Pills //HS (COMPLETED) ✔

Ch-3 : Dog of a mother 🐶

I stuffed my bags in the trunk of my car before I got inside the car and tapped my fingers on the steering wheel waiting for Harry.

"You're my bodyguard. Help me with my bags." I turn to see Harry carrying his multiple bags with much difficulty. I roll my eyes and horn the car at which Harry flinched and the bags fell from his hand. All his clothes scattered from the bags making him frown at me.

He knelt down and folded the clothes. "Crazy stupid woman. These are GUCCI! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT GUCCI IS!?"

What did he just ask me? Do I even know Gucci? Yes, that was what he asked. I push open the door of my car and walk towards him. He was on his knee down picking up his clothes. I snap my fingers to get his attention. He looks up at me and I motion him to take notice of my Gucci boots. His mouth went 'oh' and then he looked up at me. "So, you know what Gucci is. Then, fucking help me with my clothes. They're expensive, woman."

"I got a name." I say bluntly. Harry's eyebrows twitched which showed that he was in deep thought. "What was your name again? An element, it was." He rubs his chin in thought. Oh God, I can't take him anymore. I turn around to leave for the car when he shouts.

"Fine! Help me, Ruby." He called out to me. I turn around with a smirk. "No." I say and get back in my car and wait for him to get in.

I heard him cursing under his breathe a multiple times. The trunk of the car was opened before the bags were put in and it was closed again.

Harry came near my car and was struggling to open it but it was locked. "Open it, woman." He says loudly. I look at him raising my eyebrows.

He scoffed. "Fine, open it, Ruby." I don't unlock it rather I look forward and wait for him to say in the best possible pleading way.
"Please unlock the car door, Ms Ruby Hayden." With that words I unlock the door and let him in. Before he could even sit I pull off the car making him fall back on the car sit and he shut the car door with a frown on his eyebrow.

"I'm gonna tell dad about this..this attitude of yours." He takes his phone out from his pocket but I snatch it from him before throwing it on the backseat. I take out my gun and without looking behind I shoot the phone with ease.

"My iPhone 8!" He had his hand on his hair while he stared at his shot phone with jaw slacked.

"Admit it woman, you are scared of my dad." He shouted at me. I cracked my neck side to side and looked at him. "The enemies can easily follow us with your iPhone. Do you even get that? Oh sorry, your little kid brain doesn't know what is mafia, gun or enemies." I roll my eyes and focus on the driving.

"Did you just called me a kid?"

"No, you're an infant. In fact a zygote." I scoff at him.

"Excuse me, why are you even this rude to me?" He shouts throwing his hands up dramatically.

He stopped yelling after a few minutes and stared at the road. Zygote, don't have any idea what's he into.

"Mhm..can you at least tell me where are we going?" He ask me to which I don't even nod or reply. I ignore him and stay silent before I lean my other hand on the window and rotate the steering wheel with the other.

Just then I notice a few cars following us and they had a gun pointed towards us. I look at Harry and see the red point on his head from behind. I leave the steering wheel and duck Harry down with me on top of him. The gun was shot and it went through my car glass.

I get up from Harry and take out my guns from my pocket and kept Harry ducked under me. I keep the window down and shot at those cars. With my leg I accelerate the car and with the other hand I quickly turn the wheel. I shot the gun at the nearby car and hit its tire.

"Son of a bitch!" The driver in the car shouts but it didn't last long when I hit right on his head and he died.

"Dog of a mother!" I shout at him in a manly voice. How dare he bring parents here! Though I don't know my parents I know they're something to me. At least I didn't insult his mother.

The other cars came on the either side of me. I get up from Harry's back and shot with the gun in my left hand while turning the steering wheel with my right.

Harry was about to get his head up when I shout at him. "Keep your fucking head down, zygote!" He flinches at my words and keeps his ears covered and ducks his head as down as possible. "Fine woman, I'm down." He yells at me.

I get up from my seat and open the seat in half before bringing out my grenades. Survive now, bitch. I open the grenade quickly and accelerate the car. When I thought we were a bit far enough to survive the grenade blast I throw it towards those cars.

I look back at them and take the car at full speed. One, Two, Three. Blast.

I smile widely looking in forward at the road. "Yes! That was fun! Hell yeah! Wohoo!!" I shout and smile with relief throwing my head back. From the corner of my eye I saw Harry looking at me weirdly. I turn back to my stiff mode and I cough slightly to make my smile fade away.

"You think that's fun? You, freaking thought that was fun when my life was at fucking stake!? The gun shots and grenades are horrible. They're not toys, woman. They're real and in no way they're fucking fun." He was still looking at me with wide eyes. He then pointed towards the small gun shot that made a hole on my front glass of the car.

"You see this, woman. It could've gone through my head. Never mind, all you think is that it's fun." He sarcastically smiles and leans his head back on the seat.

"Fun? She freaking thinks it's fun? Who the heck thinks this?" He mumbles under his breathe slowly which I clearly heard. I let out a deep breathe and nodded my head furiously to remove the anger for him right now which can also make me kill him.

"Tells I'm a zygote. What is she then? A woman who looks like a dude with horrible tattoos. What creature even is she? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a zygote. I don't-"

"SHUT UP WITH THE MUMBLING! AT LEAST THANK ME THAT I SAVED YOUR TINY LIFE WHICH IS WORTHLESS AS A ZYGOTE!!!" I let out the words of frustration in a few seconds. He just shrugs showing nothing. No emotion or fear. He just stayed silent after I freaked up on him.

I drive the car hoping he won't mumble again. He coughed which was exactly fake. He coughed again to get my attention. "Mhm."

"WHAT!" I brake the car furiously and look at him with my eyes widening at him in anger being all red and frustrated. He rubbed his chin nervously and looks at me normally.

"Mm..you have a pretty smile." He says being all stiff and emotionless with his arms crossed on below his chest.

I don't know but I felt a hot atmosphere growing round my cheeks that made me go all red and surprised. Uh..was that his way of thanking me?