Chapter Ten: Meeting Them.

Atoms POV

After about an hour of me rolling around in my bed/nest trying to either go back to sleep or just imagining scenarios of myself and fictional characters together while also trying to hide from the sun, I finally decided to actually wake up and at least try to function.

I sit up and stretch my arms up over my head, the muscles in my back and arms stretch and my wounds luckily not threatening to open back up anymore. I feel a small pain in my shoulders as a small whine escapes my vocal chords.

I yawn placing my hands in my lap grabbing one of the blankets on the inside in my nest to wrap around myself. I didn't care if my room was currently 73°F, it's cold!

I climb out of my nest that's made up of throw blankets and pillows as I tie a blanket around my neck carefully trying to avoid hitting my leg on anything.

"Miggggyyyyyyyyy." I yell in a very purposely annoying voice sitting on the edge of my bed. Not getting a response I look over to where he usually is on the couch waiting for me to wake up to find it empty. ".....".

"Wow we've been here for two weeks in this hell hole and when we need him he's not even where we need him?" My inner monologue thought, getting irritated.

Contemplating on what to do for a second, I grab my button and call in my assistant then I decide to crawl back into my nest and just lay back in my stomach and grab my phone and start playing on my phone and reading.

After a while my peripheral vision picks up on someone opening the door. Walking in the room Mig dismisses my assistant/butler. "Heyyyyyyy I was hanging out with her!" I whine as my eyes watch the attractive woman leave the room (and me).

Mig rolls his eyes and walks towards me. "Nooooo leave me alone you made my friend go bye bye." I say sitting up frowning. "Stop acting like a child." Mig said, crossing his arms. I huff in response glaring at him. "What cha reading?" Mig questions looking at my phone while standing beside my bed.

"What happens in my wattpad library, stays in my wattpad library." I say looking at him not exchanging my expression. "I don't wanna know..." He says in a bit concerned and confused tone.

"It's mostly just fanfiction, nothing too bad." I say shrugging. "Ya whatever. Anyway we have things to do, people to meet, and to try and stay alive." Might says putting his hand in his pockets.

"Meh, if I die I die." I say laying back down trying to finish reading a chapter of the book I was reading. "You might actually die, you know that right." Mig says annoyed while walking over to my closet.

"I mean I don't want to be alive but I also don't want to not exist." I say putting down my phone. "You're confusing." Mig says going through the formal clothing in my closet.

"No, you're just not as mentally unstable as I am." I reply. I sit up watching him go through my clothes.

"What are you doing?" I ask, tilting my head to the side. "You have a meeting today so I'm trying to find something for you to wear...." He replies looking at things one at a time. I hum in response.

"FUCK!" Mig yells out in irritation. "What?" I ask looking at the very frustrated boy. "You have white hair... I don't know what looks good with white hair..." Mig says irritated. "Black... It's pretty much all I wear anyway so just hand me that dress." I reply pointing to a black midi sleeveless halter top dress with a flowy bottom. "Oh.... That works." Mig said grabbing and looking at the dress. I roll my eyes at him. "So who are we meeting with." I asked Mig looking at him curiously even though I'm fully aware of who we are meeting.

"I don't wanna meet our daaadddd." My inner monologue whined. "Shush. If we don't do it now we probably never will, just rip the bandaid off." The other one responded.

"We don't rip it off, we peel it off because then it doesn't hurt as bad..." The first one responded. "Well you're not normal." My second inner monologue said back.

"We, we are not normal. We are one." The first said confidently but it was almost like it was a priest saying it. "Shut up." The other replied.

I tried ignoring the voices in my head and focused on what Miggy was saying. "So after we meet your dad we have a few files for you to read over when we get back, as in I mean it's gonna take a few days considering how fast you read and take breaks and all that put into thought." Mig said, grabbing something from a drawer.

"Put these on." Mig said handing me clothes and accessories. "But It's soooo early." I complain. "It's literally 3pm." Mig replies, rolling his eyes. "And yo' point is exactly?" I responded with an exaggerated attitude in my voice. He just groaned and walked into my bathroom to find stuff to do my hair and makeup while I changed

"Ok so makeup?" Mig asked, setting my travel makeup suitcase thing on my bed. "Only if I get to make myself look like a zombie by using special effects." My inner monologue chimes in. "Nah I'm good." I responded while playing with the bottom of the dress getting irritated that I'm wearing a dress in the first place.

