Moonlight & Midnight

Atlas pov

The punch knocked the wind out of my lungs, and also my legs and I fell staring at the stars, while trying to catch my breath.

" Get up son, the Grays never give up". My dad said with a smirk, giving me his stretched hands i took it and got up, but I don't think I would survive another minute, plus the dagger stab to my thigh wasn't helping.

"Fucking hell". My mom yell running past my dad towards me, staring at my thigh. " Seriously Ray are you really are trying to kill him". She cursed out staring at my thigh, wondering if she should pull it out or not, but I just did it myself, and she almost fainted, she was just being dramatic.

" I swear to God Ray, am going to kill you". And she was on her period, she got too emotional, when it's her time of the month. My dad chuckled, placing a kiss on her cheek.

" Darling I would die a happy man, if I should die in your hands". Great,they just had to go all cheesy, while am still here.

" Here son". My dad called tossing the special pain killers. " You did good ". My dad said before walking off with my mom, and I couldn't help the smile on my face.

Trying not to limp so much I, walked into my room, in need of a three hour shower, and that's what I did, getting out of the shower, I took the pain killers and they worked like magic, falling on my bed I wanted to do nothing more but sleep, but the gentle tap on my door, runied the plan.

" Opened". I yell and my dad walked in with a huge box. " What's in the box". I asked, while he placed the box on my bed.

" Drum roll and tada". Staring at the box all I fucking saw where just guns, guns.

" Okay is there a reason why, a box filled with guns is on my bed". I ask, picking up a dagger, I just stared at it.

" Well they are yours".

" Mine". I asked and he just nodded. " Shouldn't it be illegal to give a nineteen year old so many guns and daggers".

" I won't tell if you don't". Smirking I picked up a gun, it was fancy, I liked it, but the bullets where strange and this guns, sure as hell weren't a regular gun.

" Are you going to explain anything". I asked swinging the dagger in my hands.

" Nope, but just know you are going to need them in the future, a lot". Okay, that could help.

" Here". Tossing me a necklace, that had the same symbols as the daggers, this is all confusing, and he isn't talking.

" Don't show it only when needed".

" And that would be?". I ask. " Oh you'll know when you see it". And this was becoming creepy, but I love the challenge.

" Okay". Throwing the dagger, it hits the wall behind my dad, missing him by an inch.

" nice shot". He said pulling out the dagger from the wall and tossing it back.

" Oh and don't tell your mom, or she's actually going to kill me". I could remember my mom freaking out for days, when dad got me a gun at age seven, that wasn't good.

" Now I need to go fuck your mom". He said, walking out of my room, I fell back on my bed in need of a long night, And that's what I did.

I wasn't a morning person, but my belly had other plans, and although it was almost noon it's still early. Walking down the stairs to the kitchen, I found Nina cooking, well pigs sure as hell better start flying.

" Morning my favorite big brother in the whole world". She said tossing the warm pancakes to me.

" First am your only big brother, scratch that only sibling, second is this posined?". She laughs.

" No!". Came her answer, taking a bite I groan at the taste.

" But I do want something". I should have seen that coming. " What?".

" Hmmm, there's this boy I like..".

" No". I say cutting her off. " But why, I haven't even said a word".

" Well, I don't want to know but you and boys is a big No". I took another bite while she just glared at me.

" First your not my dad, and second am sixteen, all my friends already lost count of their body count, and I still haven't had my first kiss, thanks to you and dad". She grumble.

" See this is what happens if your best friends with a slut"

" Ella's not a slut". She defends, making me give her the look, ' really?'.

" Okay maybe she is a slut, please don't tell her i said that". I laugh, causing her to giggle.

" Fine, what's his name?".

" Jason".

" Last name?".

"Richard".

" Age?".

" Eighteen".

" Tattoos?".

" A few". Sighing, I dropped my fork, leaning into my chair.

" Numbers of ex's?". I ask and I watch her eyes go wide, I was not going to like her answer.

" He...". She fumbles.

" He what?".

" Six". knowing she was lieing I didn't push cause I sure as hell won't like the answer.

" How long was his last relationship".

" Oh come on, Atlas". She yell, throwing her napkin at me.

" Seriously, he's obviously a red flag, why fall for someone like him".

" Atlas, I have had a crush on him for a while now, and I think he feels the same, I just want to know how to approach him". She explains.

" And your asking me because?".

" Atlas, your a definition of a man slut, no offense".

" Non taking".

" You have different girl evey day Atlas , you could give me some tips,I just want to know how to act around him".

" Just be your self Nina, and the Grays never break a sweat for anyone". Sighing she rolls her eyes.

" Anything else?". I ask and she just mumbled a No, kissing her forehead I left, walking into my room, I picked up my phone, placing a call.

