She sought death in a queen-size bed
And he said honey your looks can kill
So now you're dead
touch me yes
I want you to touch me there
Make me feel like I'm breathing
feel that I'm human
A Little Death – The Neighborhood
Diana
The days without going to the bar avoiding an unnecessary encounter were longer than I imagined, I had to glorify several times when Sunday finally arrived and the expectation of adrenaline infiltrated my body replacing the indecent and repetitive dreams.
I avoided getting into the subject, something in my expression must have betrayed my unwillingness to talk considering the silence of the two without looking for any gaps to know what happened.
When night finally arrived, Theo and I nodded in agreement pushing Katarina into the biker bar as it was a relatively neutral place in Vincenzo's eyes and still had the bonus that despite being brutes the bikers wouldn't let my sister be dragged away.
After all, they just want a minimal excuse to fight, which comes in handy now, when I went downstairs and around the building to find Jack leaning against the car waiting.
I went into an automatic mode, the desire to have blood running down my hands anesthetizing the frantic thoughts, entry into the port was facilitated by Diego's orders.
When we reached the container area, hands shaking in anticipation, Theo and my brother watched from all sides until Diego appeared out of a dark spot between some containers.
“Tell me you left some fun,” I said, almost begging to have one of the screaming men pull out blood and some nails.
He shook his head with a cynical smirk, and we followed the darkness between the spaces of each shipment ready for shipment.
We stopped in front of a blue container, the number marked on the side showing to be the correct one, some tattooed men appeared checking the numbers ahead without noticing our presence.
When the movement had reduced to a lookout and the other men making preparations for boarding, we began the first part of the plan by killing each of the soldiers in movements calculated to cause silent deaths.
I walked around the harbor checking once more that my targets were down, adrenaline coursing through my body, hands full of blood and ferocity filling my mind.
Neither of us looked any better than the other, it didn't take much effort to open the container.
dragon
Going to drink another day at the bar with Tip waiting for Diana to show up and after three days on Sunday night it's just Katarina alone. I wait anxiously for the door to open and show the woman who takes my thoughts away how desperate it seems for a man with all my history to duck into a bar expecting to see a person who has made it clear is just another one in his life.
A hot, sex-filled night to which she owes no satisfaction after running away showing up hours later in a luxury car.
I felt reality knocking on the door of my mind, I have no idea who Diana is, the same way the animal screams to discover each of its facets.
"She's not coming." I jump on the stool at the start of the twin arching her brow with a giggle.
- I'm not waiting for her - I replied returning to take the full glass without bothering to look at the face so similar to what makes me apprehensive.
- Of course. – I heard the chuckle. "Are you expecting her to fall in love with a fuck?"
I gripped the glass tightly, containing the emotions so distinct and indescribable, so many years facing the scorching heat, the sandy wind hurting anywhere on my skin and the thirst reverberating through my body like a silent disease. And the blue-haired girl with a snobbish smile, blank stare and a scarred body making every part of her skin a work of art such perfection, destabilized man, soldier, animal and biker.
“Like you said, it was just a fuck.” I didn't make a point of looking at her, the lie hooked like a lump right in the middle of her throat coming down with more alcohol.
- Good - Exclaimed, stoking curiosity, I turned my smiling face to her, taking the full glass offered by my old brother along with a basket of chips - What's wrong? - She stopped with the potato halfway to her mouth and a face of secret - If it was just a fuck, I don't need to feel guilty.
- Whereby? – I asked without hiding my curiosity.
— Oh you didn't show up again and the neighbor asked if my sister is single, I said yes. She took a sip of her beer, her calm clashing with the rising tide of fury.
“Why do you think it matters? – I spoke with a clenched jaw and gritted teeth.
- Now I don't feel guilty because like you said, it doesn't matter - She opened a smile turning her attention to the chips.
Tip pulled my glass and refilled it, analyzing my expressions, I didn't make a point of hiding my bad mood in case he thought of making some stupid joke.
The hours that had seemed slow in the last few days dragged on into the night, Katarina when she got the opportunity ran to the karaoke. Every time the door bell rang I felt a jolt of emotions quickly dissipating as I realized that she really wasn't coming.
I tried in every way to contain the curiosity of asking where she is, how she is and especially who she is with.
The undertone of strong words with a contained fury in the background of the dark gaze is all I need less now that things are finally getting back on track for the club move.
That way, the memory of your body glued to mine on top of the bike and your hands sliding seductively over my skin until they reach my cock, I sighed, revolted trying to slow down the will by getting a better position on the stool.
The girl exactly like my desires swaying while singing karaoke on the dance floor it was easy to recognize rare couples stepping forward and dancing to the beat, the clenching in my stomach revolting with bile.
