"Goodbye!" I call out to my family as they wave goodbye.
"Have fun baby!!" My mother yells as I wave one more time before getting in the car with Ivan.
"Did you sleep well?" I ask him coyly.
"Nope"
"Oh? Why" I ask sweetly.
"Well it was really hard to fuck the shit out of my wife when her mother was sleeping next door"
"Awe that must have been really hard on you" I say sweetly.
"It was I didn't get to properly do anything"
"Seriously? We've done it twice in the span of a night"
"Can you walk?"
"Yeah"
"Then I didn't do my best"
I am terrified.
And turned on.
"Okay" I say, because what the fuck else am I supposed to say?
"Did you like your ring?"
His question breaks through my thoughts.
"Uh yeah?" I answer confused.
Oh he's probably asking because it got thrown across the room.
"Why'd you throw it away?"
Damn I'm smart.
"Because you were an asshole and made me marry you" I offer up.
"If I had asked you to marry me would you have said yes"
"No"
"So I didn't fucking ask"
"Wipe that smirk off your face before I smack you"
"Sorry Malysh"
"I hate when you call me that"
"If only I cared"
"Well we both know you do care"
He looks away.
"AWEE is little baby shy of his feelings? Aweee"
"Shut it"
"AHAHSB" I cackle evilly.
He side eyes me and I smile obnoxiously at him.
"Malysh?"
"Are you serious I just asked you NOT to call me that?"
"Come here"
"Not if your calling me annoying names"
"Elle come!"
I look at him confused, he's looking out the window like he's seen something wrong.
He reaches over and pulls me to him, the minute I land next to him the car flips over.
I scream and fall back and the car flips on its back so me and Ivan are thrown to the ceiling I cough again feeling like I can't breathe.
My head is bleeding and my arm is killing me.
Ivan lies next to me unconscious.
I crawl over to him.
"Ivan?" I whisper shaking him.
He doesn't move and I panic.
"Ivan" I say firmer tapping him aggressively.
Bile rises in my throat and I'm about to scream when I hear voices.
"Они живы? проверьте, сделали ли они это"
(Are they alive? Check if they made it)
I have no clue what they're saying but I don't trust them.
I crawl out of the car so no one can see and crawl behind it to grab the drivers emergency gun.
I load it quietly and glance up to see two men walking to me.
I shoot the first one in the chest and the second in the head.
I move and try and drag Ivan out the car.
I hear yelling and realise there were more than two and now everyone is coming out.
I probably have like 10 bullets left absolute maximum.
I start shooting anyway.
I duck and hide and crawl so the bullets come out of nowhere to them, so they can't guess where I am.
3 men left, I go to fire but my gun clicks are empty.
Fuck fuck fuck.
The man walks right up to the car and I crouch waiting for him to yell I'm here.
He doesn't.
Instead a shot fires off and he falls down clutching his chest as scarlet red appears.
I whip around to see Ivan in a crouch position shooting the remaining men.
I could kiss him I'm so glad he's not dead.
Is it psychopathic I find it kinda hot when he's killing people?
Probably.
He fires the last shot and turns to me.
"Your bleeding?"
"Yeah I hit my head hard"
"Fuck okay, come on move it"
He grand my arm and we run to where the men came from.
There's a van nearby and he shoots the driver.
I wince.
He pushes him out and we climb in the van.
"What was that?"
"The last of Adam's little bro squad. The rest will have given up or switched teams"
"Oh.."
He glances at me and sighs.
"I am sorry about that beautiful"
"No it's fine"
"You look good firing a gun"
"Thanks"
"I guess it's psychopathic to find you hot even when your killing someone"
That's what I said!
"Your are a psychopath"
"I'm not, I wish I were. I wouldn't let emotions cloud my judgement so much" he gives me a pointed look and I smile back at him.
"Are we going on the plan your ex works at?"
"God no"
"I do wonder how many women you've slept with"
"Don't ask questions you won't like the answer too"
"You bring whores into our house!"
He looks at me sharply and I'm wondering if I've maybe said something wrong. Or rude?
"I haven't been with anyone since that night when I did bring someone home and you pretended to have your own boyfriend"
"I knew that one really riled you up"
"Some could say I was jealous"
"Some could, but I wouldn't believe it."
He smiles looking ahead.
"Sleep, we've got another hour. I'll wake your before we board the plane."
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Romance"If I asked you to be my wife would you have said yes?" He asks me annoyed. I shake my head. It's the truth. "So I didn't fucking ask" "You- cant just-" "I can and I did, look at the pretty rock on your finger as proof" I have the sudden urge t...
