German Rendezvous

Liebe - 22

"When one has once fully entered the realm of love, the world no matter how imperfect becomes rich and beautiful, it consists solely of opportunities for love." ~ Soren Kierkegaard

Lukas.

"I don't care what paparazzi say or whatever...tonight I'm going to party and party hard." I murmured to Marian.

"As long as it makes forget about her." Marian replied in a nonchalant tone.

"Tell the Limo to take us Anwar's place." I said looking at the balcony from my suite.

"You are going not we." Marian exclaimed.

"Argh whatever stay like the loner you are." I snubbed at him.

"That Dutch kid is trouble." Marian muttered.

"Argh Marian you seem to know everything, Anwar is just laid back." I shrugged breathing the sunset air.

"He is a drug addict Luke is that what you call laid back huh ?" He snapped argh here goes the lecture.

"You exaggerate." I exclaimed.

"Do you want to relapse again because you know very well that he was the reason for your Cocaine drug abuse."

I tried thinking about it but I didn't want to think about the events that happened a year ago. It wasn't Anwar's fault, it was my father's fault the pressure he put on me was unbearable. I had to look for something that temporarily made me sit relax and forget my problems for the moment.

"Oh Marian, stop acting like you care, after all this is your job right to watch me like an im insane. You are nothing but my father's shadow and I hate my father so don't ever tell me...what I can and cannot do. I can do whatever I want this is my life mein mein leben." I rose voice at him, he seemed shocked by my sudden actions.

"I'm getting married anyways might as well just enjoy my temporary freedom..." I chuckled racking my hand through the my hair but behind that fake laugh was a broken heart that was yearning for one girl who left without even saying goodbye. My life is a hopeless cause.

"Lukas just don't do anything you will regret." Those were the words Marian said in a soft voice before he left.

Did I feel bad ? No I always feel shitty, it's a feeling am accustomed to and only Antonella was able to switch that feeling and I could never do it myself. It's as if she knew me like manual to a remote, everything she did made me smile as cheesy as it sounds. She had a presence about her that just made me become a different person towards her, towards my parents, towards the world and everyone around. My past was such a blur but it had only been what ? Soon to be nineteen years but it felt like I had lived the life of a fourty year old. I had experienced every good and bad part of what we call life. If I ever see a therapist or psychologist, I will scream the shit out of berlin because I have had more than enough of them. Sitting in a room, emotionally being forced to talk like it will improve anything and to be analysed. Nothing and no one can fix a broken human.

I quickly called the Limo to come downstairs. I hated being in this hotel everything reminded me of her, it was too good to be true who believes in fairytale anyways. Opening the door to my royal suite, I got out my iPhone in hand. It felt so weird walking around alone because I have become used to Marian always being there.

A man came out of the suite Antonella and her friends used to share. He was tall but a few inches from me, he had black jet hair and wore an expensive looking black suit. He didn't look old, he looked round about his mid forties. He was walking towards the elevator like me. He had this scary presence about him it was so intimidating but something was familiar about him. I swiftly got in the elevator and he did the same with his body guard who was very well built.

"Guten tag." He said to me surprised that he even spoke to me. I just nodded and couldn't wait for the elevator to open.

He spoke to his body guard in a strict but worried manor but what caught by surprise is when I heard him say Nella or maybe I'm now love sick I hear her name everywhere.

"Ek is bekommerd oor my klein meisie, sy gedoen nie blyk gelukkig." The man said to the bodyguard.

I tried to make up what they were saying but I don't speak Dutch do I. Argh Anwar really needs to teach me that language maybe then I will meet another Dutch girl like Antonella.

The elevator opened and quickly made my way out. The receptionist gave me a small smile and I nodded, she had been on my back for a while. She has a crush on me and here Marian was thinking that she hangs out with him for nothing. It's basically to get to me argh bitch.

Philip was already waiting at the lobby, I went in and told him to go to Anwar's place. He gasped.

"Sir I can't your father told me to take you anywhere but far from that boy."

"I will just tell my father I took a taxi...now drive along you know the road." I shooed him closing the glass window between us. Why everyone scared of my shitty old man ?

When I arrived at the Steenkamp mansion, it still looked the same, blasting with music red cups everywhere and the pool full of undergarments well don't tell me the party just ended.

When I opened the door, my nose was filled with the stink of alcohol. I spotted Anwar and some other dudes I used to smoke weed with. Anwar spotted me and a smile was across his face, this idiot I laughed.

"ATTENTION EVERYONE, I SAID ATTENTION YOU FUCKEN IDIOTS." Everyone turned to looked at him as he was standing on top of the stairs the house was packed with strangers as always I'm sure his parents were out on a business trip.

"MY FUCKEN BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD LUKAS RIEGER IS HERE EVERYONE...NOW LET'S PARTY HARD." I stood on the corner with my hands in my pocket as he slurred his speech. How I missed this bustard.

He was coming towards me when a slot started running their hand up and down my chest.

"How about we go upstairs and give you a steamy session." I felt disgusted.

"Lukas you don't remember me do you...it's me Kayla."

Oh fuck kayla kitty whatever her name is...we used to fuck but I was so disgusting fucking everyone and everything.

"Get out of my face and don't fucken touch me." I walked away to where were Anwar hugged me like I had been missing or dead.

"Lukinator don't every do that to me again !!!" He said his eyes blurry I knew what he meant, about the drug overdose a year ago that almost ended me in a coma.

"I won't I promise." I said hugging him back.

Feels good to be back.

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Now we will find out who Lukas really is or was before he started staying at the hotel.

Translation for Afrikaans / Dutch.

Ek is bekommerd oor my klein meisie, sy gedoen nie blyk gelukkig."

I am worried about my little girl, she didn't look as happy as before.