The Mean Duo ✔

38~ Xavier Russo

After the weird call from Bella, I went back inside Cheriè's room. She was seated on her bed, eating from the tub of ice cream that Bella bought her.

Thanks to my quick thinking, I was able to explain to her that my bruises were from fighting a robber that I met on the street and let her make peace with the fact I'm not that severely bruised

"Xavy", Cheriè made me look up at her. Her face seemed serious and scared?

"Qual è il problema Cheriè"
(What's the matter Cheriè?)

"Mamma e papà ... sono in paradiso adesso?"
(Mama and Papa...are they in heaven now?)

"Cheriè...", I sighed and sat myself beside her before hugging her to me.

"Ricordo l'incidente Xavy", She sniffed back her tears
(I remember the accident Xavy)

"Mi dispiace Cheriè", I let a tear escape my eyes in honour of our parents
(I'm sorry Cheriè)

"Va tutto bene Xavy. Devono essere felici in paradiso, giusto?", Cheriè's tears wetted my shirt
(It's okay Xavy. They must be happy in heaven right?)

"Si", I wiped her tears away and removed the ice cream from her hands and placed it in the mini fridge next to her bed.

I rocked Cheriè in my arms till she fell asleep and was about to leave the room when my phone started ringing.

"Hello?"

"Mr Russo?"

"Yeah. Who am I speaking to?"

"Brian. I was Miss White's former bodyguard."

"What do you want?"

"Mr Russo, if you could get here to the control center now, we have some details to discuss regarding Miss White's security"

"Right now?"

"Yes Mr Russo. Miss White asked me to relay these details to you"

"Okay I'll be there in 10"

Hanging up I walked towards the bus stop but halted midstep when I recognised a familiar face there.

"Xavier Russo, how was jail man?", he cocked his head with a smirk when he saw me.

How does he kn- You're dead meat Jock!

Walking the distance between us, I threw my arm around his shoulder and gripped him tightly
"Long time no see man. Why don't we go have a talk"

"Fuck no!",He tried to wriggle out of my grasp but I held him tightly and forced him to walk away from the crowded bus stop without raising suspicion.

Throwing him in to an alley, I cracked my brusied knuckles, which now have gone numb to pain.

"I see I caught the snitch", I cocked my head at him.

"Fuck you!", he spat at me.

Wrapping my arm around his neck, I forced him against the wall.
"Nah, no thanks. Bella takes care of that aspect in my life"

Both literally and figuratively

"Of co-course, you have to sell you're fucking bo-dy for the whore ca-cause otherwise who else wo-would be there to b-bail your b-broke ass out?", the fucker stuttered against my hold on his neck, making me tighten the hold even more at his words

"C-cant handle the t-truth?", Jock's face now reddened with lack of air as I let him fall on the ground with a thud

"What goes on between me and my girlfriend, is none of your fucking business asshole", I kicked him in the gut and attempted to walk away but from my peripheral vision I saw Jock grab a piece of broken glass from the ground.