Deciding to follow through on her PROMISE, Natalia did actually show up to a designated time and place, but unsure of the LUXURY, didn’t overdress.
He didn’t SEEM like the type to go over the top on a first date.
But not any less FUN.
“I thought you might have changed your MIND. Was beginning to worry you wouldn’t SHOW UP.”
The truth of the matter was he DIDN’T want to show up, but he WENT through with it anyways. Nothing could HAPPEN if he just played his part, but at least he’d be able to say he had REAL plans for the night.
“Aww, you don’t even TRUST me to keep a PROMISE?” He couldn’t help, but roll his eyes at his own statement – especially since he wanted to AVOID coming here at all costs. Still, it wasn’t like there was any going back now. “You WOUND me.”
Natalia crouched forward in a PREDATORY stance and growled at him, threatening him to even TRY anything when she was still FURIOUS.
ENDING a relationship could’ve been on better terms for any OTHER couple in the world. But she was close to KILLING and might’ve even tried if she hadn’t known it was near IMPOSSIBLE to kill this one man.
“I HATE you!”
If this was ANY other sort of relationship, maybe he’d have ATTEMPTED to end it on decent terms. That would have been ADVISABLE and yet… this wasn’t the USUAL sort of one.
Ky HATED when he didn’t get what he wanted; a reason to why he was ATTEMPTING to keep himself from doing anything he’d REGRET. “Join the club,” he said, making his way towards the door. “EVERYONE does.”
And THERE he went, acting all CONFIDENT and sly when SHE had to bring up the date in the first place. CUTE.
“I’ll SEE you then,” the agent hummed, not having the SLIGHTEST CLUE about the literal hell she was about to be involved in. Her OWN fault, really, for letting such a pretty face distract her instinct that warned her against dating any stranger.
Acting confident was easy; KEEPING the act up in the long term was another matter completely. It was something he still was learning to master, but all the same, it was a CHALLENGE. one, that he would SUCEED at.
“Trust me, you WON’T regret it.” Truth be told, he didn’t even think things would get VERY far, but it would be a NICE distraction. Even if it only lasted a SHORT amount of time. “It will be a HELL of a good time.”
“You just TOLD ME that I wasn’t worth it and that you didn’t even WANT me anymore. This is my apartment!”
And SCREW IT. Natalia didn’t care what their relationship, the shattered remains, that she promised never to let their fights get physical – she reached out and SLAPPED him against the face as HARD as she could manage.
“GET OUT!”
He DESERVED that slap across the face. He knew he deserved it more than most with his UNPREDICTABLE and EVER SHIFTING attitude.
However, he took the blow with STYLE. Glaring back at her and adjusting his jacket. Not even BOTHERING to retaliate back. No, it WASN’T worth his time to make this VIOLENT.
What had she REALLY been expecting? Their relationship had issues from the FIRST day – thinking it would end on DECENT terms was asking too much for the woman that had her entire life marked by TORTURE.
It made sense that the ONLY solid relationship would be with the most UNSTABLE man out there.
“LEAVE, Ky,” she repeated, not willing to throw another insult to add burn to an already broken relationship.
He knew he should have simply LEFT. Cut his losses and MOVED on. It wouldn’t have been hard, but he was DIFFICULT.
“Mmm, let me think about that.” A moment passed, another, and then another. He then snorted. “ Yeah, no. Give me a REASON to.”
“Don’t look so SCARED. I don’t bite EVERY guy that flirts with me,” she chuckled, reaching out a hand and giving his arm a gentle squeeze – and NOT reacting to the surprising tone she felt beneath her fingers.
“How about I slip into a PRETTY dress and meet you at that new five star place down the block TONIGHT? Say around eight? We can see where the night takes us from THERE.”
“Just MOST of them then?” He couldn’t help the slight grin that pulled at his lips. It was only there for a moment before fading, but it was still there all the same.
“Here I would have thought you’d bite ALL of them.” Or maybe that was just him. Still, it wasn’t like he was going to complain. It WOULD give him something to do and maybe a little more of he got lucky. “Either way? COUNT me in.”
Was it worth fighting ALL NIGHT over? Natalia had been in this PARTICULAR situation many times over, and despite the ANGER she was shooting at him with her eyes, knew it would only last for another week before the two had made up again.
“Oh, SCREW YOU,” she hissed as he tried to get another insult in. But she didn’t admit it – that one HURT.
“I mean, you HAVE before, but that is besides the POINT, isn’t it?” he smirked as he made his way towards the door. “Maybe you should be a bit more GRATEFUL that i even STICK around here.” Not that it mattered to him, but he was past the point of being DECENT for the time being.
ATTEMPTING TO BE DECENT was taxing and there was only so much he could do before ADMITTING defeat. A reason to why he half-expected her to SLAM her fist in his face, but when she actually AGREED he was pleasantly surprised ( for once ).
“Well, you COULD say that.” Of course, among other things, Ky thought he could at least attempt to show her a good time – even if deep down there was no doubt in his mind it would END badly… as usual.
Did he have NO sympathy? She could’ve been TAKEN because of HIM – and he wasn’t so much as implying he’d do anything to help and turned it around on HER.
“FUCK. YOU.”
Natalia didn’t think TWICE about that threat, all too familiar that he DID have the capability of making her life a literal LIVING HELL.
“I said GET OUT. Don’t try and FUCK your way out of this.”
sympathy would have meant he admitted he cared. he wasn’t about to due that as he didn’t. not truly – maybe he did in his own way, but not to normal standards.
“yeah, i know – anything else?” he asked, hands slipping into the pockets of his pants. “’cause, i’m sure you could name off quite a few more things to call me by the time i get to the door.” it wasn’t the first time nor the last time he’d be thrown out of a house, but at least he was being civil about it. well, more or less.
“an’ don’t worry, i won’t fuck my way out of this – you’re not worth it.”
“And what the FUCK makes you think you can decide when this is over, huh?” she growled, LUNGING forward to the same man she had chosen to move in with only weeks earlier. Now she was SHOVING hard against his chest to get him AWAY – which was relatively SOFT compared to what she could ACTUALLY do to him.
“GET OUT! It’s over!”
and there it was – that SPARK he enjoyed so much. he felt he could DECIDE as he always had to be the one in CONTROL. sadly enough, that wasn’t the case – a reason to why he smirked as she SHOVED him back. truth be told, he expected her to do something worse, but then again, he could have done the exact same thing. if he wished. for the moment, however, he was CONTENT with not lifting a finger – that way, he wouldn’t do anything he’d regret down the line.
“you seem to FORGET who i am, but fine,” he said, grin pulling at his lips. “i’ll leave – won’t even put up a fight.” of course, what he could do was BURN the place down, but he’d get to that… eventually. “but when the time comes? you’ll REGRET this.”
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