Psychotic

Chapter 9

||*Justin Bieber*||

Well done you fucked it up!

I bit on my bottom lip tightening the grip on the steering wheel of my red Bugatti.

I turned up stepping on the accelerator maneuvering through the web of streets of this hell called Venice with one place as a target; Olympic Paradise.

Stopping the car abruptly making sure it wasn't visible to unwanted eyes.

Relaxing back in my seat i took a package of cigarettes out of my back right side pocket. Sliding one cigar out i placed it between my lips hiding the package in my pocket again now grabbing a red platinum lighter. Rolling rapidly the mechanism of the lighter a flame appeared. I disposed the object to my cigar lighting it up.  I Exhaled the smoke creating a grey fog to occupied the inside of my car.

Suddenly my eyes descried Tue long wavy hair making her way inside the night club, Katrina.

Turning off the cigar and the ignition of the car I stepped out of it slamming the door close and locking the car.

Walking fast I pushed the door open.

Narrowing my eyes i sat on one of the lonely sofas making sure my hat and my sunglasses were placed correctly to hide my face.

Finally Katrina's silhouette came out from what i guessed was the workers changing room.

She looked so damn fine with her white tank top and her black mid-tight skirt...

She smiled to other worker starting a chat with her as some other customers rushed inside the building.

I sighed throwing my head back, Why can't she just see me the same way I see her?

"What is it gonna be?" A female voice snapped me out from my thoughts.

I gazed at her for a second, her light blonde hair was up in a messy bun and she was carrying the typical note book for the orders.

"I don't want to be mean but can i he another waitress?" I leaned forward resting my elbows on my legs.

The woman widened her yes and stared away from me for a second at the loss of words. Then she nodded slowly somehow trying to guess what she did wrong when she really did nothing bad.

I stared at her from the corner of eyes, just as i predicted the waitress made her way to the group of girls where Katrina was.

I turned my head placing my hands behind my head.

The click of some heels echoed in my ears.

"Hi sir what is it-" Her beautiful voice spoke cheered stopping steadily as I turned my head to face her.

"Hi baby" I side smiled flashing her my white teeth.

She opened her mouth slightly in disbelief frowning her eyebrows down turning her fragile hands into small fist, the hate could almost be tasted.

"You look cute when you frown" I teased pointing at her face.

She groaned turning around on her heels starting a firm walk back to the bar's direction not speaking a word to me.

I arched my eyebrows in confusion feeling my anger showing off.

Calm down, calm down not now...