" Hello Mr Gray".

" Jason Richard, eighteen and in his last year, I want everything about him, everything". I ordered.

" Sure Mr Gray". The call ended and I turned to find my dad in my door way.

" Ordering my staffs". That sounded like a question.

" Well I guess I should get used to it right?". I ask, while he laughs tossing a bag filled with bullets, again strange bullets.

" Have at least two guns with you when you leave the house"".

" Bad guys on our tail?". I asked loading up a gun.

" More than bad guys son, more than bad guys". Nodding I stare at the gun, I always had a feeling my dad runs a mafia gang, but he never admits it, he would always just say, mafia's aren't his thing, but I can't think of any other reason, why my training started at age five, my first gun at seven, first kill eleven, while he stills try to give me a normal life, and now I think we've got a problem.

"Well am off If your mom ask I went to meet an old friend ".

" Okay ". He walked out, keeping the gun, I made another call

" My house, don't be late". Tossing the phone I walked into the shower.

Walking out of the shower I found Sam on my bed and she wasn't late.

" I thought you forgot about me". She whispers walking seductively towards me, while I just watched her.

" Didn't you Miss me". Her fingers trailing the dragon tattoo on my chest, I didn't like that, and she sure as hell knew that, she just loves the punishment that comes with it.

Her lips close to mine, I didn't like tease. " Strip". She smiles before taking off her gown. " You know your safe word". Dragging her to my bed, she went on fours, pushing her ass into my dick, so demanding.

Taking off my towel, I thrust into her not giving her the time to adjust to my size, making her scream, she could never get used to me, thrusting into her, she threw her head back, giving me a good view of her tits, I kept thrusting into her, more like using her, and from the way she was clenching around me, she seemed to be enjoying it, taking hold of her golden blonde hair, I just kept pounding into her very hard, making her lose her balance.

" Atlas!!!!". Fuck it

" Atlas please I can't".

" Be a good slut and take it".

" Fuck it, Atlas am coming". That's it, I spanked her as once, twice, thrice, make that a fourth.

" Oh my fucking god". Her ass meeting my thrust half way, such a good slut.

" Atlas please, fucking please".

" Com". And that's all it took for her to exploded around me milking my dick, making it a sloppy sexy thrust, a few more thrust, I pulled out, turning her around and coming on her breast, such a sexy sight.

Trying to caught my breath, I sat down taking a pack of my cigarettes and lit one,.I really needed it, blowing out the smoke, I felt her fingers trilling my tattoo on my back.

" You didn't com in me". That sounded like a question.

" Did I have to". I felt her hands stop at my cold voice.

" I..I .. I didn't mean it like that, y.. you always comed in me". She fumbled, I stepped on my cigarettes, taking it out, before falling back into my bed, she stared at me,. before her hands went straight to my dragon tattoo.

" Don't". She stopped, staring at me I knew she had something to say. " Talk".

" Atlas". She called before bitting her lower lip. " We've been together for Three months now".

" Not together, just fucking".

" I just wanted to know what we are". This is why I don't fuck the same girl for long.

" I don't do relationships, I thought you understood that".

" I did, it's just, Atlas I love you, I actually have loved you for a while now". That's it, standing up I picked up my underwear putting it on, while she stared at me.

" Atlas?".

"Don't". She didn't, but stood up, pulling me into a tight hug. " Sam!". I really didn't want to hurt her.

" Please Atlas, all I want is you give me a chance, you don't have to love me back".

" Sam your tired, get some sleep, when your thinking straight we talk". Pulling out of her hug, I picked up my pants putting it on while she whispered something, only hearing, Atlas am and the rest was blur, I didn't even want to know, I walked out, in need of a drink.

I don't know how long I stayed there drinking,but looking at the time it was 6 already.

Walking into the balcony, I could hear my dad and mom's voice, dad was back already, and it sounded like they were arguing, I shouldn't but it won't hurt to take a peck, right?.

" You really don't have to this Ray, we could figure something out together". Figure what.

" I already have everything planned out, you and the kids move to country f, when Atlas turns twenty- one, he comes back to take everything, just sign it". Okay I wasn't that drunk, so there was no way this was all in my head, moving to country what now?.

" Ray please, don't do this to me". My mom begged again.

" If I had another choice, I won't even think of this, but this is the best please sign the divorce papers". Divorce papers?.

" Ray?".

" Please, bell, don't make this harder for me". Okay, maybe I am drunk.

"what are you going to tell the kids?". My mom ask picking up the papers.

" I'll think of something". I watch my mom, pick up the papers and signed it, okay I need to sleep, I definitely was seeing things, I walked up to my room falling besides Sam, hugging me I really didn't have the energy to push her away, so I let her hold me, let's just hope all this was a bad dream.