Sick and Sweet

I splashed some water on my face as I looked at myself in the mirror, leaning against the sink. I was still dizzy, still feeling stupid. Shit, I shouldn't have gotten out of bed at all after last night... Now Leena's going to keep that bullshit going on, helping some stranger on the street out of pure kindness? Yeah, right, I'm not that kind of idiot.

Just as i was about to take a couple of pills, there was a knock on the bathroom door—perfect timing.

"Alex, you got a message!" Leena shouted from the other side of the door.

"Just read it!" I know who it could be—one of the guys from the warehouse, MY warehouse. I take pride in it. I built that place, after all, and I made more money than the whole gang combined when I was just 15 years old. Who the hell does that? Me, that's who. At what cost?...It doesn't matter anymore.

I swallowed the pills, and Leena read the message, with that annoying yet cute voice of hers...

"it says... 'man, we have the bags ready. the meeting place is the club where your toy used to work. Meet us there at 8 PM.'" Leena scoffed annoyed, there it comes...

"So 'toy' is the nickname your gang uses for me? how nice Alex."

I opened the door and stood towering over her; she's so small, yet she has so much attitude, damn tiny perfect body.

"Don't start nagging, haven't you read the message yet? I have work to do..." I walked past her, heading towards our room, which was a complete mess, a perfect mess just like us.

"Where the heck is my t-shirt?"

"You're still high i see..." she sass back, tossing the t-shirt in my face and now she was only wearing her bra...okay good...

"Oh, right, you were wearing it. But I'm not that high, so shut up." I put on the t-shirt and now it smells like her. Leena always changes everything around her; it's still hard to understand, even after all this time we've been together.

As i was getting dressed, I saw that expression on her face; I know that expression as well as i know everything else about her—her pleasure, her pain...

"No, you can't come."

"The message said the bags would be delivered to my old club... I want to visit my sisters"

I grumbled annoyed as i roughly fastened my seatbelt. "First of all, they're not your sisters, and secondly, what if one of your former clients is there? I don't need any fucking drama tonight"

She approached me angrily, as usual, but it was funny to see those defiant eyes. yeah toy is the perfect nickname; little rabbit works too.

"Can you stop being such a freaking idiot for once in your damn life, Alex?"

Yeah, i was always the idiot, the jerk, the cold-hearted bastard; she knew that, and yet here we are.

"For goodness' sake! fine!, just get dressed and be quiet. I'm here focusing on making money, while you're just throwing a tantrum"

I stormed out through the front door to wait for her outside in the cold night, smoking a cigarette. It was going to be a long night, but Leena has that habit of doing things like...kind of interesting.