When the gypsy met the gorga

Chapter 26: Stefan

What happened? Oh my God!!! Tara....why's she in my room ? Where the hell's her top?

"YOU JERK!!!!"

Millie turned about to run off. I growled, shoved Tara away and ran after Millie.

" Oye wait!", I called after her.

I got a hold of her hand. She pushed me away.

"You had to show me that all you gypsies are the same!!!!", she yelled. "None of you can be trusted!"

"Listen I was drunk...and asleep..I didn't.."

"I can see that you're drunk and that you were sleeping with her."

She yanked herself free and ran. I stopped there for a moment, then ran after her but she reached her house by the time. I knocked and rang the bell a million times but no one came.

I waited a while longer and then left.

Tara was waiting outside my caravan....fully clothed. I went and stood in front of her. I felt like shreading her dignity to bits now....so she would regret what she did for life but I wasn't like her.

"It's a shame that we couldn't do it,"she said.

" You'll get your own back some day",I said.

"I was doing you a favour," she said locking her hands around my shoulders leaning in. "I could give you so much."

I pushed her away and went inside locking the door. I couldn't believe Millie fell for that. I would never do sonething like that.

I went over to her place first thing in the morning. She hadn't answered my texts in the night. I knew I wouldn't if I was in her place but she didn't see the whole picture. Tara had come in when I was out of order. I was half asleep.

I went to her house the next day. The door opened and she stepped outside. Her face was hard.

"What do you want?", she barked.

I bit my jaw. Why did she have to make the things so difficult? I took a deep breath and spoke up. "I want you to hear me out. "

" Go on,"she said not looking at me.

" I was drunk and half asleep last night. I drank after ....for a reason. I didn't see or hear her come in.Come on Millie I was fully dressed! You know nothing happened. Use your better judgement."

She didn't move. " I saw what I saw and of late.....I don't know what I stand for, I don't know what to believe. I certainly don't want to believe in you."

"Millie!!!"

"Just go..I'm sick of you and your lot. We're through!!!"

I lost it then." THAT'S IT!!!", I yelled. She could say whatever she wanted about me but not about 'my lot'.

" You want this done! Then fine this is done!"

I stormed off fuming. I went and sat in the meadows. It was empty save the abandoned tents. I sat in front of the large oak tree and weeped into my lap. I couldn't think of a life without Millie. I loved her. I couldn't lose her.

I felt a hand over my arm stroking my shoulder. I looked up to see Nana. She was in a pair of jeans and an old check shirt but her beaded earings and bracelets were still clinging to her. She sat down next to me on the grass.

"I've never seen you cry since you were 5", she said smiling.

I smiled a weak one back. I hadn't talked to her in days. "Go on, you can tell your old woman, whats going on". So I told her what had happened since last night. " I suppose you were right about her Nana...the gorgas don't understand us."

"Actually, I was wrong", she said. I looked up. "When I thought about it...I thought she seemed very mature when she talked about marriage. She also seems to be a girl who values..karma evwn though she wouldn't know about it." I stared. How quickly could a person change ?

Gran reached into her pocket and pulled out a couple of weeds and handed them to me. "This is the herb I was talking about", she said. I stared down at a bunch of dandelion. But the tips of the leaves had a bit of a purplish tinge instead of red. The flower was more orange than yellow. "You dry these in the sun for a while and the mix them to make different medicines." I sighed.

" There's no point...no one's interested anymore."

"You might not have the gorgas with you but you'll always have your kumpania."