He and I were walking side by side passing though another street of warsaw. It started raining a little bit it seemed like the whole world has lost its color and happiness with the moment I saw his face. He was quiet... Too quiet. I felt that smth wrong must've happen. All of the sudden he turned left. We were standing in front of bar door. We walked inside.
- No one is here - I said to him
We keep it quiet I didn't get an answer I was hoping for.
He broke the silence in the most violent way... He asked me about THAT situation
- remember when you helped me... You know
- u mean help you transport those drugs?
- Shhh! Shut it
- There's nobody here besides us
-They might hear
-Who!? Wtf is going on here!?
-They know about drugs, they know about you and me.
- Who are they!? Why are u so mysterious. I haven't seen you for years and now you are showing up when I trying to get to work and talking some bullshit.
- It's Russian Mafia and I haven't tell u one thing...
These drugs were theirs
At that moment I felt my legs twitched. My heart beat raced. I was devastated and scared but when I looked at him I felt nothing but raging anger
- ur motherfucker how could you got me involved and didn't tell me fucking key information.
- I can expla-
- NO. Now I'm talking so shut up for a second
You did this all and didn't tell me and now some Russian mafia guys are after us!? That's some kind of joke.
- I mean it seriously we gotta escape.
- How can you expect me to escape with you. I've got life . I've got work here!!
-if you want to die you can stay but believe me they will find you
- Where do you wanna go?
- Our only way is to ask my Italian friend for help.
- Yeah. Right. And maybe you are telling me that he's in mafia too.
I bursted out laughing
- He's and it isn't funny. He have a booked flight in a few hours so let's come and grab some of yours stuff..
