Cold

Chapter 35

I don't even bother listening to the guys conversation.

Charles pulled me down onto his lap a while ago and I've been sitting here uncomfortably ever since. But I don't really care.

All I care about are my friends who are across the pool looking at me. Practically begging me to go over to them. To tell them the truth about his. But I can't. If I do. Veronika will die and most likely Gavin as well.

I don't want my cousin and my...whatever Gavin is to me, die! I can't let them die! It's not right or fair!

I bite down on my bottom lip as I move my attention towards Gavin and his buddies. Adamo is with them now...Veronika being with my friends...but even if they aren't together, they still look at each other. And the way they look at each other is something so much more than words and I envy that.

I want that with Gavin but whenever I look at him it's a mix of rage and care.

I can never make up my mind with him. It's always complicated.

But for Veronika and Adamo...it's so easy.

How is it fair that I get this f*cked up life?

I guess Veronika is lucky that she didn't get mixed up with all that drug shit when we were younger. Of course, Gavin and I just had to be friends with the drug lord himself and was forced into it whether we liked it or not.

I'm not denying that I didn't like it. I loved it. But just the fact that now I'm paying the price kills me.

I can't be with the guy I like like! I like like Gavin Gallo and from what Charles told me it's more than that. It's love! How can I love Gavin Gallo?!

You managed to like him though...the voice in the back of my head whispers to me as I secretly curse at it to f*ck off.

My eyes remain on Gavin. How he's sitting on the side of the pool with his feet in the water. His friends around him. Adamo sitting on his right. Luca to his left. While the rest of them stand in the water in front of him.

The water reaches their waist. Well, besides Patrick. The water reaches him just above his waist.

Gavin tries not to look at me but tries not to at the same time because whenever he does Charles does something to irritate both him and me.

Like before, Gavin was staring at me for too long and Charles left kisses from my neck to my collar bone.

His eyes always on Gavin. Practically begging Gavin to test him. But Gavin always gives in and looks away. Usually back down at the pools water.

Charles always wins with a smug smile on his stupid face.

But this time I don't care.

I keep my eyes on Gavin and wait for him to look back. Charles seems to notice after a while and squeezes my waist. Hard. I can practically feel the bruises that are bound to appear later.

"Stop staring." Charles growls lowly in my ear.

"No. Not until you let me go talk to him." I whisper at him. That only makes him angrier as he squeezes my waist harder.

I hiss quietly but quickly recover as I bite down on my bottom lip. Trying hard to show these gang members and druggies that I'm not scared of this drug lord.

The Massimo's seem to be amused by the little scene in front of them. Lorenzo hasn't looked at me since I sat down. He keeps his conversation going with three other buff looking guys. I wouldn't be surprised if he tells me that they're gangster. Actually, I'd be surprised if Lorenzo told me they weren't.