Walking in the rain

Chapter 12

Get horny bitchez

Afanas POV

I walked into her room grimly.

I do not like being on f*****g babysitting duty. There are hundreds of men that could do this, but Sinister insists that its me that should f*****g do this.

she sat on the bed, her eyes bloodshot, her face unmoving.

Did that asshole get her stoned?

She didn't even flinch when I walked over to her.

She looked...baked.

Her eyes were red and unmoving. Her body was stiff.

She had an hour before Sinister was coming, she needed to f*****g sober up.

Shit takes twice as long when you're high.

This little b***h has probably never gotten stoned before.

I stepped in front of her vision and I saw she was holding a finished joint.

I pulled it out of her grasp and threw it out.

Her eyes frowned at me.

"Bella, you need to shower, teper'" (now)

She looked up at me lazily, and held up her hands.

Like she wanted me to f*****g carry her.

"Suka, I'm not going to f*****g carry you. Get the f**k up."

She frowned and tried to get up, but of course she f*****g couldn't.

This girl is so small that she would be stoned in two hits.

Sinister would be pissed the f**k off if she wasn't ready.

Fuck it.

I grabbed her by the hips and hoisted her into my arms like a child.

Her chin rested on my shoulder and her legs wrapped around my waist as she clung to me.

Fuck this.

I carried her into the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

I sat her down on the closed lid of the toilet seat.

"Bella you need to get in the shower. It's going to be cold, but it'll help you sober up."

she bit down on her lips and gave me a look that would make any man take her right then and there.

I cursed under my breath and turned to leave when I heard her whine.

I turned back to her and frowned.

Her head nodded back and she began to fall of the seat.

I ran to her side and held the b***h upright.

Whatever Sinister gave her was stronger than weed.

He was so f****d up.

And so was she.

Of course she wouldn't know that whatever he gave her wasn't weed, this kid has probably never even smoked weed before.

"Help me." she whispered.

What the actual hell.

She tried to take off her halter top, and almost fell flat on her face with effort.

She f*****g wanted me to f*****g undress her.

If I undress her, then I'm not sure if I can not f**k her.

She pouted and I felt like I needed to shoot myself.

"f**k. Fine, okay."

Any guy would gladly do this, but not any guy can just stop himself after undressing a girl like this.

"Lift your damn hands up, suka."

She stumbled in the crowded bathroom, but finally her hands lifted, and I pulled off her halter.

I pulled down her skirt, and kneeled by her side.

I could f*****g eat this b***h out right now.

"Step." I said as she gripped my hair for balance and stepped out of her skirt.

She was now left in thin lingerie, she turned around so I could unhook her bra.

My finger trailed her back and with one swift moment, her bra fell off her shoulders.

God damn perfect t**s.

I kneeled down and slowly slid off her panties.

God damn perfect p***y.

She was so...beautiful. Her stoned as s**t eyes rolled back into her head as she stumbled and I gripped her naked body.

She's trying to f*****g kill me.

"stand f*****g still, suka."

I took off my suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves to my white dress shirt.

My suspenders held my hand guns and I reluctantly pulled them out.

"N-no" she said softly "you need to come in the shower with me."

I shook my head and tried not to look at her body, "dumbass, I know tha-"

"Naked."

What. The. s**t. f**k.

I paused, "you're a horny stoner, aren't you?"

I checked my phone.

We had 50 minutes. If sinister found out, he'd f*****g kill me, but this b***h would kill herself if she tried to shower on her own.

She wouldn't remember anyway.

"I'm not getting fully naked with you, horny suka."

I unbuttoned my shirt and stepped out of my dress shoes, dress pants and socks, until I was left in boxers.

She reached for me to take off my boxers but I grabbed her wrists.

"f*****g no. Get in the damn shower, you're lucky I'm f*****g doing this."

More like the other way around.I lifted her into the shower, and I felt her ass on my c**k and it f*****g destroyed me.

She struggled against me, I guess she didn't want to shower.

I held her head under the freezing tap, her dark hair getting soaked.

I washed her hair with the soap, and rubbed the suds.

I froze as I felt her tracing the tattoos on my arms.

She was going to f*****g destroy me, I'm the one that needs a cold shower right now.

I took in a deep breath and rested my forehead on her bony little shoulder.

This b***h is killing me. And I hate her for it.

She started mumbling things that made no sense at all, so I turned off the tap, and wrapped a towel around her.

she turned around to face me, water clung to her complexion.

I stepped out of the shower and lifted her out.

Her eyes were losing their red tinge.

I pulled out the black dress that sinister wanted her to wear.

I slipped on her panties and had her step into the dress.

"Here." I handed her a bag filled with makeup and a brush.

"Brush your hair, I'm going to get something to get rid of your high."

I don't know why I needed to explain myself to this little cunt. It's not like she could understand anyways.

I put on my clothes and shook my hair out.

I left the room to go downstairs, Sinister was sitting at a table having a meeting. His eyes frowned when he saw my wet hair and pissed off expression.

A small smile formed on his lips.

"ne sprashivayte." I growled even though this asshole knows exactly what he did. (Don't ask)

Not that I exactly mind.

I grabbed the medicine from the cabinet and a bottle of water before going back upstairs.

In the room, she stood, hair combed, trying to zip up her dress.

This girl can't do anything.

I stepped close behind her, her ass backed into my c**k and I felt her stiffen.

My calloused fingers felt for the zipper and she swept her hair back, as I lifted the zipper along the lines of her back.

She turned around, her eyes still rimmed with red.

"Open." I growled, she opened her mouth as I slid the pills in and poured the water down.

She swallowed and I felt her sway.

"when you feel sober enough, do your makeup. Sinister will be here in thirty minutes."

I left the beautifully sexy girl with the high cheek bones alone, and told myself to keep in mind that she's a horny stoner.

And I can't ever f**k that.

She's Sinister's after all.