Eternally

30. true menace

Chapter 30

Oriya Deronte

It's been a month. A month since the last time I heard from Vincent. A month since the last time I saw Vincent. A month since the last time I heard from the Italian mafia at all.

Sienna and I could care less. We had been doing fine. Great, actually. Although,I couldn't say the same for Kena. She has been a hot mess.

It's also been a month since Kena heard from Lucas. She was absolutely crushed. I offered to take care of it for her but she declined. She was currently burning his hoodies as Sienna and I watched from behind her.

She turned around and started balling her outs out again and she opened her arms for a hug. I shoved Sienna at her because physical contact makes me feel weird. I absolutely hate it. Sienna pats her head in comfort and I send her a thumbs up. I feel like I should give her a therapist at this point.

"Don't cry for him Kena, make him cry instead." I sigh.

"I agree." Sienna says. "You've been crying too much."

"It hurts you, insensitive monsters!" Kena screams.

"Okay! That's it. We're going to the club and whoring out." Sienna says as she drags Kena to my room.

Kena looks at me, pleading for help. I cross my arms and pretend I don't see her. I've had enough of this bullshit too. Kena deserves more than that cockroach anyway.

"I don't want to whore out!" Kena cries.

Sienna rolls her eyes, rummaging through my closet as she looks for outfits to wear to the club,

"Sucks to be you, doesn't it?!"  Sienna yells. "Get this outfit on! We're going to the club and you're going to fuck any sexy hunk you find!"

She shoves a white dress into Kena's hands as she practically rams her into the bathroom to change. She puts her hands on her hips and turns to me,

"We need to find her someone. She's so depressed over that little rat. I have never seen her like that." She huffs.

"I mean she has a valid reason. They shared some moments the least he could do is call." I mumble.

"Are you sure you're talking about Lucas and not the sexy piece of shit, Vincent?" Sienna raises an eyebrow.

"Shut up. Give me my outfit." I roll my eyes. Of course I'm talking about Lucas. I don't care if Vincent calls or texts.

Sure, I thought about him here and there but that was only because I remembered I needed to find out his whereabouts to kill him. I knew where all his mansions were but I just didn't know which mansion he was in. The man was rich.

The little stunt he pulled the day he left was also a huge reminder of his existence. Every time I showered his initials would be there, haunting me. It stopped bleeding at around the 4th day he left but the scar would be there forever.

He also came to mind every time I had cake. I fucking loved cake but now, every time I have some I think of Vincent. I can't even enjoy cake anymore. The only thing he didn't ruin for me is Lana Del Rey.

Nobody will ever ruin her for me.

She makes a face at me but hands me the dress anyway. It's black. My signature colour for when I go out. I go into one of the guest rooms to change and by the time I come out, Sienna and Kena have already changed into their own outfits. 

"You guys really want to waste time on makeup or just go?" Sienna asks.

"I just need to get shit-faced." Kena says walking out the door.