I can still feel the anger when I saw her getting out of that car, when Tip told her she had called someone instead of waiting for me to wake up. Ignoring the perfect fit of our bodies in the bed I can't sleep in because of the sweet smell impregnated in the sheets.
The soft sounds of the voice so similar, I remember traversing each of his scars on his back with my fingers like a map to be traversed, in the end the chest would be to discover the precious mystery behind those lackluster eyes. In every movement of our bodies dancing on that bed, when the orgasm reached all its structures, overturning the fears, the brightness was born softened with a light and sinuous smile in the corner of the lips.
I had to contain so many questions stuck in the middle of my throat and at the same time I didn't want to ask anything, just listen. To have the pleasure of her voice telling every secret behind every mark staining the softness of her skin and in that way, all her beauty only increases. The imperfections making her so unique in an ambiguous way completely perfect and human in my eyes, a paradise for a man lost in the desert.
Cracking my neck trying to keep the last strands of my composure, I leaned my elbows on the counter, resting my head in my hands without caring what anyone else might think.
- You know that the only thing your brother wanted was to have love returned - I raised my head seeing the sad look.
I sighed knowing it was the purest truth, the only thing that Johnny wanted was to have his love returned, a love that seemed so impossible to his eyes and at the same time within reach of his fingers.
I remember his last breaths giving his life, eyes watering for not having the opportunity to live the dream and the happy smile to be returned in the last breath, the glazed eyes did not erase the smile that marked his face. His cold skin carries so many dreams and desires.
The sad smile on the brother's face was soon exchanged for ironic happiness pointing with his face, I finally realized that the music stopped and I saw the sister of the owners of my thoughts sitting next to him, I took a deep breath looking for almost non-existent patience.
“She never went to the movies. - The words causing a strange taste inside my chest and the curiosity ... - Our upbringing was strict - she said taking the glass.
"And you're saying this for?" - I asked
She opened a smile identical to her sister, getting up and taking the beer with her and sat in front of the stage waiting for her turn to return to the singing.
How has a twenty-something woman never been to the movies?
Bfff living in NY she needs to have been to a movie theater, there are times when the city center is full of famous actors promoting some new movie. The impossible traffic manages to reach a level where the tycoons themselves resort to housing on the same block as the company or apartments connected to the office just to avoid wasting time with these unforeseen events. I felt the slap stinging my face again, the challenge running through my dark eyes and the urge to feel the palpitations watching my body sweat to the point of screaming begging for release.
I glanced at the clock on the bar counter for an advanced time and picked up my cell phone texting Cade, finished my drink, and got up.
The relatively calm things, the club's problems under control and Johnny's blue eyes talking about his ravishing passion all dreams of the future being lost in the blink of an eye.
I turned around grabbing my jacket off the barstool, quickly stepping out of the bar feeling the cool night wind hitting my skin and realizing I wish I felt cooler inside.
Running against the tide that the small cause has been exhausting, I got on the bike starting and feeling the power of the engine that I love so much starting to roam the streets getting ideas a little decadent and certainly comical for my friends.
Anyway, I wasn't able to give up on the idea as I looked at the clock and confirmed the nine-thirty time, it would only take forty minutes.
Noticing the different movement in front of the building, remembering one of the points on my list for Lucky to investigate, I entered the building up the five flights of stairs, holding my breath as I reached the front door.
I'm an idiot.
So, I lowered the hand I was going to use to knock on the door, it opened showing a latin-looking man with wet hair, a backpack on his back and soon a teenager appeared behind him, startling to see me.
Diana appeared behind them in the middle of the room, exchanging a silent look with the man who soon finished opening the door and left with the girl without a word. I felt a thud in my chest recriminating all my restraints telling me to stay away from her, I took a deep breath making the mistake of smelling the sweet scent getting so close.
“You came.” The voice so close made me open my eyes, the way she fits my chest perfectly, lifting her head to meet my eyes. “I don't think he came to stand still.
The tone of voice contained a hint of acid, the heat of her body a step away from mine, making me question my own sanity around this woman.
— I didn't want to disturb your meeting — I spoke calmly, wanting to assuage my fears with a word from you.
— It didn't get in the way, they were just two friends passing through town. I even believe I'll end up being the bridesmaid.
He added quickly and I could see the fear after speaking, as if he was talking too much and without wanting to miss the opportunity, take advantage of it.
- Let's go to the movies? She sighed and her eyes widened, turning to look somewhere in the house, maybe a clock.
— It's almost ten o'clock Dragon, is there a cinema open at this hour? - She asked without disguising the tone of curiosity stoking mine even more.
“I already bought the ten-thirty tickets. – I smiled confidently when the always unlit eyes gleamed, the face went down to the simple clothes, the cargo pants falling perfectly over her hips with a long-sleeved blouse and Bugs Bunny printed, I contained the smile – You are perfect, do you accept?
I reached out and sighed rapturously as the small hand accepted mine.