One Way (Mafia Romance)

39| Made Up + He Knows

V I C T O R I A' S  P O V

IN ALL HONESTY I BELIEVE I am a lavish girl when I want to be.

Now this isn't my main focus, in fact my main focus is simply not dying. I mean who wants to really die?

Well in fact, a lot of people do. But when people say "I wanna die" as a joke, now those people have a lot of misunderstandings.

This is all I think about as I view the most gorgeous scenery in front of me.

The wind slowly blowing my hair and white curtains as I continue gazing.

Now to think about Oliver, last night, when I said my goodbyes to everyone needed in the funeral I immediately left and drove back home.

Oliver is what one would say; suspicious. And I don't disagree, I mean who wants to kill their own brother?

Now there's many reasons, maybe Noah was mentally abusive to Oliver? Or maybe they just hated each other.

All in all, I don't know. I wasn't even that close to Noah afterwards so I am not shocked.

I really want to find out why Oliver killed Noah, not that it'll do me any benefit because what would I do with that information? Nothing.

It won't allow me to bring back Noah or anything.

To be completely honest, I'm not sad that Noah is dead but nor am I happy. I just have no emotions about that topic, although I do feel like there is an empty space at a tiny place in my heart.

I do deeply wish me and him could have made up before his death.

Sighing I closed my eyes letting the wind blow onto me. Man do I love this place.

All this calmness blew away when my phone started ringing like crazy, yes crazy.

Guess who it is, come on guess!

If you guessed Roland you are correct, but if you guessed someone else you you are wrong.

Now it's been a while since I've been ignoring them, as you guys know. I don't know how or what to feel but I feel like just because I rejected Matteo doesn't mean everyone else should be ignored.

With this mindset I took a deep breath and picked up the phone call.

"Hello!" Rolands deep voice rang through, "hi Roland." I replied back quietly.

"Victoria my dear, how are you doing?" He asked, now should I lie or?

"I'm doing fine, you?" Lie it is.

"That's pleasant to hear, I'm doing just as fine." He replied calmly.

"How is everyone else doing?" I questioned him as I walked back inside my room then closing the big doors that lead to the balcony which I was on before.

"Everyone is doing ... fine, you could say." He sighed before continuing "Victoria, dear, we miss you!"

"Yeah it's been some time, I miss all of you guys just as much." I said with a faint smile on my face.

Okay why am I having this kind of conversation with some ex mafia leader, literally. I thought to myself before chuckling inwardly.

"Really? Well you can blame the time situation on yourself." He said before grumbling the ending.

I smiled awkwardly and realized he can't see me, "yeah sorry life calls at me and someone's gotta answer." I said sheepishly.

"Yes of course, as someone like myself I understand. Now that that's out of the way, me and my family were wondering if you'd like to come over for some dinner?"
Roland asked happily.