Bad Luck Baby (Mafia Novel) COMPLETED

Chapter twelve

We've been flying for two hours now and let me tell you, I don't like it. We still have a few more hours to go and I'm losing my mind here. I don't want to sound like a poser, but I really can't handle the small and locked space. The fact that we are in the air with no exit doesn't help either. The only good thing about this is that they somehow have a private plane.

Currently, I'm in a bedroom trying to get some sleep. My whole body is telling me how little energy I have left, but no matter how hard I try to sleep, my eyes stay open and my thoughts keep on coming. I need a drink. Or a sleeping pill or something. But those things scare me, I'm always afraid that I can't wake up on time because of it. I let out a frustrated sigh.

Still in the black sweatpants and my brothers shirt, I hobble out of the room to Yegor and Jace. My crutches would've come in very handy right now. We're not the only one on the plane. They have a few guards in here too. All of them look rather scary, but I like to think I can take them down if I have to.

I spot Yegor and Jace on the first pair of seats and hobble towards them. It looks like they're having a serious conversation. Just as I'm about to reach them, a strong arm holds me back. Frustrated I turn around. There is a guy who's like one metre ninety or something with big tattooed arms.

"Excuse me. Can you let me go, please?", I ask him polite. He looks grumpy at me, "no. They are talking, not to be interrupted". "But they said-", I start to explain. "They said not to let anyone interrupt them. That includes you, little bee", the grumpy man cuts me off. "Little bee?", I try to hold my giggle in. I obviously fail. The mans look softens, "you look like a bee and you're little".

Not even trying to hold it in anymore, I start to giggle. "Well, thank you I guess. Although, little is one of the things that I'm not. Is there a possibility for me to get a drink around here?", I ask getting serious again. He looks me up and down, "how old are you? And did your father give you permission?".

My eyebrows shoot up at his question, "I'm twenty. My father is not here and even if he was, I don't need his permission to drink. I'm not a baby". He puts his hands up, "okay, okay. But if he gets mad at me, I'm sending him to you". Jeez, I know the guy for like a day. I doubt that he will have anything to say about it. "Sure."

After getting me a drink, the guy points to a seat where I can sit. I grab a hold of the beer and sit down. "What's your name actually?", I ask the guy. "Nikolai", he replies shortly. Whilst nodding, I turn to myself again. I'm actually a bit proud of myself for having a conversation with a scary looking stranger. It's a bit weird really. One moment I'm as shy as a baby and the other moment I can't stop talking. Depends on the person probably.

While looking out of the window to distract myself a little, I notice the beautiful view. The clouds look so soft that I want to touch them. I wish I had a camera on me. Making pictures of the sky is one of my favourite things to do. Clouds are one of the many wonderful things on earth that a lot of people don't even look at. My sister loves them too.

I smile a little at the thought of her. I really miss everyone at home, but at the same time I feel betrayed by the lies they feed me over the years. "So you like the view, huh?", I hear a voice say from beside me. Turning my head, I see Jace standing next to me. "Yeah, it's beautiful", I smile.

He sits down on the seat next to me and hums, "it is. Especially from up here". He turns is stare away from the window and looks at me, "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble with finding you. I just couldn't stand the thought of having my baby sister not knowing the truth and not knowing us". "That's okay. I guess I'm glad you told me, I hate being lied to. I just can't believe that she didn't send me away to you when she wanted me gone. It could've been a lot better for us all."