The Mafia King

Chapter 14

Songs for this chapter:

Jealous (Remix) by Nick Jonas ft Tinashe

Rosalinda's Pov

I stand in my musty run down hotel room yet again after a beautiful couple of days away from this old crabby place, pouring myself a drink from the rusty tap I take a long gulp of the contents suddenly feeling very thirsty. 

The trip away was great apart from a few possible things such as the huge hang over I experienced and my dying feelings for Justin. I managed to calm my drunk self down about the consequences that night and realise that I had no reason to be angry or upset, but that doesn't mean I secretly couldn't be.

I make my way over to the old mattress on the floor prying myself down onto it and opening yet another book to read; I haven't spoken to Justin since we got back from Hawaii last night and he keeps calling and texting me wondering why I'm not answering. 

I can't really sit down and say to him, oh by the way I totally have feelings for you and I caught you making out with some girl in a tight dress a few nights ago and got extremely jealous. I don't think that'd go down so well with someone who I'm supposed to just have a friendship with; I suppose it's just weird cause I thought maybe he would like be back considering our flirting tactics but I guess that's just Justin and his ways.

My phone starts to buzz it's familiar awful tune of a nokia flip phone, I'm happy with my phone I don't need all this smart phone crap, twitter this, facebook that, let me reblog that sexy blog post of Angelina Jolie and some porn clips. I look down at the familiar number of Justin Bieber, the kid that's managed to fuck up my whole 'just girls' stay in Vegas and made me grow feelings that probably will never be felt back. 

What the hell would a multi-millionaire want with some random girl from New Mexico who lives in a bungalow?

I decide against answering the phone reaching my hand towards it then pulling back quickly; I don't want to look like or sound like a mug even though Justin probably doesn't have the slightest clue on why I'm avoiding him. 

It's not even being about angry or sad, I just can't face the fact that I was stupidly drunk enough to admit that I liked him even though I knew I had been secretly feeling this way for a while. It sucks that I'm making myself full on ignore Justin as I usually hang with him and it gets pretty boring. 

I suddenly sit up rapidly grabbing my phone off of the floor next to me having a crazy idea that is probably very stupid but what stupid mistakes haven't I made lately?

When you make friends with someone who tried to take you home to have sex with you, then threaten you with chloroform, drag you out of a store because he needed to protect you from something dangerous; you sort of get the impulses to do crazy things all of a sudden. 

I go through my contacts finding Sam's name in my phone, I can't believe I am going to hang out with Camilla's brother again it just seems weird considering she sort of hates me and has some sort of grudge against me for some reason. 

I send him a text quickly asking him to maybe hang out and go bowling or something later.

Acting out of hurt probably isn't the best way to go about things, but I didn't want to sit around and be upset and wait for someone who has no real feelings for you beyond friendship.

Lily and Riley knew I had come home upset, but knew better than the grill me on why. I didn't want to talk about it anyway. I already had images of his hands all over that girl in the club.