Tainted ~Mitch Rapp

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I'm so sorry for the late update! I hope you guys like this chapter.

Two years later.

    I smiled at the young girl as she twirled around in the mirror.

    "I love the dress. It's absolutely gorgeous but I don't think this is the one." She said. "That's okay hon. We have time to look. And you could always make another apple to continue looking." I said.

    She nodded and went into the dressing room. I sighed and sifted through the dresses to see which one she would like.

    It has been about two years since my grandmother and cousin passed. Two years since I last heard from Mitch. Was I heartbroken? Not anymore. Did I miss? Yes. A lot actually but he wasn't here.

    I found a dress and plucked it out of the rack. I went to the dressing room. I gave the girl the dress and stood outside. This was going to be a long day.

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    I sighed and kicked off my heels as soon as I got into my apartment. I plopped my bag down on the table and hurried into my kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of wine and a wine glass before rushing into my room.

    I need a warm bath. I went into my bathroom and set the wine down before turning on the faucet to fill up my tub. I poured in some soap before stripping out of my work clothes. I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my phone along with my bluetooth speaker. I set it up on the sink quickly. Once the tub was filled I grabbed the bottle of wine and my glass and set it on the ledge by my tub. I grabbed a bath bomb and stepped into the tub. I placed the bath bomb into the tub and watched as the colors floated around. I sighed and poured a glass of wine.

    I sipped it and leaned my head back against the tub, just relaxing. My phone rang loudly causing me to groan. I got out of the tub and dried my hands before answering it.

    "Hello?" I answered. "Hey hon." I heard my aunt say. "Hey Aunt Irene." I muttered. "You sound exhausted." My aunt said. "I am. Work has me very busy." I said. "How are you?" She asked. "I'm alright. I've been getting by." I said. I heard her sigh. "You should take a break from work. Go visit your mom. Spend some time with them or hell even come visit me. Just don't continue burying yourself in your work to bottle your emotions." She said. "I'm not bottling my emotions." I muttered. "Oh really, so what are you doing?" She asked. "Just not showing my emotions." I answered. "Oh shut up Tiffany. Now I have to go but I will call you back later. I love you." She said. "I love you too aunt Irene." I said before hanging up.

    I sighed and fixed my music again before placing my phone down. I grabbed my wine glass and went back into the tub. I leaned my head back and sighed.

    "No more interruptions please." I muttered.

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    A loud thump woke me up. I jumped in the tub. I looked around confused. My music was now off and I was still in my tub. I carefully got out of the tub. I stayed still and listened for anymore noise. I heard a grunt and my eyes widened. I tiptoed into my bedroom and grabbed my robe. I put it on and tied it together before going into my draw and grabbing my gun that I kept for safety measures.

    I went back to grab my phone and slipped it in my robe pocket before quietly tiptoeing down the hall. I heard heavy breathing and shuffling.

    I gripped my gun tightly. I went into the living room and nearly screamed at the sight.

    "Mitch!?"

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    "Alright just stay still." I muttered quietly while I rested the beaten and bruised man against my bed.

    When I found Mitch and screamed his name, all he did was turn around and give me a pained bloody smile. I should've shot his ass but my worry for him overpowered my angry thinking.

    I brushed his hair out of his face and sighed.

    "Mitch, what have you done to yourself?" I asked.

    He grew out his beard long and his hair was fluffy and untamed. He looked like a caveman.

    "Mission went wrong." He mumbled in pain.

    My bottom lip quivered and tears pricked my eyes. So many emotions were running through my mind at this very moment. Seeing him beaten up like this scared the crap out of me and all I wanted to do was hug and take care of him. I also want to beat him up some more for being a major dick.

    "I have to clean your cuts." I said. He groaned. "I'm sleepy." He mumbled. "And so am I But do you hear me whining about it? No, so shut up and let me help you." I said while getting up. "Wait." He said while tugging on my robe string.

    It fell loose revealing my naked body.

    "Oh my god!" I squealed while covering myself up from Mitch's wide eyes. "Fuck." He mumbled. I glared at him. "I swear if I see that you have a boner I will chop your dick off." I threatened.

    I tied my robe back and ran into my bathroom. I grabbed everything I would need to clean Mitch's cuts. I went back into my room and found Mitch staring at the wall. I sighed and sat down next to him.

    I took the wet cloth and gently wiped his face before cleaning his cuts with alcohol. His hissed in pain.

    "Stop being a bitch." I muttered. He glared at me. "You deserve all my insults so do not start." I warned.

    I patched up each cut and now tried to lift him up.

    "Come on Mitch work with me here." I muttered. "I'm sorry." He said. I sighed. "We'll talk in the morning. Right now just lay down." I said while putting him on my bed.

    He groaned and laid back. I sighed and went to walk away but stopped when I felt his hand wrap around my small wrist.

    "Don't leave." He said quietly. "I'm not. I'm just putting on some clothes." I said. He nodded and laid back.

    I grabbed clean clothes and went into bathroom. I changed into it and then cleaned up my bathroom fast. I quietly ran around clearing everything up before going back to my room. I stared at Mitch's sleeping figure on my bed. I sighed and crawled in on the other side. I threw the covers over me and curled up in a ball.

     Tomorrow was going to be hectic.