I move my head away and turn towards the door. I leave the bathroom,  feeling Jerome's eyes focused on me. I look back at Jerome,  smirking, and leave my bedroom.
      I see Greenwood steadily walking down the hall, chuckling to himself.  "Hey, Greenwood. " I say down the hall.  He looks back at me and stops. "What do you want? " he questions. I walk up to him and stop an inch in front of him.  "I would appreciate it if you kept, what you saw, a secret, for now. For a. Future plan within the plan." He grinned widely. "And what plan would that be?"  I looked at him. "Just know it's something that will benefit all of us, in the long run. If you  do this, I will let you devour the next female come across in the next mission." His grin grew wider. "Ok, I'll keep this a secret for now." I sighed out of relief. I watched as he walked away and left.  "Hmm." I heard behind me.  Shit. I turn around to see Jerome staring at me, hungrily.

     "What was that about, kitten?" He asked smoothly. I stared at him for a while.  Admiring his features. Moving closer, leaving only 2 inches of space. I place my hands on his chest and push him, lightly, against the wall.  I hear him chuckle roughly. "Nothing you need to worry about." I feel his chest, moving my hand up to his shoulder. I feel his hands move to my waist, while he dips his head down. His face only an inch away, I back away and look at him with a mischievous smirk.  "Not right now. Maybe after our next mission." Jerome starts pouting. He just looks so adorable when he pouts. Shit. Shut up.   Don't fall for it.
   "Let's go find out what he wants us to do." I say walking away.  He, slowly, walks behind me, sulking.  We make it into the dining room and sit down.  I watch as Galavan walks around the table. Staring at all of us.  "I'm so glad that you are all here and having fun.  Now let's get to the reason why we are here." He announces, as if we had a choice to come or not.  I roll my eyes, and look at Jerome, smiling at me.

Author's note: Sorry it took Soo long to update. Had a big change in my life. And prevented me from writing.  I will try my best to keep it up from now on.  Thank you guys for all the support!!