Fire and Ice

"I have always imagined them old with wrinkly lips and always smoking."

"Chino! I am not going on public in these clothes. Are they even considered clothes?" I shout through the hotel bathroom door. Chino threw a bag of clothes at me and told me to get into them the day after we arrived at the hotel. It's time to start working.

"Let me see." He commands. I groan because I have to do everything he says. I step out of the bathroom in super short black shorts with a short white crop top with six inch heels. He nods his head.

"Perfect for work, aye." He stands rubbing his hands together. He instructed for me to throw my hair into a messy bun and do my make up really nice.

After doing my hair and makeup I take a seat in the hotel chair and cross my arms. I feel naked with this much clothes on.

"Ready, Sophia?" Chino asks as he slicks his jet black hair back. I would have found him very attractive he didn't try to kill Kemo or, let's not forget, he's a fallen angel and he pretty much abducted.

I try not to think about Kemo because it only hurts me more. The only way to know that I'm still living is when I train and get hurt. Chino told me that I can block out my emotional hurt by feeling physical pain and he's right.

I devote my time to training and my mind shuts off. My mind commands me to focus and become stronger.

We walk down the hallway and I shiver at the chill. "I look like a prostitute." I mutter as we jog down the steps.

"I have always imagined them old with wrinkly lips and always smoking. Then they would wear a belly shirt and their stomach would hangout oh and don't forget the fishnet tights, ick, those are disgusting. But that is what I imagine when I'm to imagine a prostitute." Chino says with a disgusted face.

"That makes me feel so much better." I grumble. He laughs lightly. "So what do I have to do other than look like a hooker."

"Thought you said prostitute." I glare at him as he mocks me. "Okay, you get to break up some relationships tonight. All you have to do is make sure their girlfriend sees you do this. You know enough to fight them off if they go crazy on you and I'll be there." He smiles.

"I'm not going anything with random guys!" I shriek as we drive down the road.

"Oh, yes you are. Plus, all you have to do is make out with them or lead them away, but I'm not forcing you to do a thing further than that. I mean if you do that's none of my business, but I will hear it." He points to his ears, we have super good hearing and he has taught me how to hear farther out. I will be able to hear anything that's up to the distance of three miles.

"I won't, trust me." I growl. He laughs as he pulls up to a parking space. We get out and I groan.

"Don't worry, just make out with a few fellas and you will be fine. At least break up or attempt to break up five relationships." I nod my head with a sigh.

Breakup 1:

Mitch was the first breakup of the night. I saw him standing near the bathrooms with his arms crossed. I turned on my charm and stared at him from across the room. After a few minuets he caught me sending him flirty looks, add gag face here. I pointed my finger at him and wiggled it for him to come to me. He glances back at the bathroom and then back to me. He waits a few more minuets before sighing and walking across the house over to me.

I don't say anything, I just drag him to the dance floor and pull him closely to me. He doesn't reject me, if anything? He pulls me closer. I put my arms around his neck and we dance for a few minuets before I put my lips against his. He kisses me back, I can't taste the alcohol he has drank from his lips.

"Mitch?" A high pitch voice asks from behind he asks. Mitch freezes and his eyes widen. "Mitch, what are you doing?" She yells at him. He pulls away from me and faces toward the girl.

I look past the two to see Chino giving me a thumbs up. I put five fingers up and put one down signaling that I have one done and four to go. This is fun, it shouldn't be, but being bad is fun.

Breakup 2:

The second guy of the night's name is Josh. He had plenty of muscles and red hair that is pushed back, but his hair falls back into his head anyway.

I got him over to me by getting him mixed up with someone else. It was on purpose, of course, but he didn't need to know that. We clicked pretty quickly and I pretended to be interested in all the things that he likes.

We started kissing and accidentally bumped into his girlfriend up was kissing someone else. They were both cheating on each other and weren't aware that they both at the same party.

All of the rest of the breakups went pretty much like that. After my fifth one and being caught by his girlfriends brother. Bummer for him.

I inform Chino that I'm done and we head to my new, so called home. I miss Kemo, he's my home. I growl at myself, Kemo is done. You left Kemo now, you live with your own decisions. This is your new life and you gotta start doing what they say. This is the only way.

And that's what I do.

Sorry for such a short chapter, but it's been awhile.