Rough Love (Vanoss x Reader)

Chapter 20: The Robbery

Your P.O.V.

Saturday Morning

A week has passed since the meeting. Everyone has been out doing missions given by Lester to prepare for the robbery. Meanwhile, I've been at home, training in a routine that's pregnancy-friendly. The whole week has been frustrating though. Frustrating because I have to stay home, because I'm limited just like before, and also because I haven't seen Evan since...

My mind wandered to the memory of being in his arms. The warmth, the comfort, the beating in my heart..We've hugged before, but for some reason, it felt different. That reason, is one I know all too well, but refuse to admit.

'God, I'm such a girl.'

Anyways, today is the day. The day we've been preparing for. The bank robbery. The guys are downstairs, gearing up. While I'm upstairs, being prepared in a different way.

Currently, I'm sitting at a make-up station in Jackson's room. Jackson is softly, yet quickly, brushing something on my eyes. I kept my eyes closed as the soft bristles tickled my skin. We sat in silence, not even our breaths could be heard. It was only when he stopped brushing my eyes that he spoke.

"It may seem like I'm trying to make you scare them away..haha, but I promise this is a great featured look on you." he laughed.

He turned my chair, forcing me to face the mirror. The eyeshadow colors popped against my skin. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was just another citizen.

"It's beautiful." I smiled.

"You think so? I know it's very ravishing.." he complimented. Jackson was a bit of a flirt, but he never means harm. I found his compliments, though making me feel a bit awkward, very sweet.

I leaned back into my chair with a sigh. The more I stared at my reflection, the more I questioned myself.

'I look like an average woman. I'm far from that though. My emotions are scattered. Speaking of emotions...why now?

I know very well that I'm developing feelings for Evan. Not a damsel in distress kind of development either, but from the change of character that I was so used to, and the person he is. The man that I am learning about.

What fucking timing though. I just got out of an abusive relationship, and murdered the man I've grown to hate. And to top it off, I'm pregnant with his child.

Look at me...I'm so fucked up. I have no right to these feelings.'

"I know you've had quite a heavy plate to carry. And I know that by me adding to it helps nothing...but how are you feeling?" Jackson asked, cutting between my thoughts and I. I processed his question and thought for a bit before answering,

"Frustrated, and a bit stressed."

He grabbed my hand and lead me to a full length mirror. He began to speak softly, yet with kind words.

"You know what I see? I see a woman who can make any goal come to life. Make any book come to life. You can look at her and see the tiredness and frustration and stress and pressure she's carrying. But have you noticed that that's not the only jewelry she's wearing? She's wearing earrings that blind others by it's spark. Rings that hold such power of strength and faith."

I smiled.

"Now tell me..are you gonna stare at the one with a bruise and a few scars and a small lack of concentration? Or the one with a spark in her eyes that'll bring them to their knees and pretty poisoning lips that can blow a kiss and knock down the obstacles in your path?"