Six! I have taken my sixth bottle of liquor and I still feel normal. I want to get drunk so that all my pain and worries will flee!

Drunkenness doesn't take the pain away.

I know! Hey who said that? I ask myself looking up to see her again. My conscience.

If you know it doesn't take the pain away, why do you plan on getting drunk?

"Just go, I don't want anybody thinking I'm crazy", I say removing my eyes from her and taking a gulp of the sixth liquor in my hand.

Look for him! You know you miss him!

"Where do I start? He could be anywhere in this damn world. Is he still alive?"

"I'm pretty sure you're not insane", Nina's voice brings me out of my reverie.

"No I'm not I was talking to... ", I halt in my statement as I look at the spot where my conscience was but no one is there.

"You're talking to the air?", she states with a raised eyebrow.

"Never mind. How does it feel to be a twin to Dimitri?", I ask changing the topic.

"That dick head, always getting on my nerves but heaven knows I love that kid, so is anything going on between you and Jay?", She asks

Smooth! Real smooth!

"No, not a thing. Are you and Zayn like a thing or something?", I ask opening my seventh bottle of liquor and taking a sip.
She stops a guy passing with champagne and takes a cup.

"For me who's not an egg, you crack me up Jemima. Zayn is old and I'm not into boys", She giggles.

"Oh", was all I could manage. Wow! So she's a lesbian. I really wonder how girls date girls. Isn't it gross. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a thing against lesbians, it's just icky. I only hope she won't catch any feelings.

"Don't worry, I'm already dating someone else and she's amazing", she states taking a sip of her champagne.

"Right", I say looking around for someone, anyone to get more liquor.

"Yeah! Anyways I better get going. It's time for aunt's medication. See ya!", she says standing up to leave and draining the entire glass of its content.

"But the party is about to begin", I dryly exaggerate.

"It's past one in the morning Jemmy, we have definitely overstayed our welcome. Hope to see you soon", She says leaving in the direction for her aunt.

I freeze in my spot as I realized she called me Jemmy. Mr Valerian was the only one who called me that. I hurriedly grab my ninth bottle of liquor and gulp it in a rush. My ninth bottle! Wow! So fast.

I touch my forehead and wipe the cold sweat away with the back of my hand. That's better. I begin to feel light headed. I get up from my spot and move around.

"Hey Jemima!", Zara says excitedly.

"Hi", I simply state.

"You want to talk?"

"Sure! About what?"

"How you ended up being an assassin.

"Oh, uh Jon found me and took me in. He raised me as an assassin and just like that I became one"

"Yeah ok"

"You like Jay don't you?"

"Is it Obvious?"
I chuckle. It's obvious, very obvious. She has been fondling him and flirting with him all day.

"Omg! It's obvious", she says touching her chest in a dramatic fashion.

"Yea, but I don't think he noticed", I say walking her out of the house and unto the porch. Finally some fresh air!

"Yes! Because he's too busy looking at you all the time"

"He is? Well don't worry, I'll hook you up with him. I'm not interested in Jay, so... "

"Oh I'm not interested either, I just want to get in his pants", she says nonchalantly.

"What?", I ask in pure disbelief.

"Yea! I'm a player so I hate any sort of commitment. I just wanted to not miss this opportunity of getting into the most revered Mafia's pants. I better run now while I still have the chance", she says running off.

Impossible! Some girls and their high libido! I wonder what it'll feel like to be a player. Oh I know, my chances of various sexually transmitted diseases will be very high! No chance in hell. I begin to laugh at the  idea of being a player.

"May I know what's so funny?", a silvery voice demands jokingly.
I immediately stop laughing and look up at the bearer of such voice and take a sip of my twelfth bottle of liquor. I think I'm really drunk now.

"Nothing", I say dreamily.

"Well Jem... "

"Jemima ", I correct.

"My bad! Jemima, so tell me about you"

"I'm just an eighteen year old kid who loves killing people more than anything else and the way to my heart is through ice cream and cake. I have an amazing father and the best brother", I rant as I gulp some more liquor.

Everywhere becomes blur but I can still make out my surroundings.

"How many bottles have you had?", he asks sitting beside me on the front porch"

I stop a guy and collect my thirteenth bottle.

