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A few weeks passed away since Thrud was living with us in the same house, but the truth was I barely talked to them. I didn't want to have a conversation with one of them because I knew myself and I knew I could explode if Ville or Thrud tried to say ''hi'' to me. And honestly, the situation was so uncomfortable.

I thought more about my works, my draws and my brother than Ville or his girlfriend, because they were into a relationship even if he didn't want to call it like that.

I went downstairs to get something to drink. As I walked down to the kitchen, I saw Thrud and Ville making out on the couch. I coughed to ruin their moment.

''If you're hot and want to make out at my house, you should go outside because it's cold as fuck, I don't know, just in case you'd want to calm or chill out.'' I said with a devilish grin on my face.

''Nastya, stop.'' Ville said as he got up and he fixed his clothes.

''Stop it you, I'm not the one who's making out on a couch when there's another person walking down the kitchen.'' I said. ''If you want to, go and get a damn hotel room.''

''Oh God, you're the bitter one here.'' Thrud said chuckling. And it was one of the biggest mistakes that someone could do to me right there.

''What?'' I questiones turning back to her.

''I said you're the bitter one here.'' She shrugged. ''Maybe you're jealous because I'm the one who's with Ville.''

''You're mad, my dear.'' I laughed and faced her. ''If I'm bitter and jealous, maybe it's because there's a bitch encroaching on my fucking house, don't you think?''

''You should st-'' Ville murmured.

''SHUT THE FUCK UP.'' I shouted.

''Maybe, but at least I didn't lose my brother.'' She said smirking.

''I will fucking end you.'' I mumbled with tears running down my face. ''Don't try to name my brother here or anything like that because I will fucking end you even if I die trying to.'' I mumbled and slapped her face.

''I'll dance on your grave.'' She said and Ville tried to separate us. I felt something liquid running down my cheek.

''Nice, but I'm not the one who has a big pair of horns that can even enter the fucking door.'' I asnwered.

''Ruska, shut up.'' Ville shouted.

''Or what? Didn't he tell you about it?'' I said laughing.

''Tell me what, Ville?'' She asked to Ville. He looked at me with anger.

''Oh, I see... Poor girl.'' I chuckled again and made my way towards my room to clean the blood of my face. ''Ville, you're welcome, my dear.''

I felt like a bitch, to be honest. I wasn't used to do that sort of things in my life, but I was sick of everyone around me and I exploded when I saw them. I didn't regret a thing because I wanted to show the truth.

''Are you happy now? She left.'' Ville shouted from downstairs an hour after we had the argument.

''Of course I am! And I don't know what are you saying because you didn't love her, she was just a game for you, Valo.'' I shouted back and went downstairs to face him.

''That's my problem, not yours.'' He said.

''Yeah, you're right, but it's my problem if I'm living here too.'' I crossed my arms.

''Let me clean your cheek.'' He sighed and I sat on the kitchen counter.

''It hurts.'' I said moving away my face from his hands.

''It'd be weird if it didn't hurt you.'' He mumbled and put a little pack of ice on the bruise. ''Look what have your done to yourself, Nastya.''

''That bitch... She named my brother.'' I said.

''Leave it alone, right?''

''I'm sorry.'' I sobbed, resting my head on my knees.

''You should think before act, dear.'' Ville said taking the pack of ice. ''You can't be like this always because it's going to end you if you don't stop it.''

''I need your help, Ville.'' I shrugged. ''I need your help because I can't do this on my own.''

''Let it go.'' He mumbled and hugged me. I sobbed when he hugged me for almost twenty minutes. I felt comfortable with his arms around me, but it couldn't be forever.

''I miss how we spent time together before this, I really miss you.''I told him when we separated from each other. ''I feel so alone here, I think I'm going to lose you and I don't want that.''

''Darling, can you stop crying? You're going to dry yourself.'' He joked.

''Can we go outside? I need some fresh air, please.'' I asked feeling overwhelmed. He nodded his head twice and took our coats.

''Ville, did you love her?'' I asked suddenly, watching the polar lights on the sky.

He chuckled and I raised my eyebrows lightly. ''Thrud was just a game.''

''So, you use the girls, woah, how brave.'' I raised my hands and laughed.

''No, don't get me wrong.'' He giggled, punching my arm softly. ''It's just that she was a friend of mine a long time ago and she thought we were dating.'' He rolled his eyes and I sighed.

''C'mon Ruska, stop thinking.'' He whispered and hugged me from my back, then he kissed my cheek.

''Do you know you have to make a wish when you're staring at the polar lights?'' I asked, looking at his eyes.

''No, well, I've heard a lot about it, but I never made a wish.''

''Well, make one, it gives you hope.'' I shrugged and grinned.

''Okay, that's it.'' Ville said and I laughed.

''What?'' I mumbled because he was looking at me in silence.

''Nothing.'' He said and gave me a peck on the lips. I was speechless, so I looked away.

''Tattoo time?'' I asked.

''Tattoo time, but this time let me tattoo you.'' We both nodded our heads, so we entered the house.

''Huh, Ville, what was that about?'' I questioned him when I sat on my bed with a pair of shorts. ''The tattoo on my right thigh, please.''

''Yeah, sure.'' He said and started to draw on the paper. ''You told me to make a wish and I did.''

''Valo, don't hesitate me.'' I raised my left eyebrow. ''The peck.''

''I've already told you, Ruska.'' He chuckled and my face turned white. ''I just wanted to kiss you.''

''It's not okay, Ville.'' I said.

''Why?'' He asked. ''Move a bit, please.''

''Because... I don't know, but it's not okay.'' I repeated moving how he told me.

''That's because you liked it.'' He giggled.

''Oh shut up, start tattooing.'' I rolled my eyes and blushed.

''Someone's blushing.'' He laughed again.

''Valo!'' I shouted.

''Ruska!'' He shouted back and I snorted. ''You can fake it, but you can't lie to me, darling.''

''That's because you've taken a piece of my soul and you don't give it back to me.'' I said.