Lukas's POV:
"I saw Skylar, Skylar Moon entering the hospital in her brother's arms covered in blood, bruises, and scars. She's been beaten. How could someone do this to a girl?"I ask confused my brother. He's just 16 but he's my right hand in the Mafia.
" Luk! Remember how you get to be the Boss of Ortega's Mafia. For God's sake, do not ruin what you build this far by showing mercy! You've watched this girl for a long time. You prepared your plan in detail just for ruining it now?! " Marcus sorts with a frown, laughing nervously.
" Shut your fucking mouth! You know I want Thomas Moon's Mafia! I want to show my father I'm better than he could ever be and taking that huge business I'll achieve it and you know it! I have to make her mine to take advantage of her father and make him give me what I want! " I say loudly letting the anger in my voice.
She was looking so kind at me when she first saw me that I almost feel sorry for her. But life is never fair!
Marcus leaving my office and Skylar's face full of blood mixed with tears appears in my head.
What if she's just an innocent girl?
What if she knows nothing about this 'evil world'?
What if...
Marc enters my office again after a while, running.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you know how to knock? Let me show you, dumbass! " I howl.
"You close your hand as if you were punching someone like I'm gonna do with YOU if you won't knock from now on, and you beat in the door 3 times. Remember! Knock three times, slowly cause I need my door, before opening it..." He interrupts me and tries to talk, but he is gasping and I don't get a word.
"God! Sit down and calm yourself or I don't know what I am gonna do to you!" I threaten him angrily because he was not paying attention to my knocking tutorial.
"Lukas! She's dying! Her father won't pay for the treatment!" He announces between the breaths.
"How do you know? This might not be true! He can't let his daughter die."I say controversial with a frown sitting down in my comfortable armchair.
Does he love her if he's willing to let her die?
"My man from the hospital called me and told me everything with details. He heard Thomas talking with the doctor saying that Skylar has to pass this from her own strength if she wants to survive." says Marc terrified, still gasping.
I have to go to see her. She can not die!
As those thoughts appeared in my mind my heart starts to beat faster and faster.
What's happening to me?
My thoughts passed away when my secretary knocks and comes in with a stack of paper to sign, 3 hours later I was done. As I looked up from the small black and white writing papers, the image of Skylar comes to mind. Again.
I must go, immediately. I can't hold myself more! I take my coat from the huge corner hanger leaving my black hat and I walk out of the office with the bare, dark walls on the red carpet heading to the exist. The hall is full of people making a corridor for me to pass as they saw me. I manage to get to the car faster than I thought.
"I'm driving from myself today, Bill!" I order to my lifelong driver.
The road till the hospital is full of cars and people, it takes me 40 minutes to get there.
" Move, idiot!"
I screamed without realizing at the driver in from of me. Oh, God! How can someone be so fucking stupid?
I manage to park without scratching my car for $2.000.000 in that crowded place.
Walking inside, I see a nurse coming from her room.
"Hello! You are coming from Skylar Moon's room, aren't you?"I ask her trying to be polite and hide the concern in my voice.
"Yes, sir! I am. Please complete this and sign here if you want to see her!" she points with her finger a circle.
" I'm worried about her condition. I heard that her father does not want to pay for her treatment? If that's true I'd like to pay it, all of it and everything which is necessary for her faster and better condition." I say and I notice the nurse's figure becoming happier.
"May I know why are you smiling?" I ask her confusedly.
" Oh, sir! She deserves so much of this help. She is a good girl. She has a very kind soul. This morning, with all the bruises and the scars she has on the body she helped me clean her room just to make things easier for me because I worked all night. She's a keeper!" The nurse exclaims having no idea how heavy are her words from me right now. Every single time I hear something about her my heart beats faster and I can't control it.
"Thank you and take good care o her!" I please her leaving.
Walking on the empty hallway I see the sigh for payments.
"Hello! I have a payment to do."
"Hi! For who is it? Please write the name and the room number of the patient. And your name and credit card, please !" She has a kinda convincing voice. But I don't want anyone to know that I paid for this. I can't imagine what would happen if her father would find out.
" Alright, but what if I want to remain anonymous?"
"Well, you can't! Because I will have your name from your credit card," she says with a victorious face. "Hmm, but what if I pay cash?" she looks at me with a frown. "You really don't want anyone to know who paid, don't you? And, anyway, you can't have all that money to pay cash a treatment in this hospital. Tell me the name of the patient. "
"Don't be so sure. Skylar Moon is the name of the patient, room 309. Complete the payment because I'll pay cash and no more questions. " I see her a little scared but no words are out of her mouth now. I take the money out of my pockets.
"How much is it? "
" A few thousand! Her treatment is $4000." I am shocked. This girl will make me poor, wait, that is not even possible.
" It's ok for me. " I take the money out of my pockets and I put them on her desk. I see her eyes sparkling at the view of all the treasure.
" Thank you! " she says smiling while I'm leaving.
I am walking a little scared to her room and I see her brother sitting on a chair near the door.
Unfortunately, he sees me before I manage the go behind the corner. What if he's coming up after his father? I can not let that happen.
