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She is leaning against the white wall across me. She still looks like a crap. Like walking dead.

The silver gun glitters back at me. Fuck, does she even know how to use it? Is he going to kill me now?!

"Close the door!" she yells at me.

I do what she ask me to. After all, this is a big gun.

"Irina, please put the gun down." I beg her, feeling the adrenalin rushing through my veins.

"You know," she starts, twisting the gun in her hands, "I never really knew what the whole deal was with a gun. Until...Until I killed for the first time."

I gulp. Kill?! She already killed someone?! "Irina,I'm sure you don't want to do this...." I say, looking into her deathly green eyes. she seems scared and sophisticated at the same time. She reminds me of Richard.

Oh no Richard! I put my hand in my stomach right away. My little horserace. No one gets to hurt my little horserace. No one!

"Just answer me one question, Nicomaine." she says, walking over to me.

I nodd, "Anything." I reach into the pocket of my coat and start to dial his number. Luckily, I know Richard's number by heart. Then I push the green button before I put the volume on a very low level, so she won't hear him.

"Why did he chose you?" she ask me, her head slightly turn to my side. "I mean out of all these women he could have chosen anyone. But he chose you." she says, pointing the gun right into my chest.

Is she going to pull the trigger now? I am silent.

"Answer me!" she yells.

"I...I don't know."

"Don't lie to me!" she says and hits me with a silver gun in my face.

I feel my blood pounding. My cheek is red and it really hurts. "He fell in love with me." I answer back in a whisper, feeling tears rolling down my cheek. No don't cry Nicomaine! That way she will only have more power over you.

"Love?!" she ask me and fakes a laugh. "Oh no honey. Richard Faulkerson doesn't love!" she says and hits me again. This time in my ribs.

I feel the pain running through my veins right away. They just healed you fucking skunk!

"Irina, please put the gun down. You don't want to hurt anyone, do you?"

"He should pick me! Me!" she yells at me, pointing with the gun at me. "Not you! You are just.....A whore he met on the streets!"

I am anything but a whore! "What are you going to do after you killed me, Irina?" I ask her. I need to keep her talking. It will give me time. Time to think. Time for Richard to come and save me.

"He loves me! Me!" she yells "You have no idea what history we have. How can he throw it away in a blink of an eye?! "she asks me and suddenly I understand. She is not after me. She's just hurt. Her heart is shattered. He broke her heart. she loved him.

I nodd. "I'm sorry."

"No! I don't need your fucking sorry! You are the reason why he left me!" she yells again.

I am silent.

"It's your fault!" she yells again and I hear a knock at the door.

Oh finally!

"Who is on the door?" she ask me. "Did you call anyone?!"

I shake my head, feeling the gun pressed against my chest. Tears roll down my cheek.

"Open the door!" she yells and I open the door with shaky fingers.

It's not Richard. I remark and I feel my heart crash on the floor. It's my neighbor. Eric.

"I heard someone yelling."

"Everything is alright." I answer, feeling the gun pressing it's way through my back.

"Good...See you around, Nicomaine." he says and walk away again.

I close my eyes , letting the tears roll down my cheeks as I close the door.

"He's gone."

"Good. Now sit down, I think we should have a little chat." she says pointing the gun at the red couch.

I sit down at the couch and stare into her scared eyes. "Irina, you don't want to do this."

"Quite!" she hits me again. "Gosh, are you so talkative when you're with Richard as well?!"

Oh yes I am.

Suddenly the door gets torn open. I see Jimmy storming in. Behind him are Nick and Richard. Everything happens in a blink of an eye.

Irina starts shooting. first at Jimmy, whom she didn't hit. Jimmy has amazing instincts! Nick hits the gun out of her hand so fast that my eyes nearly don't follow. Within a blink of an eye, Irina is laying on the floor, her hands getting enchained by Nick.

Wow, their education clearly payed off. They're excellent. I'm glad Richard hired them.

Richard....

I look over to Richard, his eyes are black. His body is tensed. His face is emotionless. he doesn't even recognize me fully. He's focused on her.

"I'll take it from here, gentlemen." he says in a sharp tone. "Jimmy, I want you to get Miss Mendoza out of this apartment."

