19. messy

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It was the hottest night of all. I tossed and turned, took off my shorts and only slept with Matts shirt. The fan was only doing so little but barely. In the morning I was drenched in sweat, pushing Matt to his side of the bed.

"Matthew..." i groan as he hugged me. "Its too hot for this, you're all sticky and sweaty." I tried to get him off me but Matt played dead, kissing my face.

"Come on, its not that hot." We both laughed and i pushed him and straddling him. His hands were on my hips and i bent down.

"You like this too much." I whispered to his lips, smiling. His alarm went off and we both groaned. My head plopped on his chest and he hugs me there. "Can we just stay here all day?"

"We could but we know how Foggy is." He pulls my hair back. "I can be 10 minutes late." He flips me over and starts kissing my neck and I wrapped my legs around him.

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I rushed into the restaurant where I was supposed to meet River. He sees me, sighing and I sat down. He already ordered me something to drink and was now ordering food.

"I dont want to ask why you are late." He takes a sip of his water.

"Good." We've been closer since I told him about being the Red Widow. Im glad that he accepted and not freaked out about it. What he was is scared for me. "So?"

"Oh." He pulls out paperwork from his backpack and hands to me. "I should be getting best little brother award in the mail soon, because finding them was hard." I flipped through the pages about the Irish mob. Who were in it, family, occupation, everything, with the help of River. "When are you going to see them?"

"Tonight. I've been tracking them down since Fisk said-" the waiter came to drop our food off and we stayed quiet until he left. Once he left I continued. "They played a part in dads death, i just want answers. This is the only lead I got and I don't want to screw it up." I began to eat my sandwich.

"Can you go see Fisk?"

"I cant. I can't have people think im working with him, not anymore, and then put you and mom in danger. Fisk is a man you don't want to cross." I slide the papers into my bag.

"Hows things going with Matt?"

"Great actually, for the first time i found someone who wont hurt me, isn't going to kill me." I shoved more food into my mouth.

"He doesn't know huh." I shook my head. "Are you planning to tell him?"

"And say what? Hey Matt, Im the Red Widow and I've killed people, a ton." I scuffed. "One day maybe, just not now, not when everything is going great in my life."

"Sounds fair." He taps his fingers on the table, wanting to say something. I rolled my eyes.

"Go."

"So its true that THE Natasha Romanoff is your fake sister? Like how was it living with her? Yelena? Whos that? Was she older or younger? What was it like living with people that you didn't know? You dyed you hair green? I saw the picture on the nightstand. Did you get along with Natasha?" My eyes widen from the questions. Boy did he have a lot. "Sorry." He coughs.

"Its fine." We sat there, me telling him everything about Yelena and Natasha, why I don't along with Alexi and Natasha. Why I dyed my hair green. He was really into it.

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"Hey!" I walked into Josies, seeing Karen, Matt and Foggy by the pool table. The bar was crowded, which was hot, no AC and just cold drinks. Matt hands me a drink, already cold. "Thank you." I kissed his cheek and sipped on the coolness.

"Darts?" I shook my head. "Come on, I wont embarrass you!" He hands me two darts. Foggy went up first, missing the bullseye. "Im just warming up." He walks up and collects his darts. "You played before?"

"Nope, first time." He stands by my side and watches me. I focused and threw the two darts in the middle, bullseye. Karen laughs and quickly covers her mouth. I looked back, shrugged, at Foggy.

"First time huh? My ass." He mumbles and hands me a pool table stick to play. We played a couple of rounds, drinking away the night. "Okay, if you had to bring back anything back from the past, doesn't matter what, what will it be?" He comes up to the group. I did have to think, but i knew one thing.

"Oh! I had this doll, I carried it with me at all times. One day, I went to the beach and i dug her in the sand and well, i lost her." Karen nods and they look at me.

"I had this bunny, it was light blue and white, he had a pink bow." I closed my eyes. Remember that bunny like it was yesterday. "I was gifted that when i was a kid and i lost it a long time ago. Nico, thats what I named it." The one Alexi gave me the night I stayed with them.

"You had a stuffed bunny named Nico?" We all laughed. It was stupid but that stupid bunny was my everything. "You couldn't name it mr. Rabbit or hoppers?"

"What! I was 6!"i pulled my hair back, fanning myself. We continued to play and Karen went up, the boys were on a team and so was Karen and I. Josie comes with really cold water and I was dying!

"At least she brought water." Karen walked up, almost drinking it, we all stopped her.

"Oh! No! You don't wanna do that." I set the pitcher down.

"You cant drink the water here."

"Josies pipes have issues. Rust, mold." I nearly gagged.

"I think I can see the bacteria." I played around. We stepped away from the water and went back to our game.

"See, that is why we keep out cocktails neat."

"Pretend you're abroad, on vacation someplace exotic but no mojitos. Josie just throws mint in the beer." My head fell from laughing. These boys are so funny. "Take over Buddy, I gotta hit the head." Foggy hands Matt his stick as he heads to the bathroom.

