Page 183 of A War Around Us


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“Lucca!” she yelled, and I didn’t miss a step, putting more distance between us.

XXXVII

KATIA

Lucca didn’t liewhen he said he had people to ignore…me. He’d spent the rest of that day in the bright-colored office with the door shut. All while I still had the memory and marks of our time together. I’d eaten alone and drew in the spacious and quiet living room, too proud to even attempt to go to him. I’d found a bottle of red he’d brought with us, a cherry tempting label I couldn’t resist. Before I knew it, I’d drained every drop. I just wanted to drown the silence, not myself, with pity.

Maybe I’d been wrong. This was never a getaway. It wasn’t a time for us to spend together or give me a glimpse of his thoughts, the events in his life and factors that made him who he was.

A cold-hearted bastard.

I knew of Lucca just as much as I had that first night I met him. Nothing.

Yet, I knew I wanted and craved his presence. It was maddening to not be able to slip through his barriers while he’d crumbled mine.

When I woke this morning, the only clue of him making it to bed was the rumpled sheets on his side of the bed.

I hadn’t heard him come in, I hadn’t felt him near. But after the way he’d taken me in the lake and the empty bottle I’d picked up this morning, I’d slept deeply by the toll my body had taken and the alcohol I had consumed.

But I wanted to say,the hell to prideand go to him.It had been easier in my mind because when I stood in front of the door he hid behind, I hesitated. Yet I pushed the door wide open, looked at him in the eyes, and followed through with my terrible plan.

Terrible, because I told him I was going on a trail and the closest thing I had to shoes were a pair of designer flats. His lips curled, entertained. Lucca agreed to join me if only to see me struggle and fight off nameless insects.

But we never made it too far because Lucca took me against a tree, then he bent me against a rock and fucked me as wildly as a fucking animal.

Then the high of his skin and our lips was short lived after we returned to the cabin, and the feeling of being just a fuck settled.

He left me by the front door without a word, and I had no fight left.

Later, I drifted to sleep before the sun could set, just to let the pain go away.

My phone rang.My phone. I’d forgotten I brought it. As I hunted its shrill sound, I could only think of one person who had contacted me via phone since coming back, Lorenzo.

After tossing a few things around my suitcase, I found it. But it wasn’t Enzo, it was our brother, Leo.

The shock of seeing his name on the screen did not even cross my mind, I only knew it couldn’t be good. We barely spoke.

“Leonardo?”

“I swear, Katia, you better be far from that damned forsaken city,” he roared and spoke so fast, it was hard to follow his voice.

Out of the three of us, Leo was seen as the most reckless and unstable.

Unstable by how his emotions bested his actions, and reckless as his knives shot at any living creature for the fun of it without a thought of repercussions. Leo was the definition of bloodthirsty without a mind. People feared his presence.

He was selfish without an ounce of remorse, and Enzo always cleaned up his mess. But this time, Enzo couldn’t fix the problem.Ihad to.

“Answer me!” he screamed.

This was bad. Leo was engulfed deeply into his deranged thoughts, swimming in its bottomless pool of sin.

“I am.” I wouldn’t give my location over the phone, and he didn’t ask knowingly.

“A fucking fire!” He laughed without humor, enraged. “He just couldn’t wait, could he?”

He made no sense, and havinghimon the phone, unhinged, and screaming in ire, chilled my body. My sight fogged out as the scene of calm lake water and Montana’s landscape from my window shifted into chaos.

“Is…is Enzo—” I breathed.

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