.....Evie....
....25.......
It’s been 14 days.
How did I know? Anika brought me a calendar and a grandpa clock that ticks so loudly, oddly to remind me of the time she so much conceive is not on my side. The small room started to stink, maybe it is because of the lack of ventilation or it is because of the bad odour coming from me due to the sweat from the unbearable heat.
All I have done for the past two weeks is wait, wait for Cara to get the information we are looking for but she still hasn’t come, that gets me very worried. I haven’t drunk a lot of water or eaten any good food in the past fourteen days. Anika is trying to get into my head because she knows she can’t hurt me physically or she can but it won’t be of any good use.
I dont care about any kind of physical pain, I have already made my peace with that suffering. As I sit in the darkness, I hear the door knob clicks and turn. The door creak and I raise my head to meet eyes with the storm, the chaos I’ve been craving for the past two weeks. She smiles at me and gently closes the door behind her. She runs towards me, engulfing me in one of her bone crashing hugs. The very one I pretend to hate.
“Stop...choking...me” I manage to breathe out as she fiercely hugs my lungs out.
“I have missed you baby....” she say, detaching herself from me as she scrunches her nose “ you wreak” She says and let’s go off me, smiling one more time. I give her a pointed look and she giggles.
“I haven’t found anything about your bald headed brother in law or your father in her archive, personal library or even in her drawers, on her laptop...” She shrugs as she says the last part.
“Nothing. It’s like she has erased every trace of them from her system. “ she continues to tell me and it only confirms my suspicion. The fact that Anika is bigger than what I have already discovered and I should find more.
“ Maybe... we don’t need those documents.” I smirk “ I have a wild theory about Anika.” I blurt out to her, seeing her curiosity peak up. She folds her hands on her chest “I’m listening.” A mischievous excitement laced in her voice.
“I’ve been thinking about Anika, about the connection she has with the Ivanov brothers, her dealings with my father and the most important question how she knows Ari. She took over her father’s criminal empire after his sudden death. A death she caused? Most of my digging about that death hut a dead end. The case went cold after the FBI didn’t get any evidence to prove that Anika did it.”
“So?..” She asks curiously trying to process the depth of my analysis. “if we want to bring her down and ruin her empire, we have to start from the beginning.” She smiles slyly and I already see that chaotic brain working 12miles per hour. “Anika either killed her father or hired someone to do it. Our best bet is finding the murder weapon or the person she hired“
“And where do you think she would keep something like that...the weapon, I mean.?” Her look says it all. She mirrors my thinking and I know we are both on the same page.
“Her father’s house. Whatever information we want, only that house can provide.” She smiles so widely that I begin to think it will break her cheekbones.
“So....” she announces, dragging her voice. I nod, already knowing what her question is.
“its time for me to cause some chaos?”
“Yes baby, burn this house to the ground.” I say in a low tone and she giggles.
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After a few minutes, she unties me and we head out to the direction of the place Anika has kept Ari. As I walk down the basement, my heart pounds against my chest, the unsettling feeling of rejection is gnawing. What if he doesn’t want to leave? I ask myself as I descend the stairs and meet eyes with him. My chest tightens at the bloody sight of him.
His brown eyes, now black around the outer part and blood red around the irises holds anger when it settles on me. He scoffs, as I walk carefully towards him wishing things and circumstances were different. Wishing we hadn’t met at a night club and feasted on lust. Wishing he hasn’t tied up by a delusional middle aged woman who enjoyed having him in her bed for the obsession of it. Wishing I wasn’t an Irish princess set to take over the throne after her father. The one who has caused his absolute doom.
“Don’t tell me any crap about how you are on a rescue mission to save me from the queen of the dead.” He spits out, his voice strained, maybe from the physical pain he is in. as I see his bloody gums, the scar across his left cheek, down to his jaw. I try to touch his face, but he moves it away.
“Yes.” I say simply with a shrug and he scoffs “ how convenient. “
“I’m not the bad guy here.” I tell him, trying to convince myself about the same thing but when in actual reality I am or I’m even worse.
