Chapter 43: More Bruised Knuckles?

Chapter 43: More Bruised Knuckles?
Chapter 43: More Bruised Knuckles?

Alessia

“What is it?” I asked Kara since I couldn't immediately see. 

“Tarot cards.” She held up a pack of well designed tarot cards. They had a moon and goddess they designery I think. I only saw it at a glance.

“Can I give you a read?” She asked, grinning wide with her bowl cut of reddish hair and I shrugged.

“Sure, knock it out.” I gave her the okay. She quickly opened the deck and started shuffling the cards.

“I know this is so trendy right now and everyone does it but I really like it. I have an appreciation for it. So let me try to really do this, okay?” She asked, glancing her round eyes at me. Again, I shrugged for her to go for it.

“Open yourself up to the cards, accepts the incoming message.” She told me.

I leaned my head in my hand from where my elbow rested on the back cushion of the sofa and I watched. She shuffled and shuffled again. 

“Do you have a question in mind?” She asked and my mind went blank.

“Umm, tell me something interesting.” I looked at the cards when I spoke, not her.

She started shuffling them really fast and said.

“I will be the first four or five cards to fall from the deck and then we will grab the card on the bottom of the deck as your final message.” She told me. I watched as she shuffled fast and one then two cards sprung out. Three flew across the sofa to practically my lap, it took the fourth one a minute but then that came out too .

I watched her withdraw the card but hold it immediately up against her chest so neither of us could see which card it was. Those four cards were in a line between the cushions that separated her from me.

“Okay, here is your answer.” she told me and then she laid down the devil's card.

She told me the devil card isn't bad and not every card is what you think it means but like I said, I put my own interpretation into every single one of these cards and she explained what she was reading from the little pamphlet that was included in the deck, I was talking to myself. The hanged man, someone condemned. The death card, what is my father and my brothers if not the constant threat of death, three swords. The love card, that one I don't have a clue about. And then the devil card, let me please refer back to my father and my brothers.

“Oh, your cell phone is ringing.” Her voice interrupted my deep concentration on the card. I glanced at the discarded phone on top of my bag on the floor, I didn't even hear it vibrate. When I looked at the name across the screen, my heart leapt into my throat.

It was Roy Vortex, normally that wouldn't freak me out but I just drew the lovers tarot card and now he is calling me in the middle of the night?  I also drew the devil card and the rest of them. Let's hope none of that applies to him.

“Oh, excuse me.” I quickly exited the room, I couldn't tell why he would be calling me after midnight.

“Hello?” I answered with a somewhat questionable voice. There was only a second pause.

“I didn't wake you, did I?” He asked me in that deep sexy voice of his.

“No, my roommate was just reading my future.” I told him. He chuckled and maybe he thought I was kidding.

“Any good news for the future?” He asked me.

“If you were calling me a second after she reads my cards then maybe not.” I teased him.

He let that deep chuckle resonate through his chest and straight between my legs. His voice sounds really good over the phone.

“Well, I figured it was a long shot but I thought if you were up and you weren't busy, maybe we could see each other tonight instead of tomorrow.” He got to his real reason for calling and I glanced at the time. It was just twelve-thirty.

“Umm…” I trailed off in hesitation.

Could I pull off sneaking him in here without Faya noticing? He is definitely asleep right now, so as long as he leaves before morning I probably can or even better, I can say he came from Kara. That is perfect.

“You don't have to…” he tried to let me know I didn't have to agree but at the same time, I spoke over him.

“Okay,”

“Really?” He asked for confirmation. When I gave it to him, he cleared his throat.

“Listen…” 

Well now, he has me intrigued. He always seems to find a way to gain attention.

“So, umm, you remember my cousin Hannah, the pregnant one? Well, I had to get involved in some of the drama and things got a little physical between me and some of the guys. So I don't want you to be alarmed when I come over if you see me a little roughed up.” He let me know. Interesting indeed.

“More bruised knuckles?” I held a smirk in my voice even if he couldn't see it over the phone.

“A little bit.” He replied modestly.

“Did you lose?” I asked next and he chuckled.

“I will let you be the judge when I get there, send me the address.” He told me. When we hung up, I quickly rushed back into the living room.

“Kara, I am having a guy over, a very hot guy, so please vanish and wear your headphones because I will be having sex with him.” I announced, she laughed and wagged her brows at me.

“The card never lies.” She waved around another card I couldn't read.

“Alright, go cast your spells in your own room.” I started shooing her. I looked around and the place was messy, I found myself trying to fuss with everything then stopped short. Wait, why the fuck should I care? I don't need to impress him, he wants to screw me, he doesn't care about my laundry or the plate of food Kara left on the coffee table. The racks in my room or my messy bed. Who cares? I just plopped back down on the sofa and sent Roy the address to this place. Hopefully, that won't be a mistake