The Darkness Is My Light

Ch-14

NEVAN

"Shut up, he's here. We can't go out now." I cut him off and pull him closer to my face. Well, isn't this fun now that our roles are reversed?

He removes my hands from his lips and say with a stern voice, "Who's here?"

"Look behind."

He does and turns back to me. "You know him?"

"What kind of question is that? Why won't I? You do too."

"That's the question, why do YOU know him? I think you only saw him vaguely once."

"Who are talking about, dumb person? I'm saying Noah is here." I point at Noah entering the restaurant.

He straightens up, "Oh, I thought you were talking about someone else. Don't worry about Noah, what can that twink do?" He smirks and holds out his palm.

I roll my eyes and step out of the car, "You don't get it. He won't stop asking me about us. Just try not to get in his sight. Once he starts his questions, he forgets to stop."

He holds my hands as we walk towards the restaurant, "You're exactly like that with me with your non-stop questions. Why are you so different with me and everyone? Isn't it hard to control that many personalities of yours?"

I pause in my steps, "What? I don't know what you're talking about."

"You do know what I'm talking about. You change personalities like clothes. Why?"

I was about to say something to change the topic when a man approaches us with a smile, he looks familiar. He's wearing a suit, has dark perfectly styled hair, and looks the same height as dumb person but gives less dangerous vibes.

"Hi! You must be my friend's husband, right?" He offers me his hand with a smile.

I glance at dumb person and oh my god he is glaring at him. He shoves his hands away and holds mine tighter. "You don't need to know. Let's go Nevan." 

"Nevan. A pretty name for a pretty person. Chill Luca, I'm just introducing myself. I'm already hurt enough you didn't call me to your wedding." 

Luca? Are they that close? To nicknames? Luciano breaks my thoughts, "Gianni, I'm not in the mood to talk. Step aside. We're getting late for dinner."

"Should I join you guys?" He smiles at me. Luciano holds my hand to move when a loud bursting sound reaches me. I turn to look beside me but they both pull me and kneel behind a car in an instant.

I turn to Luciano, "What happened?"

He doesn't even spare a glance at me and eyes his friend, "What the hell are you doing? I already told you it was not me. How can you attack when I'm with my husband?"

I turn to Gianni, and he holds his hands in air in defeat. "I didn't plan this, I also came to enjoy my dinner, why would I attack you? Besides, I'm right here with you right now."

"You could have hired someone. How do we know?" I speak up.

"Trust me, I would never miss the chance to shoot Luca myself." He replies and takes out his gun and point it towards the air maybe- still hiding behind the car- because I don't see anyone where his goal is. I glance at Luciano and he's doing the same. They accompany me to the backseat of a car, maybe Gianni's and resume their shooting. Am I going to die like this? 

I keep kneeling beside the seat and hear gunshots ringing, some from these two, others from the opponent team. It finally stops after an eternity and Luciano comes to remove my hands from my ears and cups my face, "You fine?" Again, those concerned eyes.

I remove his hands, "Do you expect me to? I told you not to get in danger yourself and now I'm here too. But I'm fine, dumb person."

Gianni's clearing of throat turns my attention to him as he says with an annoying face, "You both can continue your lover's drama somewhere else, I'm still here." Then his face lights up, "And Dumb person? That's a nice name you got Luca."

I step out of the car and Luciano scowls at him, "Now, explain."

"Explain what? It's really not my doing. I, in fact, helped you. You owe me now." Gianni's expression turns grim. " It must be someone else Luca, we have other foes."

"What do you mean? Who else would do this now?" He asks seriously. Don't mind me third wheeling here.

"The cartels, he's back. I found out it was him who planted the spy in my organization. He will do his best for revenge and of course, the others are helping him." I think they started communicating with their eyes because no one is saying anything now.

"Wow, this is getting serious." I break the silence of their thoughts. "Not that I understand anything but.... yeah."

They both turn to me and Luciano says to Gianni, "Meet me tomorrow at my office. I want to talk to you."

"Just say you miss me Luca."

"See you tomorrow. And clean the mess, I don't have my men with me." Luciano turns with me towards our car walking over the shattered glasses as I catch a glimpse of blood at a distance.

"You owe me another one!" Gianni shouts.

I glance at Dumb person, "Shouldn't I help them? They're injured." I point at the people sprawled at ground.

He narrows his eyes and opens the passenger seat door, "Are you stupid? They attacked you and your husband. Why would even think that?"

"No, I mean. I'm- How can I leave them? Isn't that rude?"

He starts the car and sighs, "No, it's not rude when you injure the people who attempt to harm you."

"Okay." I turn to him, " By the way can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Your friend, was he the one who shot you that night?"

His grip on the steering wheel tightens, "That bastard is not my friend and yes."

"Oh, why did he do that? He clearly missed the spot. I mean with that close distance he could've easily kill you."

He smirks, "Long story short. He doubted me for sending a spy to his organization, so the wound was a warning. Now that the fucker has realized it wasn't me, he better pay for it."

"Oh, can I ask more?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Tomorrow, Nevan. I'm having a headache right now."

"Okay."

I turn towards the window, and with that our fourth attempt of dinner 'date' is ruined.