TROUBLE

thirty two

"Miles don't get me wrong, I want make sure you are fine, but at least do some of the walking." I am taking Miles back up to his apartment from the elevator right now and he isn't making it easy in the slightest.

His is leaning all of weight onto my shoulders, I keep stumbling hoping this idiot will just let go and walk by himself. So maybe he was just shot, but come on I am still short as fuck. His weight will drop me like a bag of bricks.

He rolls his eyes, lifting off of me slightly and walking into the living room, before getting comfortable on the sofa. He gestures with his finger for me to come over to him and like an obedient puppy I follow. He pulls me down onto the sofa, he lays his head on my lap, smothering his head to get comfortable. He wraps his arms around my waist, nestling his head in my stomach.

A door is opened and Gray walks out, looking at his brother laying in my lap.

"Hey Lia, how is he?" He sits opposite us on the other sofa, he looks at Miles who is breathing heavily in my lap.

"In himself, he is alright. He pissed off Adriano because all he did was complain he wanted a proper bed." Gray laughs loudly, shutting up when Miles shushes him. "Cy offered me $50 to smother the shit out of him in his sleep. I was this close to doing it." I hold my fingers up with a tiny gap between them.

In retaliation, Miles head butts my stomach, I flick his forehead and he just groans in frustration. Getting comfortable again.

"Oh yeah Miles by the way El-"

"MILES HARRISON ALEXANDER!!!" Gray was interrupted by a screeching female voice, it makes both Gray and Miles wince. Gray runs for his bedroom while Miles just snuggles closer to me.

The front door is swung open by a girl who has dark black hair, pulled into a low bun. She was taller than than for sure. Walking slowly in behind her was a man walking behind her. He had a full beard and his auburn hair is up in man bun.

There was only one person who has hair in a man bun.. he walks further into the apartment and my suspicions are correct.

"Holy shit Henny?!" I scream, pushing Miles head off my lap, which was followed by a string of curses as he dropped back onto the sofa.

I jumped into his arms, he quickly responds by hugging me back.

A threat is cleared and I let go.. it wad the woman.

"I hate to play the jealousy card, but who are you?" She questions, raising an accusing brow. Miles was quick to his feet and beside me.

"Ana calm down alright, this is Cece, my girl." He wraps his arm around my shoulder, leaning on me again.

As realisation dawns on 'Ana', I put the familiarity together. She was Eliana... his older sister.

She hugs me tightly. "I am so sorry. Hendrix attracts a lot of female attention, I didn't need another psycho girl all up on him." I chuckle loudly.

"No need to worry. Men double my age aren't quite my thing."

"Whoa kid, I am not that old."

"Close enough." This illicits a chuckle from Eliana.

"So how do you know each other." Henny and I have a conversation with our eyes, wondering who was going to tell the weird as fuck story.

Henny sighs and begins story time once we have all seated. I sat cuddled up beside Miles, Eliana is beside me while Hendrix is on the sofa opposite. Grey has now rejoined us.

"It was maybe 2/3 years ago, I was at a meeting at her family company going over treaties and business contracts- the shit Miles hates doing. Anyway, this one here planted a tracking device on me during one of the meetings. Later that night, I was out for drinks with other business partners when I was drugged." Eliana gasps.