°°Who's Luca°°

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It's been three months since the Westlehood sleepover encounter and Max and I haven't contacted each other which made reality drop on me that it was just one night stand. You know what I mean. So I got back to my usually day to night activities trying to forget about him which was very much impossible.

To try and forget about him, Ive worked my arse off but it was not working. I would work in Samsara Restaurant as a waitress from 8am to 3pm then I go to Fashion Lab where I am a helper to the most know fashion designer in town from 3pm to 5pm. I like Fashion lab because it has always been my dream to become a fashion design. Then I prepare for the worst job of all, to the club called Satisfier which very popular in town from 10pm till tomorrow then my routine starts over again.

If it wasn't the fact that living in this town was expensive, I would have stick to fashion Lab but it turns out that it's not even possible to survive on the salary they give me. The fashion design, Mr Ham was very stingy and greedy as well. He always said that if I give too much money to the employees how will i get rich. This showed me that life was not fair at all.
I had a words battle with Nicky this morning about the same issue that gets my blood to boil and freeze at the same time. I told her about me not sleeping with men for money for the next three months. This had brought out the statement were she says I got her into this job but now im leaving her to suffer by herself which was not true at all. One decision of mine turned her world upside down, she says. I totally agreed with her and the guilt I had since then was eating me inside out.

I was sitting in the preparation room, preparing myself for the night. I decided on no sleeping around rule tonight because it's very irritating when you have someone physically while someone occupies you mentally so tonight i was on entertainment duty thankfully the owner of the club allowed me to. I wore a golden bikini and tied my hair with pins in order to accommodate my red wig I have decided to wear.

I was humming one of the songs we were going to dance while thinking about the practised routine when Nicole walked in. she has been grumpy since we exchanged words earlier on. In this battle for words, I wasn't even trying to defend myself; I was busy trying to dismiss the issue because it made me think of that horrible place. I was not even ready to tell her why and I don't know what's going on in her mind but I was waiting patiently for her to tell me on her own and also giving myself time on how to answer the why question which I have dreaded for so long.

"I never wanted this to begin with." She started. "You, of all people, knew what I wanted but you pushed me into this Kate. You've ruined my fuckin' life." She spat. This is the reason why I thought our relationship was strained somehow. I was thinking maybe one day she will confront me but she keeps on saying the same words that ive ruined her life playing hide and seek with me.

"I thought we talked about this Nic." I felt like every time she brings this topic of me ruining life ended a long time ago but it seems as if we are still on square one or level zero in fact. I admit that I made a wrong decision back then but it was for both of them. I couldn't let them be sent to that God forsaken place. To do that Nicky had to pay a price I couldn't even pay back. Believe me, its still haunts me to this day and thinking about it made me tremble with fear. That place contributed to my daily nightmares in the evening and no woman should ever experience such a thing.

"I'm sick and tired of this shit. I'm not going to do this anymore." She left fuming. I let out a strained sigh.

"It's time, Kate." One of the girls told me and I put on my long dark brown fur coat. Heading out, I thought about what's going to happen now. I couldn't continue forcing her into this. If only she knew I was hurting inside because that decision.

The club roared as we swayed our way towards the polls. I was absent minded dancing to the music while I thought about the future. Surely one of these days I was going to drop dead thinking about how our life is going to be. On the other hand, I had Amelia who hated everything about me and on the other Nic whom I thought was more than a friend to me, I didn't understand where she stood. She kept giving me hope that she has my back then the next morning she wipes it out.

It was time to remove the coats, once we did the club roared even more than before. It was filled with all types of gangsters that can be at each other's throat but the club owner always made sure to secure their boundaries so fighting was rare but when it occurred, it ended in a bloody mess.

The whole world stopped as the club went quiet with all the gangsters on their feet doing the surrendering gesture to the men who walked in, in black suits looking like the president's bodyguards. They were not even holding any guns to add more confusion. The big bad gangsters were afraid of men in suit.

Silence prevailed. One could hear a pin drop but there were whispers people telling each other who have graced us with his presence. All the men in black filled the club glaring to the gangster member probably daring them.

"Its Luca!" a girl said in a whisper. Who the hell is Luca who gave the people I thought were dangerous the creeps? Maybe he was worse. I thought.

"He's the king of all kings." Another explained in a hush voice. How come I never heard of this guy ever since. It's because you never pay attention to those things Katerina. My mind screams.

The club remains still for a moment waiting for the men in black to confirm its safe for their king to walk in. I was bored. All I wanted was to go home and get some sleep to wake up in a different world where things are different. I let out a heavy sigh. I don't like this drama at all, so we waited patiently for the so called Luca. What did he want?

A man I'm familiar with walks in wearing a navy blue suit that hugged his body, his shirt had some unbuttoned buttons making his chest tattoo peek. Wait, I know this chest! The gasps and drooling from the women fills the room. No it can't be!
My mind screamed. When my eyes finally met his face, I sucked in my breath........

"Max..."

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