Double Mercy

7 ~ Rooftops

"You know I have to leave at 22:00, right?" I told Maya and Ara as we stood in the elevator. 

"Yeah and it's only 18:00, you have time," Maya winked, making me roll my eyes. 

The elevator dinged and opened up, revealing loud music and people in their swimsuits. "Come on," Ara squealed and dragged me inside. 

I greeted some of my friends as we made our way to one of the tanning benches. I took off my dress, leaving me in my black bikini. 

"Black, seriously?" Maya looked me up and down. "Yes, you're lucky I even came," I huffed, sitting down. 

"Come in the pool," Ara whined, dragging my hand. "Later, I'm going to relax," I grinned, putting in my headphones and sitting back. 

The two girls rolled their eyes and walked away. With a pleased smile, I placed my glasses on my eyes and began to relax. 

One thing I loved about these rooftop parties was that there was no one here to disturb you. Everyone pretty much did their own thing, no one bothered you unless they were some horny-

Someone's blocking my sun. 

"Do you mind?" I asked, not bothering to open my eyes. When they were still there, I took my sunglasses off and looked up. 

"Oh fuck off," I groaned, staring at Luca. 

To be fair, his trunks were a little lowered revealing his V-line. He had water dripping down from his hair all the way to his abs. "Are you stalking me?" I snapped.

"I go here too, y'know," he chuckled, sitting on my bench. 

I used my legs to kick him, "Off! And no you don't. For some odd reason, you enrolled yourself here and it's pissing me off."

"Shoo!" I growled, glaring at him. "I'll make you a deal," he smirked. 

"I'm not making a deal, the fuck. Just because our dads have been friends for a long time, doesn't make you and I friends," I glared.

He shrugged his shoulders, completely ignoring me. "Beat me in a swim race and both Daniel and I will be out of your hair," he explained. 

I looked to see Maya all over Daniel, she's flirting with the enemy. "Deal!" 

He smirked and gestured for me to follow, holding his hand out. I scoffed and kicked his hand away, standing up and following him to the pool. 

"Are you two going to race?" One of the guys asked, looking at Luca and I. 

"Yeah," I yawned.

"Listen up! We've got ourselves a racer," the guy yelled, making everyone go ballistic. 

They all crowded around us, my friends shaking their heads. "Ready?" I asked, stretching my arms. 

"Certo, amore mio," he winked. (Of course, my love). "Stupido Stronzo," I mumbled, making him chuckle. 

"GO!"

I dived into the pool and began swimming. I knew I was going to win this because I used to do competitive swimming when I was younger for 8 years. 

I did a somersault against the wall and pushed back. I could hear cheering and clapping, probably from the fact I was going to win. 

Once I reached my end, I slapped the edge, "I won mother-" I looked up to see Luca already finished.

"You were good, amore. But not good enough. See you at school," he winked, walking away. 

Maya and Ara stood above me. "Who knew you were both competiti-" I ducked my head underwater and stayed there, screaming and kicking. 

-

"Misty! Your usual is in the usual room," boss said, walking up to me. "Again?" I asked, getting a nod in return. 

I groaned and added a bit more gloss. I tightened my mask along with my wig and walked over to the door. 

I knocked. 

"Enter!"

I rolled my eyes at his voice and walked in, the lights were off this time. "Come," he said. 

I walked over to where he was and sat next to him. He didn't say anything but I felt him shift, shift his body towards me. 

"Why the hell do you always buy my time?" I asked, having enough of this silence. 

"Whatever do you mean?" He asks. I know it's Luca but his voice sounds deeper than usual, almost turns me on. 

"You buy my time, the time where I'm supposed to be dancing," I explained.

I couldn't see him clearly but I made out what he was thinking. "I like what I see," is all he says. 

I part my lips to say something but his phone rings. "Dick," I mumble, more to myself than to him.

"Ciao? Cosa c'è, sono occupato?"  (Hello, what is it, I'm busy?)

It's funny how I am Italian, one thing I love is listening in on others' Italian conversations. "Che Cosa?" He yelled, making me jump.  (What?)

"I'm on my way!" He got up and walked to the door, leaving me dumbfounded. "The fuck am I meant to do?" I asked, sitting down. 

"Go home. Don't think about dancing, I will know," he growls before slamming the door shut behind him. 

I let out a scoff and stand up, heading over to grab my shit. I'm getting pretty tired of this routine, if he wasn't going to do anything he might as well spend the time he bought with me. 

Once my clothes were put on, I grabbed my bag and walked out through the back door where I parked my car. "If I'm not getting paid, I swear to God!" I huffed, rummaging for my keys. 

I stopped in my tracks once I heard voices. I hid behind a couple of bins in case I wasn't meant to be listening here.  

"Where the fuck is it, Pablo?" That sounded like Luca but it couldn't be, could it?

"I-I don't know. I swear, Ricci, I don't know."

My heart froze and I began to get a clearer view. Luca had a gun to someone's head, oh my- I lowered my breathing as I watched. 

"Don't fuck with me, where is it?" Luca yelled, making me wince. 

The man stuttered and before I knew it, Luca pulled the trigger. I gasped and accidentally pushed over the bin I was standing behind, making Luca and the other guy he was with staring at me. 

"Shit!" I gasped and began to run back inside. The door was locked. 

"Wait- Don't hurt he-"

Everything went black. 

-

I'm going to ask everyone question's with my updates because I'm bored. 

Q: What's your favourite colour?

A: Blue and White :)