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.

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

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

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

mafia shit and your hiding from the police in the woods

talking about?"

it all 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

detective?" He asked,

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

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

He laughed a little. Well this is embarrassing. "I'm not a serial killer Victoria. And I'm not in some 'mafia shit' either" He

the worst about him, but who could blame me? He was so secretive

he watched me carefully, as if trying to read my mind. It's

if he was running his hands through it continuously. His face looked a lot younger

hold a story. Deep behind those silver pools was something more than just a charming, broken

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

cocky tone,

"I was just-"

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

want anything?" I turned to Luka

way." He introduced, holding his hand out to Nick. I saw as he reluctantly took it as

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

pulled me out of my thoughts by

crush. He knows I see him as a brother and

still have feelings for

is" He nudged his head in the direction

wouldn't happen. I'm not looking

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

been friends with anyone outside of my- home... and it's been like that ever since. I knew someone who had

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

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