A few weeks had gone by. I still hadn't found a new house, and I was still sulking around the lab. I ran into Lilly a few days after the trial. She said Rhiannon had gone to Italy indefinitely, get over her and move on. I was 'wasting my time'.
Shannon had convinced me to go out with him tonight. Maybe find someone to get my mind off her.
Shannon showed up and we headed downtown, he pulled up in front of Veneer. "No dude. I'm not going in there."
"What? It's not like she's here, right? Isn't she hiding somewhere?"
I rolled my eyes, "Fine. Let's go."
We had been here for a few hours, Shannon was drunk, and there were Hollywood whores everywhere. I'm bored out of my mind!
"It must kill ya ta be here."
"Why?"
"Because, this is all hers and she's no where to be found. And dropped you like a baaaaad habit."
"Are you fucking serious Shannon?! What the fuck is wrong with you? You know what you're not going to Africa. I've had enough of this shit." I pointed around him indicating all the problems that were holding him down.
Shannon stood slightly swaying "Bullshit bro! You don't have any fucking say in what I do!"
I had already text Emma telling her to call in the back up. I stood up in front of him to get on his level. "I do have say in when, enough is enough! Not only are you fucking up with Mars but you're unreliable. You're my big brother Shannon. The only one I might add! You are not going to do this to me!"
"Me, me, me, me, me. It's always what his Majesty wants isn't it."
"Are you fucking kidding me!?" Then I heard it. Her voice. I froze, my heart racing.
"Whoa what's going on here?" Then Shannon happened...
"Well if it isn't the murdering little trick that's got my brother so hung up." Without missing a beat she decked him, and knocked him out cold.
"Get him the fuck out of here." And then she was gone. Didn't even look at me once. Nothing. The bouncers picked up my brother and we were headed to the back door when this tiny little woman tapped me on the shoulder.
"Mr. Leto? Miss Morello would like a word with you if you don't mind. We'll take care of your brother." I nodded and followed her through the club. Now she wanted to talk to me?
She knocked on the door twice, motioned for me to wait, and walked in closing the door. I few seconds later she opened the door for me to enter. The office was...how do I say it? On the edge of goddy and magnificent. The walls were blood red and the desk was old and made of rosewood there were victorian couches on the sides and various other ornate things. She was sitting at the desk behind her laptop. I sat opposite of her with my arms folded across my chest waiting for her to explain herself. She shut the laptop, and sighed while rubbing her eyes. She looked horribly tired.
"Jared look I'm sorry I left without any explanation, but it was for your own good. You don't need to be associated with me. It'll just tarnish your reputation."
Bullshit! "My reputation? Do you know what my reputation is? People think I'm a money hungry, womanizing, jackass that throws fits when he doesn't get what he wants! Being with you can't make my reputation any fucking worse!"
"Jared my family isn't just 'associated' with the mafia. My nonno is the don. Do you get that?"
"I don't care."
She sighed and rubbed her temples. "Jared...my family kills people!" She stated sharply then whispered, "I've killed people..."
I might be crazy, but..."Yeah. I don't care. Do you get that?"