"Hello, Lukas! Tell me, what exactly are you doing here? 'AGAIN'?" He asks me to get on his feet and making the specific greeting for Mafia's bosses.
He knows who I am.
"Why do you mean by'again'?I have never been here before."I was...some nights ago with a rose but I did not see Declan here.
"Do not lie to me, Ortega! You know very well what happens to liers. I can't wait to take your business and increase mine! Oh..and do not think to hurt my sister because I'll take your head and I'll make it a desk lamp for my office!" He threatens me, having no idea what I am planning to do. I stay confident.
" Do not worry! I am not doing anything to hurt her. "
" Ortega, listen to me very carefully because this is the last time I am nice to you! We've been trained since we were little and she can kick your ass any time at any hour even in this condition and you wouldn't stand a chance, besides I have guards all over this hospital and also outside! So, behave! " He demands to me as he were the king of this world. He has absolutely no idea what's about to happen, I'll show him who's the real king.
I see him kissing Skylar's hand and taking his way to exit. I remain alone with Skylar who's sleeping with a smile on her beautiful face. I lose myself looking at her! How could I possibly know that this girl, who I am supposed to use for my benefit is able to make me feel this way?
I enter her room and I get close to her. I'm staring at her beauty, even covered in bruises and scars, and lying in a hospital bed she is natural.
I try to sit on the chair from the corner of the room, but by mistake, I push it a little with my leg, and apparently, it's enough to wake her up. She jumps out of her bed ready to fight me if I do anything stupid.
"Don't worry!"I say trying to calm her down .
"I'm not here to hurt you or do anything bad. I just wanted to see how are you. I saw you when you first came to the hospital in Declan's arms. And I was worried." She smiles.
"Well, that's how I end in my bad days...so...it is normal!" She jokes trying to maintain her smile but her eyes widen, showing that the truth is another.
I sit on the chair, this time without doing anything foolish to scare her. I feel the atmosphere relaxing and she's walking back to her bed and lies on it. I never saw so much grace in someone besides my mom, she seems to be a real lady, I mean, she's behaving like one.
Is she on the inside the same?
"So, how are you?" She asks trying to change the subject.
"I am ok. I was worried about you. What happened? How did you end up like this? "I ask her trying to find out who did this to her.
"Ohh, it's ok. I had an altercation. It doesn't matter." She mumbles trying to hide it.
"Alright! I know you don't trust me, but, please, just don't lie. Say you don't want to talk about is with me or at all. But no lies!" I say.
"I never talked to you in the past. I don't trust anyone just like that." She snaps her finger as saying the last words."You have to show me you deserve !" She demanded.
"I will! Maybe I can start with: How do you feel?"
" I can't find the right words to describe how I feel, but I can find a song that surely can!" She answers me with a cute frown and beginning to hum the lyrics of a song.
When did I become so numb,when did I loose myself...
All the words that leave my tongue, feel like they came from someone else...
What a beautiful and calming voice she has! I would listen her all night...!
"I love your voice! But I think it's important to realize that no matter how good you are to people, it won't make them good to you.So, you must find a way back to yourself or you have to renew!" I reply trying to make her understand that she's too kind for this world. She blushes, her cheeks turning rosy.
"I don't know your intentions, but if you are here to get something from me or get to someone through me, you won't be able to because I have no one and nothing, all for caring for the wrong people. Because when I am alone and I have absolutely nothing, I ask for a friend to help me bear the pain and no one comes, except God. When I need a breath to rise from my sleep no one can help me, except God. When all I see is sadness and I need answers no one hears me, except God. So, from now on, when I'm asked who I give my unconditional love to? I look for no other name, except God! So, if you want to get to God, I'm the right person to use. " She says a little jockey but making me forget my not pure intentions and go deeper into the conversation with her.
" I don't either care about losing people that don't wanna be in my life, I've lost people that meant the world to me .. and I'm still doing fine. This means that there's hope for you too!" I say. Her eyes make me feel safe and show trustworthiness.
"Yes, Lukas! You are right! You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened...or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on!" she exclaims trying to remove the sadness of her voice.
"So do it!" I say on an ordering tone.
" I should! I know! And sometimes I feel like I wanna fuck over people the way they do me, but my character and heart aren't built like that." She declares and I notice a tear falling on her cheek. I approach slowly and sit on the bed next to her.
We are happy joking and sharing fun stories on a hospital bed. It's almost 3 in the morning and we are still laughing.
"You should get some sleep, Sky! I'll be right here on this armchair when you'll wake up. " Her face turned sad again.
" You know...Sleeping is nice until you wake up and realize you're still sad. And I am really trying my best to stop being sad. " She utters to me. I raise an eyebrow.
"Alright, I'll sleep but I don't want to stay alone in this cold bed!" She leans towards me and puts her head with a cute messy bun on my chest. I can feel my heart running fast.
We have a connection so pure that not even me can deny it.
"She started her cardio exercises in your chest, didn't she? Because I can feel it. At least, this is what mine does when I see you..." I blush, plopping my arm around her making us more comfortable.
I could hear her breath go slowly, sign that she has fallen asleep. I admire her for the strength she has been revealing so far.