Hired

Chapter 15

Eva

"Teach me how to use a gun?" I spurted and Carlos' eyes widened for a bit, before they turned serious again, "Guns are not toys Eva, you would only get yourself killed."

"I would be dead anyway without one, I just want to be able to defend myself...You can add it to the list of debts I owe you." I grinned and he chuckled, before rubbing his forehead in frustration,

"Fine, we start next week." He agreed and my grin grew wider, I took my eyes around the gun cell and pointed at one with a long muzzle and a ribbed stock.

"I would like to learn with that one?"

He chuckles, "Don't push it.." He guides me out the door and towards the kitchen, "Are you hungry?" He asked and I shook my head quickly, he probably thinks that's all I do.

"But, I want to help..."

"You don't have too, I hired you to make me coffee and not cook." He uttered and I scoffed, this dude thinks I can't cook.

I would show him what I can do.

I rushed up to the stove and pushed him away, "Let me do this, go sit and watch." I tell him and he was reluctant for a bit before he pulled out a chair and watched me do the work.

"Please don't burn yourself.," he says and I threw him a glare, before turning back to the stove.

"Being in eleven foster homes, I was able to pick up a thing or two, so I am quite capable of being near a stove without bursting into flames..."

I uttered and was greeted with a lingering silence, which had me turning to him, to see him staring strangely at me,

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is that how you got those scars?" He uttered and I flinched,

"H-how do you know t-that?" I stuttered recoiling.

"The night I changed you out of your tight dress, I saw them..." he stood up and stepped towards me, his eyes battling with mine... "Tell me who did that to you?" He whispered, with a hint of rage in his tone,

I cleared my throat, placing the spoon in my hands on the counter, "You were right, I don't know what I am doing?" I let out a faint laugh, trying to get away from him, but his long arms swing around my waist holding me back,

"Let me go.." I battled against his hold as my eyes began brimming with tears, "please.." I croaked out and he placed his thumb underneath my chin and slowly raised me up to him.

"You need not be afraid of me, I would never hurt you." He whispered, staring at me with a odd, but calm gaze,

"And whoever did that to you, I'm going to find them and make them wish they never laid a finger on you.." he said it like a promise.

I remained quiet, until I couldn't anymore and found myself crying, "sh, it's okay..." He whispered, pulling me into his chest as more tears rolled down my eyes with the same quietness.

He pulls away after a long while and smiles at me, wiping away my tears with his thumb, "Now you sit while I finish up.."

I shook my head hysterically, "I want to help.."

"You've already done most of the work actually.." He admits, "You can watch me, while I pour everything out.." he winked and I threw him a look, taking the pan off his hands.

"I'm quite able of pouring something out." I snap at him and he raised his hand in defense moving away,

"Sit down I got it.." I smile at him and his face turned a little sombre, before he pulled out a chair and settles himself on it, watching me dish out the food,

I finished dishing out the food and served him a plate, making sure his was heaping with food,

I turned to sit across from him, but before I could a hand gently latched onto my wrist, turning me around.

"Thank you." He said softly, pressing his warm and soft lips to the back of my hand, causing my entire body to flinch, I quickly recoiled, jolting my hand from his grip,

"Dont ever touch me like that again." I yelled having him quickly appologizing,

"I'm sorry.." he whispered, his eyes filling up with an unrecognizable emotion, I nodded and stumbled to my chair awkwardly. I picked up my fork and began eating amidst the sudden silence,

It was an awkward and uncomfortable silence, Did I overreact? I thought to myself, I didn't want to look up at him, but I could feel his blue eyes piercing a hole through my forehead,

It's uncomfortable to eat or do anything when you feel someone is watching you, I quickly finished up eating and got up, grabbing my plate, but he holds his hand out for the plate,

"You cooked, let me wash the dishes." He grabbed it from me and makes it over to the sink, it was strange to see a huge hulking man doing the dishes,

"You should get some rest..." He utters. turning to me, I gave him a faint smile before turning to head upstairs.

I stepped into the room and shut the door behind and sprawling myself into the soft comfortable bed, I closed my eyes and tried to drift to sleep,

but I couldn't, I found myself tossing and turning, rambling and screaming words like 'Stop' 'Don't', abruptly I woke up realizing it was just a dream.

5: 30 A. M

I don't know how long I sat there, trembling and starting blankly through the dark,

The door suddenly raddled open and I recoiled back as a figure appeared. It took a while before my eyes adjusted to it to realize it was Carlos.

"Freshen up, Your lessons starts now.."

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