Victoria's pov

"Luka?"

He's here. A part of me was slightly relieved, but another part of me was pissed. Pissed that he took so long to come, in addition to the anger I was feeling towards my shitty ex-boyfriend. He really chose the wrong time to come.

"What is it with you men and your terrible late timing?" I asked, turning completely towards him. He could see that I was not in the mood.

" Yea sorry about that. I got carried away in my thoughts" He mumbled as he scratched his neck awkwardly. I simply stared at him in disbelief. That's his excuse?

"Okay" I simply said before making my way to my cotton candy.

"Okay?"

"Yes okay Luka" I stopped to face him. "Look if you don't want to be friends, it's okay. You don't have to feel sorry for me and try to force a friendship you obviously don't want" I really wanted to get to know him and maybe help him, but you can't bring the horse to the water only to force him to drink.

Or however that saying goes.

He sighed again before explaining. "It's not that I don't want to be friends, Victoria. I just can't. It's just really hard to be" He admitted, looking defeated.

"Why? Why is it so hard?" He really caught my interest there. Why was it really?

"Can we go somewhere else to talk?" He asked nervously, and I nodded in agreement. Well this should be interesting.

***

Surprisingly Luka doesn't know many places in town, so I took him to Charlette's diner to talk. It was relatively quiet there, so we could talk without disruptions.

We sat in silence for a while before he chose to speak up.

"There's a lot of about me you don't know" No shit Sherlock.

I nodded, telling him to continue. "Some things you probably don't want to know..." He trailed, making eye contact with me as if warning me.

wouldn't give me a rest until I found out anyways. I was simply too curious. Curiosity killed the cat, but

out, confusing me to the brink. What does

knew it all in that moment. It took a lot of thinking and reasoning, but it all

if you are a serial killer or in some mafia

are you talking

him aren't

you afraid madam detective?" He asked, his eyes dancing

I should be. I let two maniacs in my home and now they know where I live. They could take me captive anytime. It's not like

I'm not afraid" I finally concluded confidently. I couldn't

little. Well this is embarrassing. "I'm not a serial killer Victoria. And I'm not

the worst about him, but who could blame me? He was so secretive and mysterious to the point where it

face as he watched me carefully, as if trying to read

features. His hair seemed slightly messier than the first time I saw him, as if he was running his hands through it continuously. His face looked a lot younger too. I noticed he shaved,

those silver pools was something more than just a charming, broken man with a

where to even start searching for

cocky tone, giving

"I was just-"

I beamed up at Nick for saving me, though I was genuinely happy to see

Do you want anything?" I turned to

holding his hand out to Nick. I saw

said, then he turned on his heels and left, not before looking at me one more time though. That was weird.

you right?" Luka pulled me out of my

teenage crush. He knows I

still have feelings for me.

is hooked. And he is" He nudged his head

right, it wouldn't happen. I'm not looking for love either.

never finished talking about why it's 'hard' to be friends" I prolonged, attempting

I have a whole other life that you can't know about. I've never been friends with anyone outside of my- home... and it's been like that

voice coming out soft and

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