Chapter 78
Kay.
Chaos.
That's what is happening in this house? There are noises downstairs and the sound of gunshots.
That must be grandpa because his voice is loud enough to reach my ears. Maybe he finally found out.
How sad!
Carl is literally sleeping on me, and I wonder how he doesn't hear it. Or maybe he is acting ignorant.
I can't believe Carl, though. I don't think there exists a hungry man like this one. He promised only once, but he couldn't stop. I think he will kill me with sex.
To make matters worse, he was nowhere near gentle. I loved it either way.
I love everything he has to offer.
"Carl," I tap his shoulder, but he doesn't react.
How can we be in bed naked while there is a commotion in the house? It hasn't properly dawned yet, and I feel it is so disturbing. I wouldn't wanna be near grandpa when he is angry.
At that time, everyone becomes his enemy, even his little Princess, but I can't help but feel sad for him. Deciding to let my man rest, I try getting out of his grasp, but his hold on me only tightens.
"Where do you think you are going?" he groggily asks, pulling me back into my previous position.
So he wasn't even asleep?
"Don't you hear the noises? "
"That is your grandpa, " Ace said he will tell him when everyone is in bed, you know how he gets. My poor old man must be shooting everything in sight now.
I would do the same if the person I love and I've known for that long is taken away from me.
"Do you think maybe he needs someone?" No one wants to be alone when they are grieving. He also needs a shoulder to lean on in this hard time.
I can't imagine how horrible he is feeling. Imagine waking up and I'm told carl is no more.That I will never see him again.
So heart-wrenching to even think about it.
" Yes, but that person is not you, princess," he says, grabbing my hand and placing it in his hair. I have realized he really likes it when I massage his scalp. I think everyone likes it.
The house is quiet, contrary to what it was this morning. Dad and his girlfriend are in his room. Carl and Sam just left, and now it's just me, Theo, and Rico.
Theo seems off since yesterday, and he's sitting alone in the living room, so I chose to talk to Rico, who is on the balcony smoking.
"Hey," I mumble, leaning on the railings beside him. The first time I met Rico, I thought he was this bad guy that everyone warned me to stay away from. Turns out he was not like that. He was a boy who grew up being isolated and just desired to be noticed like his twin.
I really feel bad for him sometimes.
Sometimes I wonder if they used to give Carl everything and let Rico fend for himself. I doubt his mum would let that happen, though.
"Kay," he says, giving me a slight smile and taking a drag from his smoke. I really hate smoking. Rico looks sad today. I can't blame him; everything around here is gloomy.
People are dying, and no one can be happy about that. Especially seeing the old man helplessly break down.
"How are you holding up?" he asks, and I sigh, staring into space. This morning was hectic. Getting grandpa to calm down was a hustle, and he angrily left when he was told that her body couldn't be found.
After dad sent his men after him, they confirmed that he went back to Italy, and from there, I don't know what's gonna happen next.
We have to arrange her funeral, and that means all of us will be traveling. The other sad part is that I know nothing about andrea. I don't know any of her family members or who to contact.
The sister she was trying to protect that day at the hospital went missing, and I have no doubt Dean knows where she is.
"Holding on, I think." It's true I'm holding on. It's fucking chaotic, and I can't start to list what hurt more than the other.
"I am sorry about that," he mumbles, and I nod.
"Are you okay? You seem off today," I ask, looking at him with genuine concern. I learned from Carl that their mum is fine and she, together with their dad, went back to their home. I haven't asked him why they let her leave with her abusive husband.
Carl said he'll take care of it, and I'm hoping he makes it quick because no woman deserves to be treated that way. Maybe that's what's bothering Rico.
"Look, Kay, I know it's completely the wrong time, but I have been meaning to talk to you about something," Rico starts in a more gentle tone, and it makes my heart race in anticipation. He has never been this soft yet serious with me before.
He turns his body to face me and eliminates the space between us at the same time.
Fuck, if Carl saw us like this, I would be in deep shit. "What is it? " I ask, glancing at him before quickly turning my gaze away. This looks bad.
"It's messed up," he lowly chuckles, scratching his head, and I think that is cute. Everything he does almost resembles his brother's. " I'm in love with you, Kay. I don't know how it happened, but I just found myself having this crazy feeling for you," he whispers, and I look anywhere but his face.
Now, this is completely messed up
. "Mmh Rico..." I clear my throat, not knowing what to say. He knows I love his brother, right? And Carl loves me back.