"Dev, can you too? I gotta go too, maybe dunk my head in some cold water." I nodded and it was just me and Matt. I swayed myself to him, leaning on the table.

"Dont let her beauty distract you! She is as quick as she is beautiful." Foggy yells. "She reminds me of myself." He winks at me and Karen pushed him to go.

"This place brings out something special in Foggy."

"Are you sure its not the 5 shots of vodka i just bought him?" I cracked and he steps in closer to me.

"He just wants to beat your score. But its the company. He likes it when its the four of us." I bent down and looked at the table, aiming my shot. "He likes when you're around because he says that you bring out the best of me." I smiled to myself and hit the ball but missed.

"Shit." I whispered.

"What happened?"

"Theres goes my shutout." I flutter my eyes.

"Um, you're going for a shutout against a blind man? What did I get myself into?" He smiles. I placed my hand on his chest.

"I show no mercy."

"How do you sleep at night Ms. Hobbs?"

"With silk sheets, a hot man by my side, depending on the night, naked." Matt turns red. I love it when I made him all flustered. I put my stick away and grabbed Matts hand to show him where the ball is. I stick his hand out to touch the white ball. "Theres your cue. Alright, you're lined up with the cue ball. Six is at your two pocket straightaway." He repeated what I said, moving a bit. "You take your shot." He misses.

"How I do?"

"I seen 5 year olds do better but you've got potential." He shakes his head. I grabbed his shoulders and stood behind him. "Go again." We both reached for the white ball, hands tangled together, so close. My hand raced up his arm. Matt bends and so did I, whispering what he should do next. "Six ball." I rested my chin on his shoulder. "Straight ahead. Just real soft." He moves a bit. "If you get this in, I will do that thing you'll like." He smirks and hits it right in.

"The thing I like? Which one?" He turns to me.

"Yes!" Karen cheers.

"No!" Foggy yells in defeat.

"That good huh?" He smiles.

"Sunk the eight ball." I pecked his cheek.

"Well something went in."

"Ill tell you what. You boys re rack, i will buy rounds for the rematch." Karen claps and i stood next to her. "Devon, want to help?"

"Sure!" We both joined the crowd and head to the front and wait for Josie to come. I stood by this man, sweating, hyperventilating. I turned and I froze. Shit. He looks at me, eyes widen. Grotto. Irish.

"You probably had a great childhood huh? You live in such a big house, i cant imagine that." Karen went on. "Too bad you don't like talking about it. You having a great life, wonder how thats like. Hey, why don't you talk about your life?"

"Because I was taken and can't remember half of my life." She stays quiet. "We all have secrets right?" She turns to me. "Specially if you hid it too well." I grabbed the glasses and head on back. Karen clears her throat and walks behind me. I saw Grotto and Matt walk towards to us. Oh no.

"Hes got something to tell us." Matt said. Lawyer stuff. I knew Grotto. He was there when Fisk chatted with the head of the mob. He was scared to look at me in the eyes. What was he doing here.

"Ill see you at your place yeah?" I grabbed my bag and head to Matt.

"Yeah, you got the key." I kissed him and walked out out the bar. Rivers text went through and he told me to go check out the place I was supposed to meet the Irish. Great, i like where this is going.

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I stood on the roof across from the place. It was bloody. Cops, reporters, dead bodies. I was pissed. All of the Irish were dead. I wanted whoever killed them, dead. That was only lead I had. It took weeks to find them. I knew i had to wait out until they all left to get a closer look. I spent hours and hours until they left. I head my way there and looked at the bloody scene.

"Shit!" I screamed, kicked the wall. They really did a number. I headed back out and saw the Devil standing on the same roof. "Well aint this a bloody mess." I waltzed in.

"Did you do this?" He stands there.

"What? No! I would never!" He tilts his head, thinking I was lying. "Come on, seriously."

"I have a little trouble believing you." I held my hand over my heart. "You work for Fisk." I shushed him.

"Okay ouch but I deserve it." I walked up to him, dragged my hand across his chest. "But I didn't do this. I no longer work for him, i work for myself now, i like it that way." He grabs my wrist and stops me.

"Then why are you here?" I jerked my arm back.

"The Irish knew about something I need. I came here and well..." i eeked and looked down that the bloody scene. "Plus this is not my style. This is messy, i might be messy but not this messy. This is done in anger, someone isn't happy with the Irish." He stands besides me. "If I did this, the red room wouldn't be happy with me."

"Yeah..."

"Aw, the devil is now stumped by our new friend in Hell's Kitchen." I patted his cheek. "I need to find who did this, Im really pissed."

"No." He turns to me. "If we want to work together to find whoever did this, we do it my way." I chuckled.

"Controlling much?" I rolled my R. "Who said I wanted to be with you?" He stood there. He wasn't much of a talker. "Fine."

"No killing people."

"I cant make any promises."