Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.

David Richo

I watch as she talks to Kipp, my parrot. I don't think she knows that he doesn't understand her. She's sitting on the couch as I make her a sandwich, keeping an eye on her to make sure she doesn't hurt herself or Kipp.

She's getting thinner and I don't miss the way she feeds me all her fries.

Idiot.

A thud sounds from the couch and I notice her body drawn out on the floor. She gets up and looks around to make sure no one noticed before rearranging the pillows and sniffing them. She gets back to talking to Kipp when I get a call. I hand the plate to her and she kisses my hand as a thank you before trying to feed some to Kipp and gasping when he doesn't take a bite.

Crazy girl.

The phone continues ringing as I walk into my room until I pick up , not excited about leaving her alone with an aggressive parrot.

"Speak." Jan , my head of security, on the other line shuffles around before answering. I'm fucking annoyed already.

"Boss, I've sent you the location for the mission. 2 AM sharp. Rafael's organizing the goods and everything's ready to go." He sounds nervous as he talks.

"Good job." I can practically hear him smile and I sigh before I cut the call. I know damn well I wouldn't have said that if it wasn't for her annoying influence.

Making my way to my closet , I put in the code before it clicks open , displaying my rifles , bulletproof vests and ammunition.

I pick out whatever I need before I hear laughs sounding from the kitchen.

Is she talking to herself again ?

I change into some grey sweats before walking towards the noise.

I stop when I hear a voice that's much deeper than hers.

"You picked truth ! You can't change the rules , Sugarplum." Rafael scolds. I make a mental note to punch him for calling her that. It annoys me.

"W-why ? I gave you my food." I can practically imagine her pouting as Rafael just laughs.

Why the fuck did I give him a key and why the fuck did she give him her sandwich

"Answer the question or you're a loser."

She's going to answer the question.

"Okay. Yes , we have been-uh physically intimate with ea-"

"What the fuck is going on here ?" I make sure my glare is only pointed at he laughing son of a- God, I need to fire him.

"Nothing, boss, just came here to hand over the laptop. The team's been trying to break this firewall for nine months now. I've saved everything we could accomplish on the hard drive. Have a look." He nods to the laptop on the coffee table that Mayella is trying really hard to reach. I take it away before she topples over. She only grins and gives me a peace sign.

Strange.

"Okayy..then." He drawls out." I'm out ! See you later , ricky." Mayella lunges forward at Rafael for , probably, a hug and I use one hand to grab her waist. She clenches her fingers towards Rafael and I glare at him, ordering him to leave.

Once the door locks automatically , I turn to face Mayella whos fiddling with her fingers. I grab one of them to make sure she doesn't hurt herself.

Clumsy ass.

"Explain." I walk towards her and her back hits the edge of the dining table. So short.

Mayella gulps before waving at Kipp , who sits on my shoulder.

"I-I uh- We were playing a game and he asked me if we've done 'it'. I don't know what 'it' is but it sounds fun , can I try it ?-" I glare at her when she starts changing the subject. My hands subconciously clench as I think of all the violent things I'm going to do to Rafael for taking adavntage of her innocence.

"I also don't know what physical um-intimacy means but hugs count, right?" She waits for an answer , her brown doe eyes wide in anticipation.

"No , baby." A red flush immediately occupies her cheeks and I try not to smirk. I walk forward so theres no distance between us and I can feel her warm , way too fucking soft body against mine.

Don't think about it , Ricky.

Don't think about it , Ricky,

Think of guns.

Guns.

I try to calm my racing heart down. Backstabbing bitch of a heart. She lets out a small squeal when I wrap my fingers around her waist and lift her tiny body- don't fucking think about it- onto the table. I walk even closer, making sure she meets my eyes as I stand between her legs.

"This," I place my hands behind her knees and gently wrap them around my waist. She gulps again and bites on the tip of her thumb , which I take and place on my arm. Mayella struggles for words as I inch even closer , completley pushing my body against hers. She looks down at my fucking groin and I try not to groan in frustration. Don't think about it.

"Is physical intimacy." She nods and looks somehwere behind me , almost as if shes making a mental note. I know she keeps a diary of everything she does and have no doubt that she's putting this in there. Strange.

She nods and gives me a thumbs up before my eyes go wide when she inches closer and her body rubs against mine.

Shit.

Fuck.

Her arms wrap around my waist as she presses her face onto my chest. She rubs her soft face up and down and sighs dreamily.