"You don't have to say anything, Kay, I know you are with my brother. I had to say it, at least I had to try. You will never know if you don't try, right? " he sadly chuckles, and that causes my stomach to churn. Why did he do that to himself?
I know it's the heart that chooses, but damn! Fuck, I'm speechless.
Carl is one person I can't let go of or betray; I can't choose another over him, no matter what position we are in. I love that man like crazy, and I can't dream of leaving him.
"I'm going back to Italy when this mess is over. I will be waiting just in case a miracle happens." He moves closer and pecks my head before moving and walking away.
Okay, that was something else.
I watch him dump his cigar in the dustbin before disappearing through the main door.
"You guys seemed tense. Is everything okay?" Theo asks, taking Rico's place, and I sigh, sitting on the bench behind me. "He says he loves me," I answer absentmindedly, still shocked by the revelation.
"I knew it," Theo mumbles, joining me on the bench. I think something that is bothering him is more serious. The always cheerful Theo I know is replaced with a sad, almost depressed one.
"Are you okay? You look disturbed, Theo." he silently stares at me for a minute like he's trying to think over his words, before looking away and leaning on the wall behind him.
"It's Sam, we broke up," he murmurs in a defeated voice.
"What?" I mumble in disbelief. These two are the serious people I know, and whatever happened between them, it must be Sam. Theo is the most honest man I have known, and I already feel sorry for having doubts about him.
"There is this club we always go to, so last weekend he went alone, and I thought maybe he forgot to tell me. So I grabbed my jacket to join him." he looks down and sighs to himself.
Poor guy.
"And then I found him and the bartender talking and laughing, I didn't think anything out of it until they kissed Kay." he looks at me with sad, hurt eyes. "He didn't even push him away; instead, he deepened the kiss, and I had to watch that."
Oh! no.
"I trusted him. I have always thought he was the one, but turns out I was wrong. "
Damn, Sam.
I don't know that bartender guy, but he can't be half the man Theo is. I can't believe Sam cheated.
I could have given him my piece of mind, but I respect people's privacy. I can't just interfere with their business because Theo is my friend.
"Did you two talk?"
"What is there to explain, Kay? It was a whole two-minute kiss that ended with them laughing, with no regrets. It's clear he has been doing this behind my back all along," he says in a more frustrated tone, and I decide to become a good friend by offering him a hug.
I know how that shit hurt. I would never wish for anyone to go through that heartbreak.
Carlos.
"Why would you do something like that, Sam? I thought you were my relationship adviser?" I scowl at him, but careful enough with the road.
"I don't know what got to me, I feel so terrible," he grumbles, leaning on the backrest of the car.
"That is the fakest excuse I have ever heard. I thought you two were serious." Of all the people, I never thought that Sam would cheat. He is not a playful person, and the way he behaves with that boy gets me more confused.
"We are, but you don't understand. I just happened to have been crushing on Tim all my life, and Theo came. So when we visit the club, I normally notice his glances, and that's why I had to go alone. You know, to confirm my suspicions, turns out he felt the same way."
"You are an idiot, so you broke up with that boy for a fucking crush?" This is fucking unbelievable.
"Theo broke up with me, and I'm going to fix it. Nothing is happening with Tim, you know how I feel about Theo." I thought I did, but now it's difficult to understand. And I thought I was fucked up. How can you love someone and still kiss another?
When I did it to Kay, it was acting, yet I felt so disgusted, but this idiot willingly went ahead to kiss someone, and the poor boy had to walk on them. I would kill someone if they tried that shit with my girl.
I can't imagine her kissing someone who is not me.
"So what are you going to do with the Russian boy?" he changes the topic, and I remember the reason why I left Kay's house.
"I'm going to cut his balls first, and then I will leave him to Kay. I want her to decide how he ends, "I promised to cut off his balls at the crude words he told her. That will be the first thing to accomplish before we talk about anything else.
"Anything from Victor yet?"
"He found out we have his son, so any moment from now, he will be here." I can't wait for this war to finally come to an end. Though in this business anything can happen, it's better than having a crazy Russian on your back every time.
"More reason I'm telling you to postpone this date, Carl. Wait until we take Victor down," Sam argues, and I shake my head. This date can't wait.
I started planning this the day she let me touch her. That's the day I knew Kay trusted me, and I can't lose this chance.
"You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do this. I will have enough security around us. Don't worry, "What can go wrong anyway? Everything is slowly going back to normal. Also, I ruined our first date, and tomorrow night I want to surprise her with a day out.
Just the two of us away from the craziness of violence. I have more surprises planned out for her, and I hope everything goes as intended.