Chapter 18 - Harry Styles
"Harry, are you okay?" Gentle hand shakes my shoulder, as her soft voice tries to reach me and pull me back from my daze. My mind is racing back and forth desperately trying to find a good reason to defend a person who lied to me mercilessly. I don't know why I am so surprised by this acknowledgement, when from the start something was off.
"Harry," Lucia's voice rings in my ears again, this time snapping me from the cloud of thoughts. Our gazes connect, her face loses all emotion, presumably from recognising the fury that lays in my eyes. Her hand slides off my shoulder and she straightens her posture and nods slightly to herself, kind of odd but, I could care less right now.
I can't deal with her at this moment, so I get up from the bed and walk to the doors, when I open them I motion to Lucia to leave. She stands in the middle of the room confused by my action, but I don't even try to give a reason for my behavior. She doesn't need to see my meltdown or my anger. For all I know, she might be selling fog too, or even lie to get what she wants. When she doesn't move, I exhale deeply and walk back to her.
"I need to you to go," I say, even though I made it pretty obvious.
"You can't be alone now," she argues and I shake my head and laugh mockingly.
"Listen, I appreciate your decision on telling me the truth, but you did your deed. Now, you need to go," My hand hangs in the air while pointing at the door, I am growing impatient by the minute and she decides it is for the best to give me attitude. She crosses her hands over her chest and tilts her head on one side, making it obvious she is staying. I hide my face with my palms and inhale deeply, I am trying hard to be polite and understanding.
"If I leave you now, who knows what you will do. We need to make a plan on how to get back at her," I remember the time her voice was like heaven to my ears, now its just torture.
"Yeah, Lucia, I will get all my shit and go to her home and kill her. What do you think of me? That I am some sort of a psycho killer?" She sucks in a short breath and licks her lips, letting her bottom lip stay inbetween her tongue and bottom teeth a little longer.
"Of course not, Harry. Its just not a good idea to go confront her unprepared," I stare at her, for a good few seconds trying to process the words she just said like she has some kind of a part in all this.
"Where have you been all this time? Why did you leave so sudden without any reason?" My questions seem to confuse her or surprise her, because now she is the one staring back at me.
"I told you, that is not important. We have a plan to develop," she tries to change the subject and I start to laugh, I don't feel like laughing but this situation is just so beyond me. It almost amazes me how she gives her enough of credit to think she needs to be involved.
"You have nothing to plan with me. This is my thing to sort out. Now, if you won't tell me where have you been, please leave," I say, my face as emotionless as it can be, at least that is what I portray for her restless eyes. She gathers her lips in a thin line and ehxales through her nostrils then finally, leaves.
I close the doors after her and I can't help it but to feel relieved that she finally left. My tired feet take me to the bed and I slam my body against the soft mattress, before I know it, I'm deep in sleep wonderland.
The next morning rolls in and I jump out of the bed, with the same feelings of anger and hurt, even if I wanted to sleep over all of these feelings, they wouldn't have gone away. Each time Eliana pops in my head, that awful feeling of betrayal and hurt squeezes my gut, hard.
I just can't believe I let her in my life, so close to me. I'm wondering, would she continue with her lies after she succeeds in her intention?
I put on some fresh clothes and make my way towards her bar, she must be there, if not, I will visit her home. I just need this sorted out, to let her know I found out about her deceiving plan and, I have to be honest, I am glad it did not work.
When I open the doors of her nicely decorated bar I find many confused, angry even, people. They all are chattering angrily amongst themselves, but I can't make out anything from their conversations. Something is off. Tables are empty, no body is drinking anything. Some guests are even slamming their hands on the bar and, presumably, calling for a waitress. Oh, how I wish I had learned German back in school, it would make all this way easier.
I make my way through the crowd and join a line thats stuck on the bar. I decide to lay low for a few seconds just to see if anyone is going to appear, but when Eliana nor her other waitress don't show up from the back, I finally ask a person next to me for some information about all this distress.
"Nobody is here! I have been waiting for thirty minutes for someone to come and serve me coffee and I still haven't got it!" He exclaims loudly straight to my face, his English language is weak, but I am very thankfull he knows it enough.
"Well, does anybody have their numbers?" I ask and the guy looks at me like I fell from the sky, he shakes his head.
I pull out my phone and dial Eliana's phone number. Well, it wasn't my plan to call before I face her, but situation is really weird. If no one showed up in the morning, bar would still be locked. By the view of it, everything is ready to start a new business day, except the person who works here.
"Hello, you reached Eliana! Currently I am not available to answer your call, but I will call you back. Or not. Leave a message, bye!" Her answering machine squeals in my ear. I frown and end the call, not having a second thought on leaving her a message. I take one last look on the angry line in front and silently make my way out of the bar, whatever happens to it I really don't care.
With all the anger within me, I find my way to her apartment. My bones are shivering of how infuriated I am. I am sure I still don't feel sadness of being betrayed with all this defense wall that is trying to break out. Defense wall? Oh no, defense fire I am about to spit on her.
Main doors are locked, just as I suspected so I ring on someones last name and without any question, they press the button which makes the buzzing sound of the doors, unlocking them. So many careless people around here, easy trusting. They might let in the killer to their apartments if they continue with this.
Echoing corridor is silent, everyone is minding their own business behind closed doors, only thing that can be heard is the angry stomping of my shoes as I make my way to the doors of the woman who stabbed me where it hurts the most. I hate being used. I hate when people look at me and see only their possible way to the famous world or my money. I really thought Eliana was not like other girls. But what to I know anymore? I could not read through her mask because I was blinded by lust.
Typical man brain, show us your atributes and we are in a daze. Fuck! I should have known better than that, I should have been more carefull and less trusting. If Lucy did not say anything, Eliana's plan would actually work out, because I am stupid and blind.
I breathe out loudly when I reach her doors. I reach for the handle but it catches me off guard when the doors just slide open, hinting it was never closed in the first place. I slowly open the doors just enough so I can go inside, her cat immediately comes and greets me, but when I reach down to pet her she hisses and runs away somewhere deeper into the apartment.
When I walk further inside, I am horrified on the state of each room. Table in the middle of the kitchen is knocked over, living room is a mess with couches pushed out of their places, rug is also a victim of the once unharmed glass table, tiny pieces of the glass reaching to the kitchen even.
Even the drawers in the kitchen are opened, when I walk past them I can notice the absence of knives, only to find them all scattered around the apartment. What in the world has happened here? My heart starts to beat faster when I find one knife with fresh blood on it, successfully staining the hardwood floor.
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