"This is my thirteenth bottle", I say taking a sip.

"Tell me something Zayn, is Zara your only sibling?"

"Why'd you ask?", he asks as I lean my head on his shoulder and he places his hand across my back, pulling me closer to him. I breath in his marshmallow, strawberry scent and my nerve calms down.

"No reason", I truly state. I don't know why I asked. I just felt the urge to ask. I cuddle up more and feel very comfortable in his hands. He draws me unto his laps. And I rest my head at the base of the crook. How can this amazing dude with jet black hair and a unique white streak, be so old? How can this feel so wrong and so right at the same time?

"Well I have an older brother, Zachary but he's away on business", he states drawing circles on my exposed laps.

I feel tingles everywhere he touches.

"We're outside", I say also drawing circles on his shoulder blades.

"Do you really give a fuck?", he asks and looks at me in the eye.

"No", I whisper breezily as I stare at his lips and he does same. Gosh! They look so succulent. He inches closer and I do same.

"You are beautiful Jemima", he says coming closer. I don't know what to say so I only lick my lips and I feel his hot breath on my skin. His hands move up my skirt and touches my wet pussy.

How does he have so much impact on me? I close my eyes as our lips touch and begin to move in sync. This is unlike any kiss I've had. I actually felt sparks when our lips touch. He swipes his tongue across my teeth and bites my lips for entrance.

I gasp so lowly, granting him access. I inch closer and my full boobs is now pressing against his hard chest. He pulls my panties to the side and inserts his fingers inside my pussy.

"Shit Zayn!", I moan as he does so and he traces kisses along the crook of my neck  and down my breast. He's about to unhook my bra but I freeze as I realize he's going to see the tattoo of Alan. Omg! Alan! I shouldn't do this to him.

"I can't continue Zayn!", I say pulling his hand out of my pussy. I get up from his body abruptly and straighten my dress. He gets up and looks at me with adoration.

"Is there someone else?", he asks lightly
I only nod in response and look away with the tears threatening to spill. He uses his middle finger to direct my face back to him and he hugs me.

"I'm sorry Jemima, I didn't mean to hurt you. You and Jay make a really great couple you know", he says trying to make light of the situation.

"Well, I'm not in love with Jay, I... ", I hiccup
"Love"... Hiccup "someone else"... Hiccup "and he's weally adowable"... Hiccup.

I'm drunk! I think to myself as I began to feel giddy and take a sip of my liquor. I think I lost count between nineteen and twenty.

"Jeez Jemima, you really make this so hard for me to resist", Zayn whispers as I feel his little member touching my clit.

"I'm all yours Zayn", I hiccup, yanking him by his shirt and smashing my lips against his. He immediately kisses back and I move to touch his huge dick.

"No Jem! As much as I want you, I can't take you in this state and this is probably the last time we'll see each other", he says in a disdainful manner. I pout my lips and try to kiss him again but he refuses and carries me bridal style into the house.

I frantically kick my legs in all directions and punch his chest.

"What's wrong with her?", Anita gasps rushing to my aid as does Zara,  Dimitri and Jay.
Zayn puts me down carefully and Jay makes move to hold me but I flinch from his grasp and hold unto Zayn. I see a look of hurt on his face but I couldn't care less.

"She had a little too much to drink", Zayn states trying to hold me in place. Why won't everything stand still. The world is shaking violently.

"I want to sweep", I say throwing my hands up into the air.

"I can't believe this is the most feared assassin!", Jay says face palming.

"Oh please do, this place is a mess!", Dimitri jokingly says.

"Hey you better watch it" I hiccup again, bringing out my dagger from my back, trying to hold a mean face but fail miserably.

"Just take her to her room", Zara speaks for the first time.

"Alright", Jay says holding my hand to take me upstairs but I decline as I hold on to Zayn.

"Do you mind showing me her room?", Zayn asks Anita and Anita motions for him to follow her.

Getting to my room, I fall on the bed and fall into a deep slumber but not before Zayn kisses me on the cheek goodbye.

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A/N
Is Jem developing feelings for Zayn or is she up to something? Or is Zayn developing feelings for Jem or is he up to something?

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