Chapter Nineteen

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 I found myself sitting on the couch in the main room, watching something on television. A week had past after Cristiano and I decided to ditch the dance and go above ground. It was a little boring around here when the Talaat had nothing do do either. It was deserted around the main room, so I quickly got up. I had told Cristiano that I would meet him here at seven. I checked my phone.

6:49

I was a little nervous going up and disguising myself as a normal person. I created a fake credit card, drivers license etc., and I pulled it out of my pocket to check it one more time.

I had chosen the name Erika, and I put on a wig, which was blood red colored that went down to the small of my back. I focused on that for an hour, then worked on my makeup, then outfit.

I wore a black leather jacket with a white tank top underneath, and some skinny jeans.

Cristiano walked in, wearing some dark skinny jeans, and a top, similar to what he was wearing the other day. He wore his hair as it was, but put on a fake piercing.

I had a real one, I got it for my eighteenth birthday, on my eyebrow; it was a ring. I just decided not to wear it until now.

"Looking nice, Via," Cristiano complimented. I gave him a look. "I mean, Erika?"

"You too, Michael," I told him. Cristiano chose the name Michael, because that was the name of his birth dad. "Ready?"

"Yep."

We made our way to the exit, and went up the stairs to our secret garage, which held a lot of fancy cars and motorcycles for disguise. Cristiano tossed the keys in his hand and unlocked a car to my right. It was slick black and had tinted windows. It was the really fancy kind.

"You rented this car from Karen?" I asked.

"Yeah, I told her about our plans and since no other car was rented, she let me," he replied. I opened the door and got in the car. Cristiano started the engine, and we were off. He drove us to a local bar, which was placed downtown and in between two other buildings. He parked the car, in a spot across the street from the bar.

"Do you have your cards?" Cristiano asked me. I nodded, getting more and more excited as we edged closer to the building. I shoved my hands in my pockets, feeling my phone, and looking down at my purse dangling on my wrist. Cristiano walked in front of me and opened the door. "Thanks," I said ducking into the smokey area. I was immediately greeted by a bunch of people dancing and drinking and having fun. We walked in the room and up the stairs in the back to a restaurant area on the second floor. I was surprised at how more empty this area was compared the bar. It had windows showing the skyline of the city, and I was amazed since I had never paid attention to that before. There were tables separated around the room, and some lights were strung across the ceiling. A waitress spotted us and quickly walked over to where we were standing.

"Table for two please," Cristiano said.

"Reservation first?" she asked. I looked nervously at Cristiano. He had a calm face as he answered.

"Under Howard," He smiled his dazzling smile as the waitress revealed a sheet of paper and nodded.

"Michael Howard?" She asked. Cristiano nodded. "Follow me, please."

I felt silly watching the waitress read our lies. I almost laughed out loud for a second thinking about it.

"You okay?" Cristiano asked. I nodded. The waitress brought us to a table next to the big windows. I looked at the buildings and the sunset sky.

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