I ran up the stairs to my apartment, opened the door not to see Paige on the couch. I walked in knowing what was coming. I reached for my gun realizing I had left it in my room when I had headed to the beach.
"Damn it." I muttered hearing someone moving through the house. I saw Paige come around the corner with a gun pointed at me, she was clearly pissed. She had it pointed at my knee which wouldn't kill me but would hurt like hell.
"You took my car." she said in a low voice. "I'm pissed all I heard was my car pull away and then I saw your note." I went to move and she took the safety off.
"Paige just calm down, I was just borrowing it." I said taking a step toward my room. Her gun followed me as I moved.
"What'd you need it for to go surfing and get sand everywhere?" she said.
"Well actually yeah I did I went down to Chevron Reef and caught some nice waves." I said remembering my favorite wave. "You should have seen me." I looked at the keys in my hand and started plotting. A minute later I through the keys right at Paige's face running for my bedroom. I got through the door as a bullet hit me in the foot. I slid across the wood floors grabbing my gun off the bed and pointing it at the door in one fluid motion. As Paige ran in getting ready to pull the trigger I shot her in the calf. It was enough to make her fall to her knees and drop her gun. I grabbed it and ran to the phone dialing 911.
I threw the gun on the couch and grabbed a towel; I ran back to her and wrapped the towel around her leg so there wouldn't be any blood stains. I looked at my own foot gushing blood and walked into the bathroom running water over the wound. I grabbed my first aid kit pulling out the gauze. I walked to the door when I heard a knock. I let the paramedics in as they ran to Paige. As they left they saw my foot and made me come with them.
"It's not that bad trust me I've had worse." I said thinking of the many times I had been shot in the desert and patched it up myself. I thought back on it and realized that if I had a car this wouldn't have happened. I started to walk toward work watching the ambulance pull away when I remembered the Audi dealership a few blocks away. I walked toward it and thought of the cars I could buy. I walked into the main room going past the A4, the A8, the Q5, the TT, and the S4. I walked up to the Audi R8 Spyder admiring the way it looked and the speed it could get to.
A man walked up wearing a suit and a nametag that said Vladimir. He looked me up and down and started to move away.
"Hey you how much for the car?" I said.
"To much for you." he said.
"I don't know about that just tell me how much." I said glaring.
"It's 162,000 for the basic package." he said sighing.
"I'll take it." I said pulling out my credit card. I handed it to him and he laughed.
"Fine, let me go check that you have sufficient funds." he walked toward the computer. He came back ten minutes later. He motioned for me to follow him and led me to a desk. I sat in his office waiting for him to come back with the paperwork.
I turned my head and saw three men in suits walk in with a man in an expensive suit and Russian mob tattoos coating his neck and arms. He was said to be the leader in the US and Canada. They walked through the show room clearly looking for a car that they didn't yet possess. I slid down in my chair looking over at them before recognizing the guy in the between the guards. I had grown up with him as his uncle. He was Paige's godfather and also a Russian Mob Boss.
The guy came in with the papers and I signed them quickly and he signed the papers and handed me the keys to the car. I got up and slide the hat I had been carrying on and put sunglasses on to cover my face. I walked out not seeing anyone making my way to the door. I turned to see them bringing my car around when I ran smack into one of the guards. My sunglasses fell off and I found myself staring into the face of three angry men and another who looked incredulous. I ran past them and out the door. I jumped into my new car not caring about the engine or how fast I could go just wanting to get to work and forget about the whole thing.
I pulled into the driveway at HQ and dialed the hospital as I got out of the car.
"Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center how can I help you?" a nurse said a little too cheery for my taste.
"Yes I need an update on one of my family members her name is Paige Bennett." I said walking through the door into the office.
"Umm can you hold for a moment while I get the information?" she said still as cheery as ever.
"Sure it's not like I have anywhere to be." I muttered listening to the annoying music as I settled in at my new desk waiting for everyone else. It took fifteen minutes to get the girl back on the phone.
"Ma'am, are you there?" she said sounding a little frazzled like she should sound in a hospital.
"Yes I am can I get an update." I said.
"Umm she is in a recovery ward I can't tell you anything else but I could put you through to her." she said.
"That's all right I will just come by tonight." I said getting up from the desk and walking to the workout room. I hung up as I walked into the locker room. I changed into a tight fitting workout shirt that said Paddle Faster I Hear Banjos and a pair of yoga pants.
I walked out and started warming up with some basic Thai Chi moves. I moved onto more advanced moves until I was completely warmed up. I set up the punching bag so that I could kick the shit out of something. I had been practicing almost every form of martial arts since the age of 8 and I was considered an expert. I practiced for an hour straight not noticing the growing crowd forming to watch the spectacle. I turned to get some water and saw everyone watching me. I felt a little self-conscious feeling all the eyes boring into me. I walked past them and into the locker room grabbing a towel and going into one of the showers.
I felt the warm water rush over my body wiping away all the tension from my workout, my surfing, and all the other emotional shit I was dealing with. I climbed out of the shower wrapping the towel around me and grabbing my work clothes which consisted of a black tee shirt that had an open back and a pair of dark skinny jeans. I went to walk down stairs but I saw G practicing his hand to hand combat and I slid down the wall to a sitting position to watch.
He turned around and saw me there. I smiled as I felt like I was on pins and needles just because he had looked at me. I thought back on the other night, the way his hands felt against my body and the way it felt to kiss him. I got up and walked toward him.
When I got within a few feet I whispered just loud enough for him to hear "I enjoyed myself last night we should do it again." I turned then walking away from him and leaving what I had said to torture him just like it was torturing me.
***** That Night****
I walked into the hospital to pick my friend up. She was checking out and then she would be down. I saw her in a wheelchair being pushed by Dom of all people they were laughing together. I waved to them as they came toward me.
"Hey you, sorry about the leg but I went and got a car so I won't be needing yours anymore" I said hoping she had really forgiven me.
"Umm that's awesome but Dom's going to take me out to dinner and then bring me home." she said in a hopeful voice willing me to understand.
I nodded and watched them walk to his car and drive away. I smiled to myself, they made such a cute couple. My phone vibrated then and it said I had a text from G. I opened the message and it had a picture of beer and cheeseburgers with an address. I got into my car and followed my GPS to a house with the lights on.
I walked toward the door knowing how stupid I was being for falling head over heals for a guy who was my boss. But I turned off the reasonable part of my brain as I knocked on the door. G answered it smiled when he saw me. I walked in looking around his house which looked very similar to mine. I turned around as he shut the door and I took a step toward him which put me right in front of him. I kissed him and this time I knew I wouldn't stop. I dropped my bag and wrapped my arms around his neck still kissing him. He picked me up and carried me down the hall toward the bedroom.
I looked him in the eye and said "Our food is going to go bad sitting on the coffee table."
"Ohh screw the food we can order more." he said as he opened his bedroom door and pulled into the room. The only thing I could think was damn he is the perfect guy before I felt my shirt pulled off over my head.