The Donna

Chapter Three

**Azalea**
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Finally done packing, I quickly zip my two heavy boxes up and place the bag with Elias's tux beside them on the floor. Then it hits me. I haven't informed Elias he is travelling, I forgot while trying to cheer up Maeve. I quickly pick up my phone from the makeup vanity and see it is already ten pm, and our flight is by one am.. I wonder if Elias will be ready on time. I pick up my phone, and he picks on the first ring
" hola lea, me extrañas" he asks in an unnecessarily loud voice.
Translation: Hello Lea, Miss me?
I laugh a bit. "tú" deseas."
I reply in an even louder voice at which he laughs even more
Translation: You wish
There's a problem I sigh dramatically. His voice suddenly becomes serious, and it always amazes me how easy it is for him to snap. "What is it, lea." He asks sternly
I'm going to Russia, I say in a quick breath. " No." No was all he said, leaving no room for debate or arguments. I huff, then explain to him how it is a mission.. to say he was angry would be a big under statement. He was steaming, and I could tell through the phone.. to lighten the mood. I tell him he is coming with me. Silence. More silence. There was a lot more silence. Hmm, he finally replies. Taking that as an approval, I told him we leave by one am and he should be ready, and then we spoke a bit more about Maeve and anime. And don't you dare diss anime!!
After the call ended I see it is already 11:34, I sigh and enter the bath tahlia, the maid already prepared but not before setting a 45 minute timer so I know when to get out.
After 45 minutes, I get out, rub some moisturiser, then wear panties deciding against wearing bra since I will be on a plane for twelve hours. I pick a dark grey tracksuit to wear with my grey air Jordans and pack my long brown hair in a messy donut.

Once the bags and boxes are loaded in the car.. I chose the black G wagon,I am in love with that car. I get in and start driving before I reach the gate. I see my father's huge body with his 6'1 build. I exit the car, and he sighs when I get closer to him. He looks at me as if warning me not to die. I nod in understanding.. he isn't a man of many words or an affectionate man maybe that is why I ended up not being affectionate either, and I don't necessarily have sex any how, I have had it with only three people, guys I genuinely thought I was inlove with. Lol. I was such a stupid teenager during my age' fifteen to eighteen.
My father tells me to be safe and careful as I proceed back to my car. Once I enter, I see the three black cars behind me, ready to get them off my back and fight. I stop, relief washing me as I see the blue stickers on the windshield.. a sign that they are my father's men, probably following me for security. I shake my head thinking about his over protectiveness, although I couldn't ponder on it for too long as I am pulled from my thoughts as I see the person calling me on the screen of the car. I pick up and hear Elise's voice.. he sounds agitated well no..excited..no fast..wait a minute is he fucking someone?? Elise don't tell me you have a girl under you right now I practically yell at him. He laughs and says well okay I won't tell you,your shame she is such a pretty one too then I hear a soft girl giggling. Then realization hits me as I see the tarmac through the wind shield. What time are you gonna get to the plane Elias we can not wait later than 1:30 am
He tells me he is there and has been there since 12:45 ish and then it dawns on me. Elias do not tell me you are fucking our air hostess I say with my voice laced in disappointment. We start driving on the tarmac and I hear him yell shit then silence for a few minutes. I park the car then hand over the keys to one of the men who just came from the black car. I stand around a bit wondering if it is safe to enter since I do not know where exactly.. the deed is happening. Before I think about it deeply I feel large arms round my lower stomach and then I smell his cologne. I turn around and shrug his filthy hands of me. He looks at me with a pained expression holding his chest. The right side of his  chest.. not where his heart is. I sigh as I look at my dumb bestfriend. Then he smiles and tells me how he missed me so much and I abandoned him then he picks me up. I slap his hand away telling him I dunno where those hands have been or rather in whom those hands have been in, I shudder from disgust. He laughs and assures me that his hand is incredibly clean reminding me that he doesn't do stuff for girls, they just suck him off have sex and he looks at them then leave. I just sigh, feeling bad for his sex partners.
He takes the bag from my hand as we begin to walk to the jet. I chose to use the jet #3 because it is named after my mother, esmelda...and it was customised by me. I enter and immediately drop on a chair instantly falling into a deep and peaceful sleep.