Victoria moves to Italy to escape the drug dealers she owes money to and meets Vanessa. Vanessa tries to set Victoria up with her brother Emiliano, but they don't get along and make a sex deal to alleviate the tension. But is it enough?
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I left Emiliano's house. I don't even know why I got upset. It was stupid. There was no reason for me to be mad about that. It's not like we could ever be together.
The drivers are taking me home when I get a phone call from an unknown number so I decline it. Then it calls again and I decline it. It's calls once again and this time I answer it.
"Stop calling me spam." I say.
"Hello, Victoria." There is a man on the other end of the call. "It look a long time to find you, girl. But I found you, and I will come after your little boyfriend and your little friends if you don't play the sixty thousand dollars you owe me."
I suddenly can't breathe, "What? Who is this?"
"You know who this is, girl." They guy says.
"Kyle." I breathe out.
"Bingo!" He yells.
"Look I can get you what you need but please please leave my friends out of it." I speak quietly into my phone.
"Meet me in an hour-," He says.
"I can't. I don't have it yet. I can get it to you, I just need time." I am taking quietly so the drivers can't hear me.
"An hour. Or your friends die." He threaten before he hangs up.
Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! I don't have sixty thousand dollars to give him.
I finally, finally, get away from my past and now it comes and bites me in my ass.
I don't know what i'm supposed to do.
There's only one thing I really can do.
Flee the country.
I did it once I can do it again, right.
But what about Etta? And Vanessa. And Alessio. And Louie. And Emiliano.
I care about them all so much. What am I supposed to tell them?
'Hey I used to be a drug addict and my old dealer I owe sixty thousand dollars to is threatening all your lives.'' Definitely NOT!
I start packing my bags. It's the only thing I can do.
This time I will actually have money with me. I'll have more clothes. I will be better off this time around.
I will miss everyone here but I need to go. I need to protect them and myself.
Everything will be better if I just leave.
Leave without telling anyone.
I pack my bags and call for a taxi.
They take me to the airport and I say I need to soonest flight to Russia.
I heard it's a beautiful country.
Good place to hide, I guess.
The person at the desk in the airport says the soonest flight is tomorrow morning at six, and that I can stay in the airport hotel or wait in the airport. I decide to wait in the airport. I pay for the flight then sit down.
I wouldn't be able to sleep anyways. My nerves are to high right now.
The morning comes slowly and it's now time for me to board then plane.
Once I get to Russia after, many, many, many, many hours I ask for directions to the nearest hotel and a guy happily helps me.
I pay for my hotel room for a week since that's all I can afford right now as I had to pay for the flight and I also needed a new phone since I got rid of my old one. Smashed it.
No traces of me.
When I get into my hotel I put my bags down, and get deja vu.
Only a few months ago I was doing this but in Italy.
I hope I am as happy here as I was in Italy.
I know it will be hard but I did it once and I can do it again.
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another chapter that's all over the place. i'm sorry this is VERY short.
