Chapter 24

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"What are we even doing here?" I asked my frantic sister as we halted for a stop in front of Vic's bar. I was drowning in too much pain that I couldn't feel the rage boiling up inside me just yet. Hell, I was so mad at Vic and I just didn't know what my sister is trying to prove here.

"Just- just wait here." She said as she finally let go of my now pale wrist. The entire walk to the bar consisted of her sternly holding on to my wrist, dragging my limp body as I took every ounce of remaining energy inside of me to match her pace.

I rubbed my now hurting wrist with my other hand, scanning the mark that my sister's hand apparently embarked there. She looked so skeptical in bringing me here but she was so determined to give me the 'proof' and I guess she was so desperate to give out her point.

"Kells." There it was. His ever so angelic voice. I unwillingly lifted my head, following the direction of his voice. If I was in my perfect state of mind, I would've minded my appearance because I was more than sure that dry trails of tears were still visible on my flushed cheeks and I know for a fact that my eyes were still as red as a firetruck. Apparently, I couldn't care less at that moment. You see, I was dreading this encounter. When I was weeping in our apartment and at the diner, I was more than a hundred percent sure that I hated Victor Vincent Fuentes and everything that reminds me of him but now, it was like every inch of hatred that I've managed to build up before just magically dissolved in to thin air. I mean, I knew to myself that I was still mad at him but, there's something about him that makes me.. feel weird. And it's an annoying kind of weird, really. But of course, even though that's the case, I still needed to stand my ground. I needed to pull myself together and try not to fall for his charm all over again.

Vic and I were so lost in each other's gazes and the only thing that stopped us was my sister's nudge at Vic's side which caused him to blink for a few times and shake his head, snapping himself off from the trance that we both got ourselves in to.

"Do you, um, do you want to go inside?" He carefully asked, looking right through me as if I was some bomb that could tick off at any given second. My words were caught up in my throat and I just nodded at him, dropping my gaze right back to the ground as I swiped my jacket's sleeve across my face, in the great attempt to wipe away the disgusting stains that had been falling from my eyes.

He led the way to his bar and I slowly followed him. "I'll stay here, I guess." My sister caught my attention. I was hesitant at first. I didn't know if I could stay in there alone, with Vic. I stared at her for a second, contemplating but she gave me a reassuring smile and a small nod, silently telling me that I could and should trust Vic and that she'd be waiting for me outside, anyways. "If you need me, just yell or something." She added as I smiled meekly and approached the door.

"Uh, you want something to drink?" Vic asked with his raspy voice as he went at the back of the wooden counter. I took the liberty to sit at the high stool in front of him, making myself slightly comfortable.

"Water, please." I said in a small voice as he mumbled an 'okay' and went off to get a clean glass for me. I scanned the entire place, seeing as there were no people except ourselves. It was in fact too early to visit a bar, anyways.

"Here you go." I was dragged down from my floating thought as Vic sat the glass of water in front of me.

Few moments had gone by, none of us daring to utter a single word. It was a good thing, actually. I was still trying to organize my thoughts and I'm just glad that he was considerate enough to give me an ample amount of time to think.

"Why did my sister take me to you?" I blurted out. I was holding my sweating glass tightly under my hands' grip. I looked up at him only to be met by his pretty brown eyes. He looked at me for a few seconds, making me uncomfortable, to be honest. My heart made terribly loud thuds, making my cheeks blush to a dark shade of red, I suppose. I was trying to calm myself down because seriously, my heart was acting all weird and fuzzy and it wouldn't be a shock if Vic would hear the unstable beating that it was making.

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