JADA (18+)

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Jada

Of course, I was going to miss both Tash and my dad. I mean, they were close to me.

But, for some reason, I just can't cry. Like, it's just stubborn.

Maybe, I was still in shock and too many things had been on my mind.

I'm starting to sus Vladimir. Why did he have a key to my apartment and how did he get it? I always have my key.

Did I have it when he kidnapped me?

Most likely. Maybe that's when he made the duplicate. Why though?

How am I going to find that out?

I thought biting my nail in deep thought.

I just don't know...I can't trust Vladimir. Not like I trusted him before. Or, did I?

I feel like a small part of me did.

I sighed picking up my to call Vladimir.

"Jada?"

Fuck, weh mi ago seh? Mcheew mi hate call people and nuh know weh fi seh when them pick up essi.

"Vladimir?"

"Hey beautiful, how are you?" He asked. Why was he grunting?

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just stubbed my toe."

Oh...

"Did you want something?"

"No, well, yeah, I actually want to know when I'm gonna see you again."

The call went silent.

Okay? I should probably hang up.

"Really?"

"Yeah...."

"When do you want to see me?"

"Next week."

"Next week it is then."

Next Week Wednesday...

"Do your tattoos have meaning?" I asked tracing over the designs with my pointer finger as Vladimir massaged the toes on the foot that I had placed in his lap.

"No, they all just looked cool so I got them. Plus, the girls went feral for them so..that's a win I guess."

"You guess?" I asked absentmindedly tracing over different designs.

"Mhmm."

His tattoos actually did look cool.

Mi a get thirsty though.

"Do you want something to drink?"

I looked up at him with knitted eyebrows. Me know fi a FACT seh a inna my mind mi seh dat.

No, like really.

He chuckled at my confused expression before saying; "you keep licking your lips that's why."

What?...

"Oh, yeah, I am thirsty," I answered chuckling breathily.

"Preferences?"

I stared at him in subtle confusion.

Pref-oh...

"Umm, anything...maybe, wine?"

He smiled at me before gently taking my feet from his lap and heading to his kitchen to get my order.

I looked around and spotted his phone on my couch.