Walking into my dance studio with Vader I smile to myself. I love this place and having it a floor under my flat is good for a somewhat lazy person I am. I can't really call myself lazy because I like having something to do, but then there are some days I embrace my inner laziness and do nada.Vader likes coming with me here because of his own corner. There's a big bed next to his water and food bowl. He really does own that corner, it's hard to move anything away from there without him getting angry. Wesley and Tilly know not to go near there when he's sleeping. Vader gets angry, it's like he was a king and his kingdom was getting invaded, he goes bonkers. Not a pretty sight.
I go to my stereo and plug in my phone, quickly putting my 'bailar' (to dance) playlist on shuffle and start dancing. One of my favorite playlists, it's a mix of songs with that I like to dance to and songs I like to sing along. It allows me to dance and cool down, I'm pretty proud of myself for creating that.
Dancing is something I love doing to forget about my life and just lose myself. I focused on it heavily when Gustavo died. The thought of him makes my heart clench and makes me dance even harder to the music. My emotions get the best of me as I fall to my knees and cry.
I miss Gustavo so much, his death will probably always haunt me. I feel so much guilt and pain, no therapist can help me. Somehow dancing has become my escape, although it has been helping less lately.
My thoughts then turn to the guy I trusted with my feelings and the truth about my experience with Gustavo's death. Christopher. My heart slightly drops at the thought of him. Yes, I'm over him but what he did to me still pains me. I would have never thought that someone who told me they loved me would ever betray and play me that way.
I wipe my tears away and start to get up. Vader walks over to me and licks my knees. He's my one and only now. I sit down on the floor and scratch Vader's belly until I heard my phone ring.
I go over to where my phone is to unplug it and look to see who is calling me. It's Wesley.
"What's up Wes?" I ask.
"ALARICE! Did you know that Lilliana has a beaaard?" He slurs.
"Why are you calling me drunk again? Where are you?" Damn it Wes, that's the third time this month. I don't know what's going on with him. We're not high school nor college students anymore.
He coughs and groans. "Uhh, I think at David's party. Maybe. I think. Yeah."
"Be there in 10." I hang up and grab my stuff to take Vader back to the flat.
I put on a slightly over sized hoodie, light washed boyfriend jeans, and my black vans. I pull my hair up, grab my purse and keys. Off I go to get Wes... again.
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I pull up to David's apartment and rush to find Wes. David is a fairly popular supermodel and loves his parties. He's good looking but isn't the brightest star in the galaxy. I don't know why Wesley is at this party, he isn't exactly a big fan of David.
Moving past the crowd of people inside the apartment I look around for Wesley. When I don't see him inside I go up to the roof top. Lucky David, he has full access to the roof top, perks when you're a hot shot model. I go up the stairs and see a drunk Wesley sitting on the floor with a girl trying to lick whip cream off his hair. I shudder at the sight and go up to Wesley.
"Hey Wes, lets go." I say pushing the girl to the side.
"Heey Alssss! Oooo I sound like a snake. Listen, ssssssss." Wes slurs to me as I swing one of his arms around my shoulders.
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