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.

shaky voice. I wasn't too sure if I wanted to know, but my mind wouldn't give me a rest until I found out anyways. I was simply too curious. Curiosity killed the cat, but at

 can handle" He pointed out, confusing me to the brink.

then it hit me--I swore I knew it all in that moment. It took a lot of thinking and

you are a serial killer or in some mafia shit and your hiding from the police in

talking

makes sense now. That's why I don't see you in town, and why you live in the woods. You're hiding aren't you? That Caleb dude, he's so protective. You're working for him aren't you? You tried to end it all and I stopped you. " I cursed under my breath. “You can't live with the guilt. You poor

aren't you afraid madam detective?" He

I mean I should be. I let two maniacs in my home and now they know where I live. They could take me captive

afraid" I finally concluded confidently. I

a serial killer Victoria. And I'm not in some 'mafia shit' either" He added, using air

who could blame me? He was

face as he watched me carefully, as if trying to read my mind. It's messed up in here bud,

through it continuously. His face looked a lot younger too.

something more than just a charming, broken

sense that he doesn't know where to even start searching for that hope. But I could help

to stare" He said in a cocky tone, giving

"I was just-"

Vic can I get you anything?" I beamed up at Nick for saving me, though I was genuinely

me, thanks. Do you want anything?" I turned to

out to Nick. I saw

left, not before looking at me one more time though.

know he likes you right?" Luka pulled me out of

crush. He knows I see him

have

know when someone is hooked. And he is" He nudged his head in the direction

wouldn't happen. I'm not looking for love either. Nick

why it's 'hard' to be friends" I prolonged, attempting to change the subject. He

you can't know about. I've never been friends with anyone outside of my- home... and it's been like that ever since. I knew

my voice coming out soft and gentle, trying not to startle him.

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