I wake up about 9ish the next morning and get out of bed. Dallas was still asleep. I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. My hair is a mess and I have dark circles under my eyes. "I look like shit. What happened?" I mumble to myself. I sigh as I pull my clothes off and get into the shower. I stand in the hot water for a few minutes before I start to wash myself. After my shower I wrap a towel around my body and step out of the tub. I grab another towel and use that to dry my hair off a bit. The door opened and Dallas was standing in the doorway.
"Morning baby, did you take your meds?" He said as he came over to me and kissed my head.
"Yes." I growl as I take the towel off my hair and throw it on the floor.
"Hungover?" He asked as he went over to the toilet and took a piss.
"What? No. I don't really get hungover. But I don't remember much of last night." I say as I leave the bathroom and go get new clothes on.
"You drank my Irish Whiskey and than smashed the bottle. Tried to throw a knife at my head but missed badly. That pisses and moaned about being an adult as I carried you upstairs to bed." Dallas said as he flushed the toilet and came out of the bathroom.
"Don't remember." I mumble.
"Why were you drinking last night?" He asked as he changed his clothes.
"To forget." I mumble and put my knifes in the thigh holster.
"Forget what?" He asked.
"Stuff." I say as I leave the room as I pull my hair back into a pony tail.
"That's really specific." Dallas said sarcastically.
I go downstairs to the kitchen and see the broken glass. "Someone broke glass." I call to Dallas.
"That wold be you my love." Dallas said as he came down the stairs.
"Nope. Don't remember so it didn't happen." I say as I go to the couch and sit down.
"Not how that works." Dal said as he came over and sat next to me. He pulled my onto his lap and I followed and straddled his legs. I lightly kiss his lips. They are soft, and warm. We kiss for a moment before he pulls away.
"Baby I have to tell you something." Dallas kissed my cheek.
"What?" I mumble.
"I have to go to Germany for a few weeks." Dallas pulled me away so he could look at my eyes.
"Why?"
"I have to tend some business over there." Dallas pushed my hair out of my eyes.
"Why can't I go?" I ask.
"I know you want to go baby, but you can't. I'll only be gone for two weeks. I'm having you stay with Zack and Jay well I'm gone." Dallas rubbed my cheek.
"Why can't I just stay here?" I growl in protest.
"Baby. I have to tell you everyday to take your pills. I know that well I'm gone you won't take your pills. Zack and Jay already said they would watch after you. Go pack your stuff, I need to get to the airport to get my plane." Dallas stood up and I stood with him.
"Dallas?" I look down.
"I know baby. I don't want to leave but I have too. It won't be for long. Please got pack your stuff up." Dallas kissed my head.
I walk into the bedroom and get my shit around. I stuff it in my army backpack. Dallas walked into the room.
"Ready?" He asked quietly.
"Yes." I growl and walk past him and to my motorcycle.
"I'll follow you to Zack's house." Dallas walked behind me and got into his car.
I growl to myself and get on my bike and put on my helmet.
I drive to Zack's house. Zack and Jay were on the porch waiting. I get off my bike and Dallas got out of his car. He came over to me and hugged me. He pulled off my helmet and rubbed my cheeks. "I'll be back soon. Be good, Okay?" Dallas kissed my head. "I'll miss you baby."
"I'll miss you too." I mumble into Dallas's chest. I kiss him and he walked back to his car and drove down the driveway. Jay came up next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I push his hand away.
"Give me the keys Celeana." Jay said calmly.
"No." I growl and walked into the house.
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Actiona story about a girl turning into a mafia assassin and falling for the boss second in command Warning. Blood, sex, abuse, murder, cutting, cussing, self harm.