Death And Love Poems (2) Mafia Romance

16. Swimm in gray waters

Roxana

Light seeps inside the room. What room? My head is heavy. Where am I?

I fight to open my eyes. This place is completely unknown. Why did I wake up this early? I should go back to sleep; I haven't slept properly in months.

Oh shit. There is a reason why I didn't sleep. Where the fuck am I and why does it feel like I am constantly losing my trail of thoughts?

I fight to turn to my side and vomit creeps up my throat. My face is wet. There are tears and blood on my palm when I look at it. My head pounds with almost blinding pain.

"Ei, você está acordada,/ Hey, you are awake."

Who? What the fuck is he saying? Shit. I look down and I don't wear any clothes. And then I vomit on the floor out of utter shock. Or maybe it's because I felt like puking all along.

I slept with this guy. What an utterly bad idea.

"Oh meu deus!" I feel his weight shifting on the mattress.

"I feel a bit stupid. I don't understand what you are saying. I... I am not even sure I remember your name. Oh, I do. Thiago."

The room is spinning.

"I guess I had too much to drink. But it was only two... And booze shouldn't give you nose bleeding."

He walks in front of me and crouches down, wearing only underwear. We had sex. Me and this guy. And I barely remembered his name.

"Fuck. No. What did you drink?"

"Only two. One from you, one from your friend."

"Which friend?"

"I barely remember your name." I laugh but a jolt of pain zaps through my brain at every movement. "The hot one. The one that..." Is dangerous. "I need to get away from here. Where is my brother?" Right, I was searching for Dani and then stuff became hazy.

"I am going to kill him." This guy seems angry now.

"Please don't. Too many people died."

"Davi, filho da puta! O que você deu a ela?!/Davi, son of a bitch! What did you give her?!" he screams some words and walks out.

I need to get out of here too. Dani! Clothes. I need to find clothes and Dani. There are underwear that I put on with lots of effort. A bra seems like a jigsaw puzzle. No thanks. But this stupid dress lacks some buttons.

I can barely stand.

"Dani." I want to scream but it's only a whisper.

The guy is back. Now he is wearing pants and carrying a bottle of water.

"Here, drink this. As much as possible. It will make you feel better." He gives me the bottle.

"I want to go away from here. I want to go home. I need to find my brother."

"Yes, we are going g home."

Another guy enters the hallway. The handsome dangerous one.

"Ela está viva, vocês dois foderam depois que ela ficou bêbada. Não vejo o problema aqui./ She is very much alive, you two fucked after she got wasted. I don't see the issue here."

"Não se atreva a falar comigo. Você sabe muito bem o que fez. Se ela fizer um exame de sangue agora, não mostrará apenas álcool. Seu idiota, drogou um cidadão estrangeiro. Por nada./ Don't fucking dare to talk to me. You know very well what you did. If she gets a blood test now it will not show only alcohol. You moron, drugged a foreign citizen. In vain."