My Brothers Best friend (REWRITTING)

21|Half heaven half hell

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The road is midnight under the clouds, the sun has gone to rest as the moon takes his place, and through the car window the stars shine bright.
"Would you die for me." I turn my head to Damon and look him in his eyes, the rest of him was covered away in his mask. "No." I say, "I'll do better...I'll live for you."
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Finally, we arrive back at the club with yet another successful night. Tiredly, I place my self on to the kitchen counter as Damon poured himself some coffee.
"What's with you and counters anyways?" He laughed pouring creamer into his cup.

"It my thing." I smiled shrugging my arms. He gave me a defined look as he walked towards me, taking a sip of his sugary coffee.

He smirks. "Oops." Before I had realize it there was hot liquid pouring down my shirt. "You ass hole!" I scream feeling uncomfortable, and sticky as coffee spilled down my shirt.

I looked up at him as he was having the time of his life. A smirk appeared on his lips, and I gave him a unsure look.
"I thought it was jackass."
I laughed was he seriously trying to re play the morning I met him? But he was right it Always had been jackass.

I smirk grabbing the collar of his shirt, and pulling him into a kiss. "Ahem." A voice coughed. I opened my eyes as razor and smoker stood in the kitchen watching us. I went to pull away from Damon but he smirked even wider and pulled me back in, sliding his tongue into my mouth.

"I um- Damon." I mumble as he finally let's go. "What is it you need?" Damon looks to his men.

Damon
"estas abajo con tu puta?" Smoker has cursed something in Spanish under his breath. Suddenly I watched Adrians face grow red, as she pushes me out of her way, and walked over to Smoker with her fist clenched.

"no soy una puta bolsa de mierda." She cursed back . I couldn't help but laugh, as she suddenly smacked Smoker across the face. What ever he said made this women mad.

I watched smokers face boil, "tu pequeña mierda." He tried to throw a punch but she blocked it, returning the punch to his stomach.

Damon leaned over the counter watching Adrien fist fight with Smoker with a proud grin on his face, as Razor walked over unsure.

"Shouldn't we stop this?" Razor has asked Damon as more cursing went on in the background. "Nah. He laughed.. She's tougher than she looks."
Damon And anyone around him knew who would never put Adrien in harm, and if anyone was to put their hands on her he cut them off. But he also knew she wasn't just pretty. She was otherworldly and vaguely threatening. She wears strength and darkness equally well, Damon knew she always had been half goddess, half hell.

"peleas como una niña." Adrien yelled throwing another punch to Smokers face.

Razor shook his head . "Subtitles please." "I think that means 'you fight like a girl'." Damon laughed, rubbing his chin.

As much as I wanted to see Smoker get his ass beat my my little Adrien in that sexy accent, I knew I had to stop things before they got out of hand.

"Okay okay, that's enough." Damon raised his hand in the air. Suddenly Smoker stopped whatever he was doing in that exact moment, for he knew the consequences. But Adrien was a hard headed one who clearly ignored his signal, as she continued punching his stomach as Smoker had no choice but to take it.

Damon sighed as he walked over to Adrien who was still punching Smoker, as he leaned down and grabbed her by her legs, and throwing her over his shoulder.

"I'm not done. Put me down!"

Damon put Adrien down across the room from Smoker. "You put up a good fight Mija." Smoker says panting, wiping the blood from under his nose. "but you could use some more practice." He laughs.

"Oh yeah? I think my fist against your face will say other wise!" Adrien yelled as she ran to go attack him, but Damon caught her waist before she could. Pulling her into him.

"Alright so who wants something to drink?" Razor blurted trying to break the ice. Damon sat down on a stool as Adrien adjusted her self on his lap.

Adrien looked at razor who was shuffling food out of the fridge. "Give me a coke."

"How do they say it in your country?... La coca." Smoker teased.

Adrien face boiled, as Damon ran his fingers through her hair trying to soothe her.

"What did he say to you that made you so mad?" Damon whispered in adriens ear.
She gave a death stare to Smoker who stood across the room with a smirk. "He called me a whore."

Suddenly Damon stood up making Adrien lose her balance off his lap. "You wanna tell me what you called Adrien?" Damon stood above Smoker as his presence was calm but enough to make Smoker shiver.

"No sir."
Suddenly, Damon pulled a gun out of his jeans and held it to Smokers head
Smoker knew that there was no way he could even try to fight Damon, nor run. The best thing he could do, was hope Damon wouldn't take his life.

Damon looked around the room as by now all his men were standing in the kitchen watching. "How many times do I have to tell everyone, that if you ever disrespect Adrien I wont hesitate to kill you." He continued holding the gun to Smokers head . "Maybe I'll just have to give you an example." He says holding the gun even tighter.

Adrien couldn't help but feel a little guilty, for whatever was about to happen. Damon practically made Adrien the reason why he wore to kill people in her name, but she knew Damon was a criminal, an insane one if you might add. And that whatever wore to happen she would still be right by his side. His soul was dark, but she looked at him like he was god.

Suddenly the only sound that was to be heard, was the sound of a gun shot piercing through the room.
She was fearless, and her love for him made her crazy. She was his queen. And god help anyone who dared to disrespects his queen.

Damon looked to his men, most of them already feared him but now they were vaguely terrified. "Take care of this."

"Adrien, please come with me." Damon says and she nods following him out of the kitchen.

"Adrien," Razor says by grabbing her wrist. She looks up to make sure Damon wasn't near. She had a feeling Razor was about to get on Damon's last nerves too.

"Be careful with Damon." He pulls her in tighter by her wrist, "He's as bad as the devil."
Adrien scuffs as she forcefully pulls her wrist away, out of Razors grip.

"I don't care if I fall in love with devil razor, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves he'll."