The Donna

Chatpter Two

                           **Azalea**

"Cuida tu maldito tono Azalea"
Translation: "watch your fucking tone Azalea"
Papa sorry but I can't go back to Russia. He looks at me then sighs "Azalea I will not be telling you to go to Russia if it wasn't an important mission" Suddenly the impact of waking up too fast rushes to me and I can feel myself get weaker and heavier, I turn to the side and see my father already by my side sitting me down on the chair. "Azalea, mi amor, solo necesitas ir al baile y matar a Nikolai"
Translation: "Azalea, my love you just need to go to the Russian Ball and kill Nikolai" After hearing my mission I can feel my heart rate slowing down.. he doesn't know how you look. My father sits back down on his chair and tells me to kind of reassure me, I guess. I can't even do anything else but sigh, I look him in the eyes and I can see the guilt and worry staring back at me. I quickly tell him to call sara and tell her to get outfits for the ball ready. Sara is my father's personal assistant. After discussing the venue and my mission a bit more I excuse myself but before I leave I hear him sigh and tell me Elias can come with me.. hm I thought to myself he usually makes me go alone so I don't lose focus and with Elias I will definitely lose focus..a bit though. A bit lighter I turn and plaster on a wide smile thanking him then rushing out. Time to tell Elias the good news then. I exited the door to see Maeve patiently waiting while scrolling on something on her phone with scrunched eyebrows. I approach her and softly tap her shoulder. After acknowledging me, she stands up and begins to walk. We walked, silence over powering us..although it wasn't an awkward silence it wasn't exactly comfortable either. Getting impatient I nudge her shoulder then send a questioning glance her way she looks at me then sighs before speaking up with a worried glance "Myra got suspended again" I curiously asked why because one thing about that sexy bitch is she doesn't cause trouble unless it comes looking for her. Maeve sighs once more, I feel like she has sighed like ten times just today. Hmm, maybe I will start keeping count. "She beat up a guy who was apparently cat calling her." I stifle a laughter as I picture Myra's face as the guy calls her name,  probably dirty names. I glance at Maeve and see her devastated face. I shook my head at her, then proceeded to take my face in her hands, which was a bit hard.. like I know I'm short and even with my five inch heels the bitch is still a few inches taller than me but hey I stand my 5'3 height. I try to get her to stop worrying and even told her Myra is a big girl and her education is fine and everything that came to mind, but calming her down is impossible.. since their parents died four years ago she became her sister's mother at the young age of sixteen and as soon as she turned eighteen she moved out and lived with her sister. They both have been through so much so I just end up giving up and hugging her tightly. She stiffens a bit from shock probably since we aren't exactly touchy people but she later lets the hug engulf her. After a few minutes we pull back and she mumbles a thank you and just like that we are back to my room. She plops on the bed as I sit on the grey couch beside the bed.
"¿Por qué tu padre te llamó así... oficialmente?" She asks me all of a sudden
Translation: "why did your father call you so..officially?"
Sighing as I remember I still have to pack I look up at her with my face probably still with a huge scowl
"adivina quien irá al baile ruso!" I say slowly.
Translation: Guess who's going to the Russian Ball!
Her face morphs into one of despair as she huffs and looks away asking if my father is mentally stable..  I sigh and tell her I don't get, after everything the dipshit has put us through. He is the reason my mother is fucking dead, he made me watch her fucking die the ass hole who raped me countless times when I was how old? Three? I laugh and shake my head, atleast I get to kill the stupid asshole. And he has the audacity to blame it on him being young and stupid, I will teach him what it means to be young and stupid, i burst out laughing at how stupid he must be to come out of hiding, and as much as i want her death and him raping me to hurt, it doesn't even conpare to the other shit I've gone through, i need him dead just to settle the scores not for closure or revenge. Who the fuck kills for revenge? I just need to add to my art collection. Maeve  just puts an awkward hand on my shoulder.