That Bitch..

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I met Matteo at small Cafe by the river. It was little awkward, but I kept my head up. We did not talk about that evening we had plans, but I did not come - I did come, but plan changed - not for my good. We talked, but Matteo seemed like he did not want to talk about himself that much..he was asking me questions. I was always thinking that my life is super boring, but he seemed to be interested in my life.

By the end of our "date" I did not know nothing about him, but he knew everything about me from my name to the size of my shoe. We got out of the Cafe around ten p.m. and he offered me ride home. I did not feel safe to say Yes, cause we just met.

"So can I see you again?"

It was nice to hear that, but unfortunately wrong person was asking.

"Maybe.."

I kissed him on his cheek and walked to the tram station. When I was sitting in the empty tram, which was driving through the city filled with lights I felt very lonely. Max did not call me or text me since last week. I felt tears burning in my eyes.

I received the text - it was not Max as I was wishing - it was Matteo.

"Hope to see you soon..you're amazing.."

I pressed delete button.

"We had two floors..in the basement there is a club, our first floor is lounge area and there are four rooms on the second floor.."

I was not paying much attention to Mr. Gan Webster, who was a owner of the Termix nigh club. Termix was the hottest spot in the city, which was weird to me due the fact that it was Gay club. Jaro was eating every Webster's word hoping for free pass.

"OMG, I love it! Look at the Zebra print chairs Michaela.." Jaro was almost fainting, playing with his hair and constantly fixing his leather vest from Kenzo.

"How do you like it?" Webster looked at me. Webster was clearly gay - older bold gay guy with the diamond earrings in his ears and the golden chain on his hairy chest.

"It's very colorful.." Pink walls, zebra and leopard prints, huge mirrors in antique looking golden frames and sparkly disco-balls..And I did not mentioned the stuffed dear and tiger in the corners..

"OMG.is that a Vuitton?" Jaro ran to the big chair in the center of the dance floor with LV logos on it.

I let Jaro handle the conversation and I sat on the empty bar to check my cell. I received my bus ticket home..I was leaving next Friday. I had another message from Matteo, who wanted to see me and one mail from Camille. She was coming to Capital in two weeks and she wanted to meet up.

"In two weeks we are coming back Darling." Jaro told me when we sat in to his car - little lime green Smart car.

"I love your boots..Sexy." He winged at me and started the car. "I think he wants me.."

"Who? Webster?"

"Yep."

"He is like hundred years old.."

Jaro shook his head. "Come on Honey, don't discriminate.."

"You would go with him?" I could not believe it..Webster looked like some kind of the slimy freak, who collect shoes for his pleasure.

"Did you see that Bentley he parked in front?"

"Yes I did. And I also saw his bad self tanned face, his shiny bold head and his curly chest hair.."

Jaro laughed. "I can not wait to see what you will come back home with.."