"Ok what do you want to do with your hair?" Mig asked. "Nothing, it's fine how it is." I say grabbing my phone and unlocking it with my fingerprint. "Iiittttccchhyyyyyyyyy!!!! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" My inner monologue yells focusing on the dress irritating my skin. Getting irritated by the material I pull the dress up and over my head and throw it across the room.

"Really?" Mig say looking at me raising an eyebrow. "I mean like I don't mind looking at you in this state but..." Mig says having that stupid smirk on his face. "Just get me some black shorts and that white and black shirt that I never wear." I say grabbing my phone again. Mig walked away and groaned in irritation going and getting me the clothing I asked for.

After I was dressed I hung out downstairs in the living room watching anime with Miggy while waiting for my grandfather. While partially hanging off the navy leather sofa upside down with my feet on the back if it Mig and I watch the scene in awe looking at the two characters.

"Huh.... Yup she's definitely best girl." I say watching the blue haired anime character making a heartfelt speech to the character she's in love with.

"She will now forever be my waifu." I say falling more in love with the cute character. "She's amazing, and she looks so cute in her maid outfit!!!" Mig says, swooning over the fictional character. "I wish fictional characters were real..." We say in union.

The black door swings open and my grandfather walks in in a black suit with a white button up on underneath the black jacket. "We leave in five." He says fixing his hair. I press the button to pause to show and look at him.

"How about after this episode?" I say trying to compromise. "No." He replies. "How about yes?" I say shooting fingers guns at him. "Atom Kamiko Franzese!" He says very seriously.

"Ya know I'm never gonna get used to that..." I say looking down and to the side at a random spot. "Four minutes." Marco says looking at his watch then walking away.

"Can I have a gun or something just in case?" I ask, tilting my head. "No." An italian man says grabbing weapons out of a case and strapping them to himself and handing a few to some other men as they get ready. "Damn, who died and made you dictator." I say looking at the man up and down.

Getting out of the black SUV I noticed a different car with 4 other men getting out of it. "Ok so that would make 8 people on Marcos' side." My inner monologue says, counting the men. I hop over to Mig and watch him check his gun then put it in its holster.

"Attack." I say as I jump on him without warning. "What the actual fuck Atom?!" Mig said, jolting in surprise. "Chillllll and have funnnnnnnn." I say giggling. "What are you on? Cause I want some." Mig said, grabbing my legs to support me better and started walking.

"Hey Jax." I say looking at the blonde haired guy that helped kidnap me. "Hello Miss Atom." He said, hiding very well that he was shocked that I was speaking to him.

"So what's with the restaurant? Neutral territory or meeting territory?" I ask looking at the place we're walking towards. "It's where your father does his work, but its neutral territory." Marco says staying near me. "Now behave." Marco said before opening the door.

"Now, we wouldn't want to give them false expectations now would we?" I say as a response. I grabbed my black jacket out of Miggy's hands as we walked into a pretty fancy Italian place with dim lights, a small band playing classical music, warm and dark colors filling the room.

"Not bad." My inner monologue said nodding in approval. After one of Marco's men talks to someone we head to a private room.

The room has a dark wood trim that met about halfway up the wall and then it was white walls, and bright enough to see but still give off the same energy as the rest of the restaurant. A big black table sat in the middle of the room it decorated perfectly. Meanwhile occupying the chairs; there were four adults, two kids about my age who kinda looked like me only male and not albino and a teenager who looked about eighteen.

A Japanese man with black and ice blue tipped hair and a Black man with curly black hair and it shaved on the sides with designs shaved into it stood up from their seats and glared at Marco and his men. "Hello my son and son-in-law." Marco said, fake smiling at the two men in front of him.

The men gritted their teeth at the sight of the man. The other people in the room glared at each other causing the tension in the room to rise by the second, meanwhile my inner monologue is laughing it's head off and having the time of its life.

(Thank you to reilly_111 on wattpad for letting me use a quote for my book!)