Milan

"Guess whose names are going into  little, black book."

I finished braiding my hair into a halo and glanced at Jack. "Shut up." I hissed.

"Seriously. Shut up.'' Tabby threw a pillow at him.

"I mean, once he finds out that you two snuck out, he's going to kill you two." He grinned.

"I mean, once he finds out that you let us sneak out, he's going to kill you." I grinned back.

He took a big gulp and blinked rapidly. "Okay guys, please don't go. I value my life." He pleaded.

"Yeaaaaaa....we don't care." Tabitha said bluntly as she inspected her nails. Then she looked at me. "I need a manicure."

I looked down at my own, a shade of deep red, slowly beginning to chip off. "Me too, we should go do that while it's still early and go watch a movie or somethin'." I grinned.

"That sounds like fun." Tabby grinned.

"Sounds like more reasons for me to get murdered." Jack grumbled.

"Guess what, Jay." I turned around to face him. "What?" He raised an eyebrow.

I made a funnel with my hands around my mouth. "♩ Don't nobody caa-aaare ♩" I sang and he scowled. "Now get out so we can get dressed."

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"How do I look?" I asked as I adjusted my scarf.

"Like Dean is going to murder you for looking that good and torture then murder any guy that looks at you." Jack leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed, watching us with a blank expression.

"Oh come on. It's not that bad." I looked down at myself.

"Don't tell Dean I said this, but," he leaned in closer so he could whisper, "your ass is huge and the fact that you're wearing those shorts aren't making it any better."

I rolled my eyes. "And? I can't help that I have all the right junk in all the right places." I placed my hands on my hips.

"You tell him, Megan." Tabby snapped her fingers sassily.

Jack raised his hands in surrender. "Don't say that I didn't warn you."

"Lo que sea." I shook my head and inspected myself in the mirror. I chose to wear an emerald sweater with cut out, shorts and black tights under them, black combat boots, and a red scarf to pull it all together.

"Come on, Tabby. Let's go." I grabbed  my wallet and phone. I know what you all are thinking. (What happened to all of the tracking devices in your stuff?)

I spent the last two weeks planting them everywhere around the house. I even stuck one in his office. He's going to be so paranoid.

Tabby and I walked down the stairs where we ran into Dean who was wearing his business attire. He scowled down at me and I smiled at him, batting my eyelashes.

"Why are you dressed like that?" He asked.

"Can't a chica look good around the house?" I placed a hand on my hip.

His face was wiped clean from any expression as he looked at me. "I'm not dumb, Milan."

"I never said you were."  I blinked slowly at him.

Then the doorbell sounded. He looked at the door then back at me. "Milan. I swear, if you drive off anywhere, I'm destroying your car." He growled.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. He breaks the Beauty I break him.

He smoothed out the nonexistent creases in his jacket and walked over to the door. Before he opened it, he looked over his shoulder at me and motioned me to get out with his head. With no objections, I walked into the kitchen to grab my personalized bottle of water from the fridge. I opened it and took one sip and spit it right back out.

Vinegar... The two idiots put vinegar in my water.... How did I not smell this...They're dying the next time I see them...

I turned around to see Jack smiling at me. "Still thirsty?"

"Shut up." I pushed past him. He grabbed my wrist and I stopped to look at him. "What?"

"Mils, please don't go." He pleaded.

"Jack, I need to get out of this house or I shoot everyone in it." I smiled pleasantly.

He sighed and hung his head, letting his hair falling in his face. Then he combed his hair back with his fingers as he lifted his head and stared at me. "Okay...promise me one thing."

"And what is that?" I raised an eyebrow.

He pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead. "Stay safe."

I felt my cheeks flush. "I will." Then I pulled myself away from him and met up with Tabitha at the front door.

"You just gave Dean another reason to kill my cousin." She frowned at me.

"Sorry." I said quietly.

"Don't be! I'm glad!" She clapped a little too happily for my taste.

I rolled my eyes and opened the door and I gasped. Mikey stood there with blood splattered over his light blue shirt and he wore a troubled expression. He seemed to be in a daze.

"Mikey?" I said quietly. "I'll go wait on the couch.

He slowly turned his head to look at me. "Mils..." He said quietly.

"Mikes...what's wrong?" I asked him slowly.

"Mils..I-I k-killed someone." He said quietly as his eyes slowly filled to the rim with tears.

I walked up to him and pulled him into my arms. He wept loudly on my shoulder while muttering incoherent words.

"Shhhh... Calm down." I squeezed him tightly. "We're going for a drive like old times and talk. Is that okay?" He nodded. "Change of plans, Tabby. My brother needs me."

"Okay." She called back out to me. I took his hand and we walked to the Black Beauty.