"H-Hugs feel the same to me. Can we hug for now ? Please? " She looks up at me , resting her chin on my chest instead , her bottom lip jutting out , while rubbing her palms on my back in soothing circles.

God, I want her.

I nod when I realise she's expecting an answer. I pick her up and set her on one of the bar stools before she squeals as Kipp starts pecking her. The bell rings and I have to pull her back when she runs to the door. She walks behind me , eventually bumping into my back as I hand over the cash to the pizza guy who's way too curious about who's behind me.

Mayella notices the pizza and her eyes go wide at the six boxes. Was that too much ? I don't eat with people so I wouldn't know. She runs to the kitchen and grabs a water bottle before taking one box from my hand and rushing back to the door.

I hear him say a way too excited thank you before she wishes him a goodnight.

She's pure gold.

I clench my jaw at the thought of her talking to the inquisitve pizza boy who also looks her age.

She comes back empty handed after the front door shuts and I stare at her while puttting down the five pizza boxes. She gulps when she notices my gaze and scratches the top of her head , avoiding it.

"I-I thought it would be okay if I gave him a box for the road...I'm sorry I shouldve asked." Fuck's sake. She looks down as she facepalms herself , mumbling something like "Stupid Mayella"

Weird girl. I grab her soft fingers, trying to ignore how fucking good they feel in my hand, before leading her to the sofa. She sits down as I do but doesn't start eating.

"Eat." She needs to. She doesn't even have food at home. Because she gives it all away.

Pushing one of the boxes towards her , I nod. Kipp sits on my shoulder and tries to have a bite.

Her honey eyes go wide and she looks between the box and me , "F-for me? Are you sure ?"

It fucking infuriates me that she thinks shes unworthy of fucking pizza.

She looks at me warily before she picks a slice up and stuffs it into her mouth , sauce and cheese all over her face now.

Messy girl.

We don't eat in silence. I don't think you can ever eat in silence with Mayella. She's telling me about her new friend clancy who she really likes. Who doesn't she really like ?

Better not fucking be me.

"Oh ! He also went to India last summer and-"

"He ?" Fucking hell.

"Yeah," She has a confuzzled look on her small face , her round nose scrunching up before she eats her ninth slice and continues ,"Anyways,"

You're not jealous.

You're not fucking jealous.

I make a mental note to meet this Clancy boy. Only to make sure he isn't a threat of course.

I try to convince myself that I have her to me and me only but it doesn't work. She wipes her face and cleans the mess on the table, something I've noticed she likes doing.

She jumps back on the couch and stares at the tv which is playing an ad. She seems amazed. Mayella could be amazed at fountains. She stood watching one for ten minutes the other day. Whatever makes her happy.

'Whipped bitch.' Rafael's voice rings in my mind and my jaw clenches.

I'm sitting with my back against the edge of the couch when she scoots closer and puts my head on her lap , an excited grin on her face which has her tongue poking out in concentration. I look at her face which is upside down and she still looks beautiful.

I don't know what she's doing to me.

Soft fingers thread their way into my hair which i've left open since I got home. She hums to a song as she massages my head and my eyes close on their own accord. Soft lips touch the tip of my nose and my lips curved upwards. I wish I could let myself go in front of her ,

Mayella deserves a fucking smile.

She pokes the edge of my mouth and drags it upwards before planting her lips on mine.

My eyes shoot open.

Fuck. Her first kiss.

"You can't keep fucking doing this." I clench my eyes at my racing heartbeat and frustration because she gave me her first kiss, something no one is deserving of. I pull her down on my lap , so that she's sitting sideways as she furrows her brows and smooths the crease between mine.

God give me strength.

"W-why can't I, Dalaric ?"

I'm a fucking pussy , that's why.

"I was supposed to do it first."

She crosses her arms stubbornly and tries to glare at me , even that is done softly.

"Well , I " She points her tiny finger to herself , " like you." I grab it when she points it to me.

"There is no rule- I think- that says you are supposed to do it first so boo hoo you're just going to have to deal with being my first kiss."

She probably can't tell that I'm fucking ecstatic.

But I am.

I push her closer to me , and move her soft legs so that she's straddling me. Mayella blushes a striking pink as if she didn't kiss me a few seconds ago.

I hope she knows that I'm anything but submissive.

Not when it comes to her , though.

I lean closer to her flushed face and her eyes go wide as she gulps. My lips meet hers before I speak against them,

"Boo hoo , was it ?" She struggles for words and I hold the nape of her neck before devouring the fuck out of her.

God give me strength.

She tastes like the lemon things at the café.

