Ephemeral

Chapter 9

I went out of the arena and called back to the unknown caller.

Unknown Caller = UC

Lucia = L

L: Hello?

UC: Hello. Is this Lucia Romero?

L:Yes it is.

UC: My name is Detective Sage.

L: Okay is everything alright?

Pause.

UC: Lucia, do you remember your principal, Mr Harrington from your previous school?

L: Yea, of course.

UC: He died in a car accident a few hours ago.

WHAT?!

NO how is that even possible.

I swear someone's killing them.

Mierda did someone find out about my identity??

UC: Lucia?

L: What happened?

UC:It is still unknown but we believe that he was drunk while driving.

Harry never drinks.

L: Did they find any body?

UC: Yea but it was pretty bad. It's hard to even recognise him.

L: Thanks for letting me know. It means alot.

UC: Welcome. Have a good day.

L: You too.

I hung up.

As I rode back, I couldn't help but replay the conversation in my head.

Harry died in a car accident.

His body was not fully identified.

So maybe it wasn't him.

Coincidence?

Is it possible that the Spanish mafia was getting revenge that I did work with them?

No. They don't know who I am.

Unless they do.

No way. How could they be so childish?

There's a possibility that Harry's alive.

Wait. So Gael and Martina might be alive.

No. Don't get your hopes up.

I reached the mansion/palace and climbed into my room.

The second my foot touched the floor, the light snapped open.

"Where have you been?! It's 2 in the morning." A furious looking Antonio was glaring at me.

"I- I.. ermm I-"

Omg I couldn't think up an excuse.

"Who's blood is that?!" he raised his voice.

"SHHHH, shut up."

"Oh don't worry about the others. They're sleeping like sloths."

I frowned at him.

"Young lady, get change and please clean the blood off." he said.

I stared at him.

Guys, guess I'm now a young lady.

"Now, please."

"Okay. Okay."

I quickly walked into the bathroom and into the shower.

Why is he awake?

Oh no. He's gonna kill me.

Did he tell Matteo?

Nope. I hope he didn't

I'm gonna die.

I walked out of the shower and into the closet.

I put on the same oversize t-shirt and shorts I wore a few hours ago.

I should just spend the night here.

No harm done right?

"Lu, if you're thinking about spending the night in the closet and wait for me to leave, it won't work." my busy-body brother said.

"Urghhhh," I groaned and opened the door. "How do you know?????"

He shrugged.

"Great minds think alike," he smirked from my bed.

But that smirked disappeared when his eyes roamed about my body and landed on my thighs. Then his eyes went back up to my face.

He patted the bed indicating for me to sit beside him.

Should I?

Meh. Why am I even scared of him?

He's like the chill brother right?

Wait no. I think that more of Matteo.

I swallowed and walked over.

I'm about to die.