《Guns and Giggles》5. Immature and Out of Control
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"What's up" I dropped my arse on the big chair with back rest for gamers.
"Our kidnappee(is that a word?lol) made Furious Fae smile! Look" he said showing me the security footage from our kitchen.
"How did she get out?"
"She did tell you that she can open the locks from the inside... Anyways, she got FEYONA to smile! Do you know how amazing that is? We don't call her Furious Fae for nothing!" Zach exclaimed looking more happy than shocked.
"Brian also asked me if she's still here, last time he cared for a person was your sister...that too because you asked him to. Oh and remember how you told Michael and Steve to take her to the room? Steve came back to see if she needed more water." I knew that, I saw him trying to be discreet.
"The same Steve who fúcks every girl that even glances at him just because a lil' whóre broke his heart in college." He's a loner that's for sure.
"Alex...she's not afraid of us and looks at us like-like we are humans."
I took a seat on the bean bag with a sigh,"What are you saying Zach?"
"She's a breath of fresh air in this shit hole Alex." I want to hold her close and breath her in too.
"And I'm just saying- suggesting very very strongly..."
"Keep her."
"Keep her, she'll be useful to you" Brian walked in taking his seat on the couch beside us.
"I-I can't do that! She's immature, insane and probably kills insects to know what their insides look like!" I said shushing the part of me which wanted her to stay for some goddamn reason.
"She is lively, is more sane than any of us here and- yeah the last part might be true...But hear me out, Alana is turning 18 this month and she still acts like a 13 year old most of the time, she needs a woman to you know- teach her womanly stuff." Brian said with a serious tone.
He was too protective of my sister and I loved him for that. But my eyes widened as I realised what he was hinting at.
"No, NO! She's not going to do any womanly stuff till she's married! That too to MY CHOICE of man, no wait! Not even then, not ever!" I said as a shiver ran through me. The idea of my sister growing up was terrifying.
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"Alex you need to understand, she has been surrounded by men most of her life, none of which by the way knew how to take care of her, Ariana is the feminine aspect she needs." Brain explained.
"And we all know Furious Fae isn't the best role model around here" Zach said rolling his eyes.
"Fine!" I said with a sigh, running a hand on my face.
"But you" I pointed in Zach's direction "are going to keep an eye on her all the time."
"I'll keep both of them on her" he muttered under his breath so I was the one rolling my eyes this time.
My sister, Alana, was coming home this week and she'll probably stay here for College. As difficult as it was, I had sent her out of this town for studies so that she could be safe, away from the mess. But she's adamant on staying here with everyone. Teenagers *sigh*
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Mia's a sweet girl, she works as a nurse for the Phoenix and helps out Fae in daily chores. She was smaller in size than me so her clothes were like second skin on me. And let's not talk about the bra.
I joined Feyona in the kitchen and started mixing the recipe ingrained in my brain.
Soon grumbling zombies walked in the dinning area in from of the kitchen, not literally of course. Michael walked in like he had a bad night and would combust if talked to. Steve with sex hair and his boxers on, leaving his drool worthy chest on display.
Unknowingly my eyes searched for someone else who coincidentally walked in at that moment with Zach and Brian.
Our eyes met and it was as if we had a private conversation.
Mr.S: Don't you think I'll let you off so easily, I am the boss here.
Me: Well I am just an outsider to your supposed hierarchy, your rules don't bother me.
Mr.S: I don't think any rules do bother you.
Me: They don't. I smirk.
"Hey guys! How was your night? Sleep well?" I asked enthusiastically.
"I was busy doing other things" Steve responded smirking.
"Your 'things' didn't seem to like it much" I replied rolling my eyes.
As soon as I said that, three spits of water, beer and juice exploded and a utensil fell down in the kitchen as everyone froze.
Steve looked the most shocked of all. "I-I can assure you they liked it very much!"
"Oh please! Anyone can tell that those sounds were fake as fúck" I served myself some pasta.