She tastes like the frosty's she forces me eat.

She tastes like absolute damn bliss as she lets me explore all of her sweet mouth. I can feel an addiction brewing in me as she starts to mimick my actions.

Fuck. I let go before I do anything rash and she takes huge breaths while laying her head on my chest before she kisses my cheek and gets back up on the sofa , excietedly putting my head back in her lap and running her hands through it. Soon enough , I drift into oblivion.

- - - - - - -

A groan escapes me as I sit up. There's a white fluffy blanket draped around me as I spot Mayella splayed out on the couch , noticeably shivering her ass off.

Stubborn girl.

I clearly remember telling her to sleep in the bedroom.

After picking her up in my arms , I walk to my room , trying to avoid looking at the beauty in my arms.

Oh ,look at that wall.

Nice wall.

Good wall.

Much more interesting wall.

Fuck, this isn't working. I just know if I take one look at her resting face I'll just kiss her senseless.

Wrapping her in the covers in a way which she calls "burrito style" , I sigh as I leave the room and grab my supplies. Rafael's coming over later to keep her safe and make sure she doesn't wake up to an empty house. She's already seen too much of that.

I wish I could just wrap her up in my hoodie and keep her here , where she's safe. I'm not sure she'll ever be safe with me , though. She's too fucking good.

Walking into the kitchen , I search for my laptop to try and crack the firewall. I have an hour left before I need to get to my mission. I turn it on only to see it already cracked.

The fuck ?

I attach my house camera's system to the drive and load today's footage. I can't believe my alarm system didn't catch up on any burglars. An assassin getting robb-

Fuck.

I sigh , I don't know whether in relief or amazement , when I see a sneaky, concentrated Mayella grabbing the laptop from the table before trying to muffle her laughs as she watches me sleep. Her tongue pokes out as she works for about thirty minutes and gives herself a pat on the back when she's done, I assume. She gets up and puts the laptop back to where it was , cross checking the place with a picture on her phone making sure no one would notice it's displacement. I scoff when she picks up a slice of pizza and gives me a kiss on the forehead before sitting back down to watch tv.

Crazy girl.

Crazy genius girl.

I pick up my phone and dial a number , "What the fuck have I been paying you for ? A high schooler just did your job. You're on paid leave until you come back educated." She tries to argue back but I hang up, both disappointed and fucking embarrassed. Kipp sits on my shoulder once he notices my anger. I pet his head and feed him a crumb.

"Good boy." He just repeats my name before he flies away to his cage.

I can't help but feel pride , though. She's too humble for her own good.

My Mayella did that.

I shake those all-too-hopeful thoughts out of my head before I take off my shirt. Unzipping my duffel bag, I take out the bullet proof vest with a black turtle neck before I put both of the items on quickly and wear a gold chain that contains an embedded voice recording chip.

Mayella wants one.

My phone buzzes as I walk out the door , activating high-level security because I have precious goods in there.

A short , soft and warm good in particular.

The phone chimes again as I sit in my car and turn on the engine. Unlocking the device , a message that I'm not so fond of receiving appears on the front screen.

COD Psychotherapy Center :

Fuck that.

My throat gets slightly constricted as I remember what happened the last time I went and I gulp down some water.

Not what I fucking need right now.

Soon, I reach the building where our placement is planned. Sending a nod to Jan and Fatima , I make my way to the roof top of the seventy story building , after making sure the entire area is secure.

Attaching the suppressor and scope to my sniper , a remington M40A5 , I send Mayella a quick text of an animated yellow face that's smiling over-exaggeratedly . She insists that this is what I should do every time I'm on a mission. Whatever makes her happy.

It takes over one hour for the man to appear in the apartment across the roof , located in a building that has been scheduled for demolition for years now.

Early fifty's.

No kids.

No wife.

Just him and his illegal explosive devices.

He's balding with a pale , ghostly complexion. He used to work at the grocery store Landon used to buy cigarettes at.

It's always the ones you least expect.

The man bends down , retrieving the device from behind his rusty couch. He looks around in his empty apartment , as the scope of my sniper glares at him , reprimanding him for his actions that would put hundreds of lives in danger.

He searches for the remote device as Jan gives him a call. He stills.

And that's when I do it.

One clean shot.

Through the head , center of his mind.

Blood forms a thick pool around him , framing his body like a memorial. A memorial for a murderer. Only then does the door to the rooftop open , revealing a man similar to my target.

With a knife in his hand.

[unedited lol sue me

(pls don't I have no money) ]

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