Billionaire Bad Boys Club. A club formed to hide the dirty secrets of the top one percent, a club to cover the tracks of the elite. But when these boys start to get threatened by their own secrets, things begin to go out of control.
-𝐍𝐄𝟎𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒
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ACT FIVE SCENE FOUR HATE & BETRAYAL
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sahar glacé PERSPECTIVE
IF THERE WAS ONE THING you could ever have, what would it be? My wish would be to meet my mother one last time and ask her why it's so hard to communicate with people. We're supposed to understand each other, to trust without second thoughts but why do all the people I seem to trust leave me. I never have bad intentions about anyone, I always want to believe there's something good in them but they turn around and stab me in the back - causing me to internally bleed, bleed and bleed and never recover.
It's in my blood to just trust without questioning loyalty.
Here I am at the party of a boy I seemed to see good in with friends I thought were good. What if he turns around and hurts me? What would I do then? Would I let him get the best of me and endlessly believe that there's still some good left in him? It's true that Luca Valdez is nice but he's only nice to people that benefit him and yet I'm not sure why I benefit him. I want to know why he's attached to me.
"Is there something wrong?"
Luca's question causes me to smile. "No, nothing's wrong." my response causes him to smile. I frown, how is he smiling when he knows what's going to happen to him? Why doesn't he show his true emotions, why does he bother hiding it from me?
"You're going to get engaged today."
"I know." he responds curtly. But on that stage today, he didn't seem happy.
"But you ran off after telling people that."
"I didn't run, I walked away, there's a difference." he says calmly, the smile remains on his face. I know he's hurting but why does he have to pretend with me. Am I not his friend? I want to be treated like a friend. I don't want to blindly believe in him, for once, I want to second guess and make him feel better.
