Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Overpowered?” Rhea explained to her, “You know, like in those animes when the character has a set of skills or does things that make him or her distinguished. You are so overpowered right now,” She continuously praised her and Natalie shamelessly relished them all.
Thinking Too Much
“We are women and the pride of our men. We do not just keep the home, we protect it from intruders and you would have a home one day as well and should learn how to protect it.” Those were the words her mother told her and though it was just to psych her, Rhea took it seriously.
What if one day after she finally has her dream family with Lukas and while he’s away on his “job”, an enemy strikes? What would she do? Rhea knew deep down that she would protect her children with all that she has – even at the expense of her life.
Although she doesn’t plan to go down easily.
Thanks to the thought in her head, Rhea had an active imagination and created a lot of action scenes in her head to counter that situation and come out, unscathed. Don’t even ask the names of the monkey moves she executed mentally – and if it was possible in real life.
Rhea practiced for a while to her mother’s delight and Natalie pointed out what she did so wrong in her shooting, correcting her stance and helping her find a comfortable position. In the end, Rhea was able to fire within the circle and was confident that with more practice, she should be able to hit the highest score consecutively like her mother. After all, she was her mother’s daughter.
“Keep practicing at this rate and you would be a perfect shot in no time. Our training would diversify with time and the brothers should take you on the lessons when I’m not around, and not excluding hand-to-hand combat and mastery of other weapons. Not all situations require a loud and huge gun.”
Just one thought came into Rhea’s head after her mother’s announcement, she was going to be a ninja! Oh well, don’t mind her. Something must be wrong with her because she was oddly happy today.
Rhea washed her hands and face as soon as she got into her room. This was to ensure that she did not ingest or absorb lead particles from bullets, as well as the chemicals produced by burning powder that is on her hands and face after shooting.
However, the moment Rhea took off her shirt and flung it in the air to get rid of any residue, the smell of lead got into her nose and it didn’t exactly feel good. Honestly, Rhea had been feeling a bit uncomfortable since the shooting began thanks to the smell of the burning powder.
…..
But she had been enduring it because she didn’t want to disappoint her mother and flunk on the first day of training. She had forgotten to ask her mother if the smell was naturally reclusive to some people because Natalie looked fine, if not, comfortable with the smell. Perhaps, it was because she was not used to it.
There was nothing nobody holding Rhea back this time as she rushed into her bathroom with lightning speed and threw up straight into her toilet. She gagged till there was nothing to vomit and sat on the toilet floor, trying to catch her breath. That was fun, sarcasm intended.
Rhea leaned her head against the tiled wall and closed her eyes for a moment. Feeling better, Rhea got into the shower and took her bath, wanting to get rid of any smell that might linger on her. Once inside, she disposed of her shirt carefully and then laid back on the bed with her phone.
She texted Lukas and though he wasn’t online, probably busy with Richardo’s issue, Rhea decided to leave him a message. She narrated to him how successful the training had gone today and then asked if the smell of gunpowder felt repulsive to him.
Done with that, Rhea went down to have breakfast, suddenly feeling ravenous after throwing up everything she ate the night before. Her mother, Natalie already left for work, she said something about a meeting for directors she needed to attend, leaving just her and Rose at the table.
While the girl should have had her breakfast earlier – Rhea was late to the table, thanks to the training – Rose waited for her. According to the young girl, she learned that eating together at the same table improved family bonds. Rose might be young, but Rhea imagined an ancestor living in the body of that girl.
Well, the breakfast wasn’t as boring as Rhea imagined it would be, no, it was purely the opposite with her sister Rose peppering her with questions that were above children her age and she had no answer to. The girl was inquisitive and though it was a normal trait for children her age, her curiosity was on another level.
Thankfully, the appearance of a special guest in the name of Redhead took the attention off her and Rhea was able to enjoy her food in peace.
“That’s a lot you ate today,”
“Huh?” Rhea glanced up at the girl carrying Redhead in her arm and trying to feed him her bacon.
