Bad Boy's Babygirl✔ [Book 1]

Chapter 13

I slowly push the heavy door open, no light was in the hallway nor the room. Gripping the hem of my shirt tightly I took a few cautious steps into the room before I spoke. "Dominic?" I whisper, when no one answers I walk over to the bed quietly. I feel around for a body until I come across an arm.

"Dom," I try again this time shaking him. He stirs in his sleep and mumbles something about going away so he can sleep. "Dominic, will you come into my room and sleep with me? I'm scared." I whisper a little louder this time. I feel him sit up in the bed and his arm is taken from my touch.

"What are you doing up?" He mumbles tiredly. "What's wrong?" Before I can answer him he's jumping out of his bed swinging a gun around. How the hell do you get a gun that fast? "Who hurt you? Do I need to kill someone?!" He nearly yells making me jump. I grab the hem if his shirt and tug on it.

"Dominic I'm scared to sleep alone. I had a nightmare. Will you sleep with me?" With every word that comes from my lips I feel his body relax. His arms snakes around my shoulders and he yawns throwing the gun into his bed.

"Come on, princess." He mumbles kissing my forehead and leading me back to my room. We both climb into my bed, I lay my head on his chest and throw my leg over his waist. "Are you not wearing pants?" He laughs to himself not needing me to answer the question. His hand trails my leg up and down in a comforting way. "Tell me about your nightmare."

I huff and dig my face into the crook of his neck. "My step dad, Gary, used to beat and rape me. I had a dream about him you know..." I trail off not wanting to finish the sentence. His hand suddenly stops on my leg mid thigh and he grabs it.

"He what?" He roars making me jump. "What did you say he did?" He asks softly this time but you can hear pure hate and anger in his voice. I try to sit up but his hand keeps me down.

"He, uh, he used to beat and rape me?" I whisper so low it was barely audible. He stays quiet for a few minutes causing me to worry that I had done something wrong. "Dom?" I mumble and poke his chest. Nothing. "Please talk to me. You don't want me now, do you? You think that I'm gro-" He cuts me off and starts running my leg again.

"I am going to murder him." Just by the sound of his voice you can tell he's not messing around and there's no way out of it. "Did your mom know?" He asks. I nod my head and he pulls me into his body even further. "I'm going to kill both of them Mina and I don't want you to say anything bad about it." His hand makes its way into my hair pulling my forehead to his lips, when he's done kissing me his hand plays with my hair. "Go to bed, my sweet mini."

I wanted to yell at him and tell him he can't hurt everyone that's hurt me in my life but I decide it's best to not argue with him. Besides, I don't think I'd mind then getting hurt. My mother beat me and she let her stupid fucking husband rape and beat me. She deserves to die for letting her daughter go through something like that.

I put my face back into his neck letting myself drift off in Dominic's arms. I listen to the sound of his heart beat and let the rhythm lull me to sleep.

~oOo~

I wake up feeling for Dominic in the bed but he's gone. Sitting up I yawn and stretch. I get out of the bed and walk over to my closet trying to decide what to wear. I pick out a white crop top and a black pair of skinny jeans with my combat boots. I also grab red lace underwear and a matching bra then black socks before heading to the shower.

Stripping off my clothes I start the shower and wait until it's hot to step in. I search for shampoo and conditioner but I can't find it. Next thing I know I'm yelling for Dominic. Darry and Nick burst into the door screaming what's wrong.

"Uh sorry, I just can't find my soap." I say peeking outside of the curtain. They visibly relax and pull out three drawers in the cabinet that I didn't see before. Darry laughs as Nick hands me shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and a razor.

"There you go. Oh, Dominic went out early this morning and said something about having to take care of some people." I feel my stomach twist and turn. "Breakfast is downstairs for you when you're ready."

"Thanks guys. Sorry again." I mumble and begin washing myself. They leave still laughing and go somewhere else in the house. After I wash my hair and body I shave and step out of the shower. I grab a towel and start drying myself off.

I slip on all of my clothes and head downstairs. When I walk into the the living room Dominic comes in the door with his sniper rifle. Chills descend down my body and I just keep walking to the dining room. Before I get to the dining room someone is pinning me to the wall, I look up to see Dominic.

"Don't be mad at me. I had to do it." He whispers and buries his face in my neck. I shake my head and giggle. My hands find their way into his hair.

"I'm not upset because of who you did it to, I'm just not used to the whole killing thing yet." He nods and kisses my jaw. "I'll go get breakfast while you go put your gun up." I offer. He smiles and nods.

We eventually split ways, I go to the dining room and him to wherever they keep their guns. When I get to the dining room there's a single plate on the table with bacon, eggs, and a toaster strudel. Next to the plate there's a glass of orange juice.

I ate the eggs and bacon first then I ate the toaster strudel last. As I was taking my dishes to the sink and finishing my orange juice Dominic came in and sat on the counter beside me. I wash and dry everything then put them away expecting Dominic to say something but he doesn't.

I place myself in between his legs and put my face into his chest. "I don't want to leave you for three days," He groans digging his face into my hair. "Promise me that you'll call me every morning and every night. No I want one call in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one at night. You can call me more than that if you want. Like if you get lonely or something."

I nod in his chest. "I promise." We stay this way for god knows how long. We just enjoy being together in general, like when he was sitting on the counter next to me, it was nice. Comfortable.

~oOo~

So apparently there's a lot of things I don't know about my room, Darry promised to show me all the hidden stuff in it. Like I have a TV in the floor in front of my bed, I think I that's in all of the rooms though.

I stand on my tip toes to kiss Dominic goodbye. The kiss lasts for about ten seconds, when I go to pull away he just pulls me into another sweet kiss. After our kisses end he places his forehead on mine and whispers something in Russian. I think it meant I'll miss you or something along those lines.

"I'll see you in three days." He mumbles as he digs his face into my hair. His hand trails the back of my neck and we stay like this until we hear Edward calling for Dominic. Just before he leaves he hugs me.

"Be careful, Dom." I say while pulling away from him. He opens his mouth to say something but then closes it and nods. I watch as he walks into the private jet that they're using to go to Little Russia. He sits at a window and waves to me and I wave back.

Darry pulls me off to the house as they go to fly off. The sound of them flying off made me uneasy knowing that I won't see him for days. As much as I wanted to get away from him during school when I had met him, it was weird feeling empty while he was gone. I guess it's been like this for over a month, he wedged his way into my life and now I can't see my life without my dangerous mafia man.

"What do you want to do?" Darry asks from the kitchen. I look over in his direction and realize in still standing at the back door gazing into the backyard where moments before I was kissing Dominic goodbye and watching him climb into a black jet.

"You want to make something for dinner and watch a movie?" I offer as I make my way to the kitchen. He's already looking through the fridge.

"Yeah, but just a fair warning I'm not a great cook like Dom and Edward." He chuckles which makes me laugh. I join him at the fridge and begin looking through the freezer.

"Let's just make a bunch of Hot Pockets and go to the living room to eat them." I say pulling out two boxes of Hot Pockets. There was ham and cheese and Philly's cheese steak.

We both made three Hot Pockets each and go into the living room. He pulls a remote off the coffee table and presses a button which makes the TV slide out of the floor along with a shelf for movies. He walks over and picks out a random movie and places it into the DVD player then comes back to sit down next to me.