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Brian rushed to my side and asked in awe "you can differentiate between fake and real?!"
I snorted "If a girl is really enjoying it she won't be screaming like a broken tape recorder, she will be moaning in pleasure, and in extremely rare cases, speechless." I finished my sentence staring into Mr.Stranger's eyes. Fúck me.
He was the first one to look away and cough awkwardly which made me smirk.
"What is she doing here anyways?" Michael asked annoyed. Why don't you just fúck off Michael.
"She will be taking care of Alana while she's here." Mr. Stranger said calmly in his deep voice.
"She will?"
"I will?" Michael and I both asked at the same time while Steve looked elated.
Who the fúck is Alana?
"Alana is my sister and you will treat her with respect or all these bullets will relocate to your head." Mr. Stranger said- commanded as he finished his breakfast.
Did I say that out loud? LOL
Why am I saying LOL in my mind when I could just laugh? Wait...
Who the hell does he think he is?! Who the hell does he think I am?!
Control Ari CONTROL...
Urghhh!!!
I glared him as if my eyes would suddenly emit lazer rays and destroy his perfectly sculpted body with his soft hair and lickable abs and-Control Ari.
Alteast he made it easier for me to stay here.
"Fine. Where is she?" I asked still trying not to punch his guts. I bet those are sexy too.
"She'll be here in a few days" He clipped and walked away.
"Wait I have cake! Where you goin' !?" I rushed after him. He has to have my cake.
I caught up with him in the long deserted hallway and took his wrists in my hands to start pulling him back.
"What are you doing?" He mumbled, bored and kind of angry.
"You have to eat the cake! I made it after years and it's my favourite recip-" he cut me off by suddenly pinning me to the wall and holding my arms above my head.
Breathless - Check.
Bothered - Check.
"Listen here Miss Ariana keeping you here isn't my idea and keeping you alive isn't a priority to me, I could very well kill you right here right now and no one would question me. So I suggest you keep your opinions to yourself and have as less contact with me as possible." He said holding my neck in his hand, squeezing it but not hard enough to kill me.
And somehow it turned me on.
So I kissed him.
I don't know what got over me- I don't want to know what got over me. All I knew is that his lips felt like falling in a pit full of pillows and fluffy blankets and I loved it.
He was shocked at first but soon he deepened the kiss and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, harder. His hold on my arms loosened and I ran my fingers through his thick brown hair and tugged on it making him groan inside my mouth.
His grip on my waist tightened, almost digging into me as he snaked his other arm in my top crawling up and down my spine and pulling my leg up to his waist. I bunched his shirt in my hand as his tongue sneaked in exploring the new found place.
He let my mouth go, letting me breath but continued down my jaw and neck not before nibbling on my ear making me moan. His arm reached my bra strap, which was barely holding on and snapped it open making my breast sag.
He kissed my cleavage and nibbled on them leaving his mark on me and moved upwards again to find my sweet spot between my neck and shoulder.
Just as he was close to finding it Zach barged out of the huge doors
"Haaaaa!" He screamed as if he was a little girl who saw porn for the first time.
This brought us back to our senses and we separated just enough to let the air pass by.
"What the fúck?" Mr. Stranger said, was it a reaction to what we just almost did, or was it for Zach?
"I um... didn't know you were...um... busy! I'll come back later" he said and cringing again " bad choice of words... I'll just leave you to it then." He said running back to where he came from.
I could feel Mr.Stranger's intense gaze on me so I slowly looked back up to him. My eyes flickering between his chocolate eyes and swollen lips.
"If you pull a stunt like that again Miss Ariana, I won't hold myself back. I suggest you keep your distance." he said as he backed up.
Before he walked away I took his wrist again and asked "Tell me your name Mr.Stranger."
He smirked, "Wouldn't you like to moan it the next time we meet."
I would love to.
"Bad things will happen if you don't tell me your name Mr.Stranger!!!" I screeched as he walked in Zach's room, laughing like a bítch.
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