“I see....” another scoff “so it’s Anika then.” The sheer and raw sarcasm in his tone breaks me to the bone but I don’t show it. I don’t show how utterly hurt I am by his words. His eyes move around the room “I prefer this room to wherever you want to take me to.”
“Why?” I choke out, swallowing the bile that forms in my throat. The pain of his rejection affects me more than I anticipated it would. “Because its my reality. This? All this darkness and pain... I was born and raised in it. I don’t wish to escape my reality.... especially not with you.”
“She will kill you in here.” I whisper
“then let her.” He shouts, almost as if he is begging me to leave. Tears I’ve tried to banish to threaten to spill out of my eyes and the hate I see in his, is the ice breaker I needed to take the hint.
“I would rather die in the hands of Anika than live in yours. What is it you called me again?.... a dancer.” I take a step back, realising that Anika made her play, a play I wasn’t ready with a counter action plan. He continues. “A dancer forced to dance to the music of two most powerful women. A dance of lust, a pawn on the chessboard, ready to be sacrificed. “ He grits out, barely able to contain his rage. “you’re not a pawn. I care about you” under these distraught circumstances, I doubt these words will help. “Care?....” He croaks out, a little chuckle escaping from his full lips. “If this is what you call care then I don’t want it.”
“I had no choice. What was I supposed to do when the odds were against me? Now it is my time to shout, my turn to make him listen to me. “She had you in slavery and I...”
"....And you bought me into yours” He cuts me off. I walk towards him, crouching to his level. “I can’t leave you here, and I can’t explain anything to you. “ I say as I start to untie him.
“Guys we need to leave. The timer is set” Cara says as she runs down the stairs. I nod and finish untying Ari. “Shit Evie, your boyfriend looks a mess” She says and I look at her over my shoulder....”A little help?” She runs over and we carry him through the back door of the basement.
As we step out into the light, I see Anika and her girls surrounding the building, waiting for us. I roll my eyes and sigh.
“Evie....Evie...Evie.” She mocks. “what exactly am I going to do with you and your little minions.” She looks at Cara and smiles. The smile of evil, a very powerful smile that will make anyone who doesn’t know any better, think she is in control.
“Trust me. You will let us walk out of here, alive and with escorts.” I give her my own smile and she laughs “oh really? .... And tell me why I would do that?” I let go of Ari and Cara holds on to him.
“One. Because I have that your trojan horse? The trump card you were hiding from the world....I happen to have eyes on her as we are speaking....one call, that’s all it takes to burn all this to the ground. Your legacy, your image, your throne. ” I see a slight change in her movements, she starts to look not so confident.....so I continue “And two. I have men everywhere, trust me, one shot at me and you will die.” I fold my hands across my chest and walk to stand directly in front of her, looking dead into her eyes. “Come on Anika, you and I know that killing me right now....is not advisable for you. So from one criminal to the other, don’t fight this.” She smirks and raises her hands to signal her women to drop the guns.
My men drive into the premises, breaking her steel gate and I give Ari to them as soon as the stop and get out of the car. I walk towards the car as well.
“Princess Evie!!!” she calls out “I hope you know how to hide. “
I stop and turn. “I’ve been doing it my whole life.” I smirk as Cara and I go to sit in our car and just then there’s the explosion.
Cara picks up her machine gun, roll the windows of our car and starts a classic Cara shake down, killing most of Anika’s guards. Our car drives past the already destroyed steel gate, through the woods. Cara starts to laugh uncontrollably, shouting on top of her lungs. I see the pump of adrenaline in her eyes, the excitement of causing chaos as she sits by my side.
“Whoa!!! I should have taken a selfie and sent it to that bitch head Reginald.” She says few minutes after settling down. I give her a pointed look as she pouts. ”still in love with him?” I ask and she nods. Then we burst out.
And this is our normal. Two chaotic best friends loving each other and causing chaos doing it.
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