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.

my mind wouldn't give me a rest

out, confusing me to the brink. What

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

mafia shit and your hiding

you 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

aren't you afraid madam detective?" He asked,

now they know where I live. They could take me captive anytime. It's

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

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

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

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

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 how beautiful they were when they were bright

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

know where to even start

in a cocky tone, giving me a

"I was just-"

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

you want anything?" I turned to Luka as I

hand out to Nick. I saw as he reluctantly took it as he

on his heels and left, not before looking at me one more time though. That was weird. That's

he likes you right?" Luka pulled me out

some teenage crush. He knows I see him as a brother and nothing

have feelings for me.

when someone is hooked. And he is"

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

why it's 'hard' to be

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 here though. She was such an adventurous and

heard my voice coming out soft and gentle,

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