Do I turn her?
If not, can I bear watching her die when the time comes?
Yeah, it’s not that simple, folks.
It’s not only the brothers' issue.
It's a fucking ton of issues.
Of fuckingcourse, I’m damned if I do or damn if I don’t.
Fuck!
I need to get gone.
“Spook,” I signal to my brother, the prospect tending the bar.
Spook walks over, wiping the bar countertop, lifting his chin.
“What can I get you,” Spook says, throwing the cloth on the counter behind the bar.
“Get me a bottle of Tequila,” I say, pulling out my pack of cigarettes.
I pull a cigarette putting it in my lips, lighting it up, inhaling deeply of the nicotine that gives me a fucking buzz. Of fuckingcourse, it sure as fuck wouldn’t kill me, so I smoke for the high like the brothers smoke their blunts. Let me tell you, those fuckers only get me dizzy, not cool.
Spookplaces the bottle of Tequila on the bar; nodding walks away to attend to a brother at the end of the bar.
I take the bottle, pushing off from the bar, walking to my room to relax, and decide on what to do with my sweet Baby.
I walk into my room, close the door, and fall onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. The moonlight illuminates my room, giving me some positive energy, some peace.
The moon's rays provide a sense of serenity, calming my soul.
My cell beeps; I pull it out of my cut inside pocket, looking at the name.
Fuck!
I slide my finger over the screen to answer, closing my eyes.
“Dionisie, you need to get your happy ass here, in Vegas, asap,” Vlad yells.
I pull my earphone out, shaking my head, then I replace the earphone. My ear is fucking throbbing.
“What the fuck,” I snarl, closing my eyes.
“Now,” Vlad grunts, ending the call.
Fuck!
Big brother is summoning me. I wonder what the fuck is happening. I need to change, but first, I need a fucking shower.
A few minutes later, I walk out of the shower drying my hair with the towel. Irunmy hand over the goatee that I started to wear.
Wynter fucking loves it.
Fuck!
I need to stop thinking about her and get my ass to the City Of Sin to talk to the brothers. It’s fuck important.
