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“Got business going on later... you know what I mean?” This will be the first time that I’ve ever turned down her advances, and I’m a little worried about how she’s going to react.
Talia knows exactly who we are and what we do, and that just seems to turn her on even more. She certainly wouldn’t kick me out of her home just because there was some fucking blood on my shoe – she would probably lick my cock while I described all of the gory details of the murder to her.
She was the sort of woman that a man like me deserved.
“Don’t be sure a bore,” she laughs, nudging me, trying to get my attention back on her. “It’ll be so much fun and you know it.” She’s confused by my sudden change of heart, and I can totally understand why, but I just don't want her – that’s all there is to it. Ever since I’ve been with Olivia once more, she’s all that I can think about.
“No can do, doll face,” I continue, standing up to highlight my point. “I have to get the fuck out of here – maybe some other time.”
The pout forms on her lips before I can even start walking outside, but I can’t let that derail me. Her tantrums aren’t cute anyway, they’re fucking annoying and the last thing I need. I have to just walk away now, before she can start.
As the cold, fresh air hits my face, I can’t help but remember that day – the one where I decided to join the mafia, turning my life completely upside down on his head. I wonder what would have happened if I had told Johnny ‘no’ and I’d continued to work on myself. Looking back now, I really could have seen that night in juvie as a blip, rather than a glimpse of my future. Then I would have stayed with Olivia, and I would still be with her today, probably even married to her and thinking about having kids. Only I would be the man that she deserves, and our life together would be happy.
Maybe I would be a banker, or a shop worker – I would have been anything but this .
It’s a shame that it’s too late now, and that I cannot turn my life around. If I could have one wish, I would go back in time, and I would send myself along the right path instead. That one shitty decision changed everything for me, and now I’m reaping the consequences of that. Sure, I have the money that I always wanted – that I never thought a guy like me could earn – but it isn’t enough. It isn’t what I truly want anymore, and the memory of Olivia’s face when she realized just who I am, is reminder enough of that.
Knowing that I shouldn’t, but also knowing that I’m going to make another crazy decision regardless, I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial her number. I don't know what it is about Olivia that has me so hooked, but I just cannot seem to keep away no matter how hard I try. It’s the same now as it was back then – even if I did force myself to do it just the once. What I should do is go back into Teasers, finish my drink and bang those two strippers, but it isn’t what I want – not anymore.
“Hello?” She answers, sounding a little nervous. “Marco, is that you?”
“It’s me,” I sigh dejectedly. “Look I want to see you again, and I hope you do me.” I hate how sappy I sound, but the truth spills out of my mouth regardless. “I know things have been...” I shake my head quickly stopping myself from going down that road. “Look if you want to meet me again, come to the place where we first kissed, okay? I’ll be waiting.”
With that I click off the phone, and I put my head down as I walk, focusing only on the end goal of where I’m headed right now. I’ve given her a choice, and if she chooses not to come then I’ll accept that we’re over forever, that what I am is too much for her. And if she turns up, then I will see what I can do to make some sort of future actually happen.
Somehow.
Chapter 9
Olivia
1 5 th December 2010
T he last couple of weeks have been like torture. Marco hasn’t been at school at all,
Talia knows exactly who we are and what we do, and that just seems to turn her on even more. She certainly wouldn’t kick me out of her home just because there was some fucking blood on my shoe – she would probably lick my cock while I described all of the gory details of the murder to her.
She was the sort of woman that a man like me deserved.
“Don’t be sure a bore,” she laughs, nudging me, trying to get my attention back on her. “It’ll be so much fun and you know it.” She’s confused by my sudden change of heart, and I can totally understand why, but I just don't want her – that’s all there is to it. Ever since I’ve been with Olivia once more, she’s all that I can think about.
“No can do, doll face,” I continue, standing up to highlight my point. “I have to get the fuck out of here – maybe some other time.”
The pout forms on her lips before I can even start walking outside, but I can’t let that derail me. Her tantrums aren’t cute anyway, they’re fucking annoying and the last thing I need. I have to just walk away now, before she can start.
As the cold, fresh air hits my face, I can’t help but remember that day – the one where I decided to join the mafia, turning my life completely upside down on his head. I wonder what would have happened if I had told Johnny ‘no’ and I’d continued to work on myself. Looking back now, I really could have seen that night in juvie as a blip, rather than a glimpse of my future. Then I would have stayed with Olivia, and I would still be with her today, probably even married to her and thinking about having kids. Only I would be the man that she deserves, and our life together would be happy.
Maybe I would be a banker, or a shop worker – I would have been anything but this .
It’s a shame that it’s too late now, and that I cannot turn my life around. If I could have one wish, I would go back in time, and I would send myself along the right path instead. That one shitty decision changed everything for me, and now I’m reaping the consequences of that. Sure, I have the money that I always wanted – that I never thought a guy like me could earn – but it isn’t enough. It isn’t what I truly want anymore, and the memory of Olivia’s face when she realized just who I am, is reminder enough of that.
Knowing that I shouldn’t, but also knowing that I’m going to make another crazy decision regardless, I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial her number. I don't know what it is about Olivia that has me so hooked, but I just cannot seem to keep away no matter how hard I try. It’s the same now as it was back then – even if I did force myself to do it just the once. What I should do is go back into Teasers, finish my drink and bang those two strippers, but it isn’t what I want – not anymore.
“Hello?” She answers, sounding a little nervous. “Marco, is that you?”
“It’s me,” I sigh dejectedly. “Look I want to see you again, and I hope you do me.” I hate how sappy I sound, but the truth spills out of my mouth regardless. “I know things have been...” I shake my head quickly stopping myself from going down that road. “Look if you want to meet me again, come to the place where we first kissed, okay? I’ll be waiting.”
With that I click off the phone, and I put my head down as I walk, focusing only on the end goal of where I’m headed right now. I’ve given her a choice, and if she chooses not to come then I’ll accept that we’re over forever, that what I am is too much for her. And if she turns up, then I will see what I can do to make some sort of future actually happen.
Somehow.
Chapter 9
Olivia
1 5 th December 2010
T he last couple of weeks have been like torture. Marco hasn’t been at school at all,
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