Jimmy nodds at him. "Yes, Sir."

"Nick, I want you to wait for me in front door." he says to him.

"Of course, Sir." Nick says to him.

Irina looks into Richard's eyes. she stares into them and i can see the sparkle which seemed to be lost. He is her sparkle. Oh my God!

"I'll stay." I say in one breath. the scene fascinates me. The broken girl who gets saved by her hero. A hero who is mine.

Richard turn around and shoots a dark look at me. "No you won't."

"Yes, I will." I start arguing with him. His dark glance nearly scares me...Nearly.

"Jimmy." he say to him.

"Of course, Sir." Jimmy says, picking me up.

What the hell?! "Let me down!" I yell as he walks out with me.

I hear Richard and Irina talking in Russian. He's furious with her. She's trying to apologize. That's all I can hear from the distance which is getting bigger and bigger since Jimmy is walking down the hallway- with me still over his shoulders. God, How embarrassing!

"Mr. Faulkerson wants you out of the danger zone, Miss Mendoza. I believe it's for your both safety." Both. Fuck, i almost forgot my little horserace!

He places me on the floor in front of the building. "Thank you, Jimmy." I say and pull him a long hug. Something he didn't expect from me.

"No problem, Miss Mendoza." he says to me and hands me another tissue as the tears start rolling down my cheeks again.

"Would you like to go home?" he ask me.

The penthouse. Is it my home? I don't know. I think that's still up to debate-along with the discussion about our little horserace.

I shake my head, "No, Let's get something to eat. I'm hungry." I say to him.

He smiles softly at me before we cross the streets and walk into a local diner across from my apartment building.

Jimmy orders pancakes and an omelette for me, while he sticks to plain coffee.

"What do you think will happen now?" I ask him as I start eating my pancakes.

"I don't know Miss Mendoza. Nothing like this has ever happened before."

Another premier. I laugh before I continue eating.

"How are you feeling?" he asks me slowly.

I shrugg, "The adrenaline is holding me up so far. and my stomach is really hungry."

He smiles, "Of course. You have to eat for two now."

I blush and look away, "Have you heard the whole fight, Jimmy?"

"I'm afraid so. Miss Santos and I were in the kitchen when you came."

I nodd, "What has he done after I left?"

Jimmy's lip form a thin line. Is that a bad sign?

"Jimmy, I need to know." I urge him. I have to know.

"He freaked out and threw things around."

Oh my God! "Things?"

"Books,dishes,glasses.....Things"

My chin falls down, "He freaked out."

"Yes he did. Miss Santos is currently cleaning everything up. Including the spot on the wall."

The spot in the wall?! "Which spot, Jimmy?"

"The blood spot. Richard hit against the wall."

Fuck! I cover my open mouth with my hand.Suddenly, I am no longer hungry.

My eyes move over to my apartment building. He's walking out. Alone. Only now I recognize what he is wearing: A light grey coat beneath a suit. His usual business outfit.

What did he do to her?!

I turn my head around and take a sip of the orange juice. I am still mad at him. Grateful that he saved me, but yet mad.

Richard walks into the little diner and stops at our table. "We're set to go, Jimmy. Are you finished?" he ask me. Is he still mad?

I nodd.

"Let's go then." he says as we walk out of the diner.

"What did you do to her?" I ask him as we walk tot he car.

"Not now, Miss Mendoza." he hisses at me, "Get into the car."

I roll my eyes before I climb into the black SUV. He sits down next to me, all business like. Is he still mad? I don't know. He's wearing his poker face- along with his poker eyes.

I sigh. Will I ever be able to red his eyes?

"Where to, Mr. Faulkerson?"

"Home." he says and look at me.

I stare into his eyes before I feel his hands pulling me on his lap. I wrap my arms around his muscular body. Suddenly all my anger seems to be disappeared. "Richard......"

"Oh Maine....." he whispers, his nose buried in my neck. The he kisses me softly and carefully.

"Are you okay?" he asks me, putting a strand of hair behind my ear.

I nodd, "Now I am."

He smiles at me softly before he pulls me into another kiss- this time filled with a little more passion. " I thought I lost you again."

I smile back at him, "You will never lose me."

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