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.

sure if I wanted to know, but my mind wouldn't give me a rest until I

 can handle" He pointed out, confusing me to the brink. What does that even mean? Weren't we all

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

or in some mafia shit and your hiding from the

talking

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

madam detective?" He asked, his eyes

I afraid? I mean 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 have any immediate family who

not afraid" I finally concluded confidently. I couldn't show any

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

but who could blame me? He was

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

take in his 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, making him look 10 years younger and more fresh. His eyes were grey and shimmering. I could imagine

behind those silver pools was something more than just

where to even start searching for

know, it's rude to stare" He said in a cocky tone, giving me

"I was just-"

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

want anything?" I turned

I'm fine. I'm Luka by the way." He introduced, holding his hand out to Nick. I saw as he reluctantly took it as he glanced at me

turned on his heels and left, not before looking at me one more time

you right?" Luka pulled me

time but that was just some teenage crush. He

still have feelings for

he is" He nudged his head in the direction Nick

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

why it's 'hard' to be friends" I prolonged, attempting to change

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 ever since. I knew someone who had friends from

soft and gentle, trying not

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