“You usually don’t eat that much,” Rose pointed out the fact that the plates in front of her were wiped clean.
“Yeah, you’re right. I don’t usually eat this ….” Rhea spoke with a mouthful of food, “But I exercised a lot today and my body is craving for more. I need fuel to go about my daily duties, you know.” That was her excuse.
Rose didn’t bother her for the rest of the breakfast and by the time Rhea returned to her room, Lukas already sent a reply to her message.
[“It’s nice to know that you’re taking the training seriously, I’m so proud of you, love. “]
Rhea’s cheeks heated up when she read that and she fanned her face with her palm while the fluttering in her belly continued.
[“For your question, it depends on the time of gun, and though most gunpowder has an acrid bite to it, it usually isn’t overwhelming. By the way, why do you ask? Did the smoke bother you or did something else happen?]
Rhea wanted to narrate what happened to Lukas, but she stopped at the last minute. With a slight furrow on her face, she stood up and took off her shirt. Rhea then walked over to her mirror and began to check her belly from different angles. Nothing felt strange or different about her body.
Perhaps, she was thinking too much.
The Two Red Line Were Visible
A knock on the door sent Rhea scrambling from her bed and she hurried over to open it for her best friend.
“When you said code red, I didn’t realize the emergency was to purchase a PT strip for you…..” She was still saying when Rhea quickly palmed her mouth and pulled her into her room.
Giving one final look outside in case someone followed her and intended to eavesdrop on their conversation, Rhea shut the door behind her, leaning against it and releasing a deep breath.
Shooting herself forward, Rhea asked her, “Did you get it?”.
“Of course, I got you covered,” Mimi grinned at her friend, opened her purse, and pulled out the whole package that left Rhea dumbfounded.
“I just need one dipstick.” Rhea facepalmed mentally. She should have known when sending Mimi for this kind of errand. She snatched the package from Mimi, shaking her head in disbelief. What was she going to do with all of these?
However, Mimi said, “I was just trying to ensure the strip is guaranteed. You should know that products fail a lot nowadays. So the plan is if we test one and it gives a negative result, we try it all until it works out. “
She placed her hands on Rhea’s shoulder and continued, “I have good faith that something would come out of your romping with Lukas this time. Also, Victor and I went to church the other day and I prayed for you – prayed that God will give you lots of children. Would ten kids be enough?”
…..
It wasn’t until the hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her lips that Rhea realized that her friend was messing with her and she slapped her hand away. Mimi burst into laughter.
“That is not funny,” Rhea said, tearing the package open with a bit of annoyance.
“You are so stiff as a rock, I was trying to loosen you up,” Mimi laughed harder, the look on her friend’s face was so serious.
“Like I believe that,” Rhea picked one of the strips and headed in the direction of the bathroom.
“Are you sure you know how to use that? Do you need my guidance or perhaps I can keep you company!” Mimi offered from the goodness of her heart.
“Keep me company my ass,” Rhea retorted, workout sparing a look at her.
“Just don’t stick it up your ass!” Mimi shouted after her in between laughter and earned the middle finger from Rhea before she walked into the bathroom.
Okay, this was it, Rhea took a deep breath. She first washed her hands and container which she then used to collect her urine sample. She tore the wrapper and dipped the absorbent tip into the urine sample, placing it on a flat surface.
How did Rhea come to this point? Well, after having that ridiculous thought in her head earlier, she decided that she needed to test it out. She can’t just keep on making assumptions. For once in her life, Rhea wanted to face a problem headstrong and then discuss her next course of action. Not that her pregnancy was a “problem”. She and Lukas wanted this for a long time.
Rhea planned to see the result and then share it with Mimi when she came out, but then, she became so anxious that she covered her face and took the strip, deciding it was much better if Mimi broke the news to her instead. Rhea was nervous, and scared, well, more nervous to be precise.