Call Me Celeana

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I pull into abbeys driveway and get off my bike. I fall to the ground and look up at the sky. My cut over my eye started to bleed. Blood mixed with tears.

Abbey came out of her house and over to me. "Lucy?"

"Why did he come back?" I growl and wipe my face with my sleeve.

"Who came back?" Abbey asked sitting down next to me.

"That monster I told you about." I mumble as I lay looking up at the sky.

"Did the memory come back?" She asked.

"Yes. All I could see was he face. He fucking smiled. He fucking smiled." I yell in anger.

"Lucy? Why did it come back?" She asked looking down at me.

"Dallas he used those things." I mumble.

"Oh. He doesn't know does he?" She asked.

"No." I growl.

"He didn't mean to hurt you Lucy. You know that right?"

"He smiled." I mumble and roll onto my side.

"You made that monster pay for what he did." Abbey put her hand on my arm.

I pull my arm away from her.

"Lucy. What's you're real name?" Abbey asked.

"What do you think it is?" I sit up.

"Like Becca or Krista." Abbey laughed.

"Not even close." I mumble.

"Why do you not go by your real name?"

"Because Zack's Dad told me I have no past before the gang. He told me to forget it." I look at Abbey.

"So what's you're real name then?" She asked looking at me.

"It's Celeana." I mumble.

"Celeana ? I like it. Can I call you Celeana?" She smiled at me.

"Not around other people." I stand up as I see a car pull up the drive.

"Ok Lucy"

"Call me Celeana now. Not Lucy." I say as I watch the car.

"Why?" Abbey asks.

"I like it better then Lucy."

"Ok Celeana." Abbey says and waves at the car. I could see Jay was inside the car. He put the car in park and got out. He walked over to us.

"Hey Abbey. Hey Lucy." Jay looked at us.

"Call me Celeana." I look at Jay.

"Okay then, Celeana." Jay looked over at Abbey. Abbey just shrugged.

"What do you need Jay?" Abbey asked with a smile on her face.

"I need to talk to Lu- I meant Celeana."

"What is there to talk about?" I ask Jay.

Abbey was just about to say something but her phone start to go off. She excuses herself and walks off into the house.

"I want to talk about Zack." Jay asked as he looks down at the ground.

"You look like you need a drink." I say and walk towards the house. Jay follows me inside and to abbeys liquor cabinet. I open it and pull out a decent wine.

"You shouldn't drink." Jay said as he tried to grab the bottle from me.

"Jay, please. I grew up in the mafia. I've been an assassin for 6 years. How do you think I forget the shit I've seen?" I state and take a drink of the wine.

"Doesn't matter you're under age." Jay grabs the bottle and goes and sits on the couch.

"By one year. Not even. Only 3 months before I'm 21." I Huff.

"Why do you want to talk about Zack?" I ask as I go sit next to him on the couch.

"Why did he beat you?" Jay asked taking a drink of the wine.

"Because of something that Dallas's men did. They slept with Zack's step mom or whatever. And Zack's Dad made Zack beat me to make an example." I pull my knife out and look at the blade.

"That's no reason to beat you!" Jay yelled and took another sip.

"Don't over do it, fairy. That's a 600 dollar bottle of wine. One sip and you're shit faces for days." I say looking at jay's glassed over eyes.

"Is Zack into BDSM?" Jay slurred his words.

"No. He's a satis. He learned it from a women he used to know." I say as I look back down at my blade.

"What woooooman!" Jay yelled. "Zack's................... G..........A..........Y........... Gay. He liked to bang Men. Not Woooooooomen." Jay slurred and spilled some wine on his shirt.

"Zack's Bisexual. He fucks both. But a women made him that way. Made him a satis. But don't worry about her, she's dead. I made sure of that." I mumble and put my blade away.

Jay stood up and threw his arms up over his head still holding the bottle. "He like to fuck men like me. I'm so fucking hot. I'm god damn gorgeous. Why would he fuck Woooooooman. When he can fuck me like a rag doll. He can use me like a doll." Jay yelled.

"You've had enough to drink." I say pulling out my throwing knife and throw it at the bottle in Jay's hand. The blunt end of the knife hits the glass bottle and makes it shatter. The dagger sticks into the wall.

"Nooooooooooo." Jay falls to the floor and starts to cry as he sees the wine on the floor.

I roll my eyes and throw Jay's phone at him. He picks it up and looks at it.

I stand up and go get my knife out of the wall and walk into abbeys office. She was sitting at her desk drawing on some paper. She looked up at me. "The doctor dropped off your pills this morning. You need to take one in the morning and at night." Abbey pointed to the pill bottle on her desk. "And Dallas is on his way over to get you."

"I don't want to see him." I growl.

"Too bad." Abbey mocks me and looks back down at her drawing pad. "You also need to stop waisting my wine. And stop putting holes in my house."

"Na. If I do what I'm told to do there's no fun in that. So I'll do what I want. You needed a new hole in the wall to. It makes the room come to life." I mock Abbey and walk out of her office.

"Oh fuck you." Abbey yelled.

"You would." I call back and go into the living room watching Jay cry on the floor over his spilled wine.

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