"Let's go, Sky! We'll be late!"
"But...yesterday was match day, I am so tired and it's freaking Sunday! I wanna sleep! You should go without me!"
I take out my head from underneath the fluffy blanket to see my door slammed and Louis jumping of excitement around my bed.
"Oh!!! You know I can't go alone! Well, I can! But I don't want to! So get ready ! I am back in 15 minutes. And if you're not finished you're good to go in pajamas!"
"UUU! That sound like a threat! " I say, joking while he's walking towards the door." Wait! Louis! Where are we going?"
"Hmm. I guess that's a surprise...!"
I put on my red and warm dress, let my hair with a loose hairstyle and leave. I turn back to take a last look and I notice I le my keys on the nightstand.
I run over and I grad them by the grey thread.
Knock! Knock!
"Let's go, Louis! Now you're gonna be late !"
"I am comiiing! Fshhh! Fshhh!"
He literally whistled?! Why??? He have never done that!..
After 5 minutes of unstoppable whistles he got out dressed thick from head to toe.
"Hey?! Why are you laughing? You have thick clothes too!" He frowned.
"Umm...YES! But thanks God I don't look like a mini Yeti!"
We laughed loudly heading to the exit.
He is waving at some taxi driver to stop and take us while I put on my wool scarf. I wonder why is not snowing in December..
"To the Statue of Liberty !"
"What are we doing there, Louis? " I say confused. "This weather is not too good for walks, you know?"
But the weather was not the main reason of my question.
What are doing in my old neighborhood?!..
"Since Lukas haven't been coming to you , you stayed in your room like it was a prison. We'll stop that !NOW! "
"So we are going to get flus?? That's your idea to get me out of my room?"
He shut his mouth .
After 15 minutes by taxi, we arrived . Standing in front of the huge Statue I see Louis trying to find the right road . My old and 'new-fashioned house' is some streets away..
"Louis! Stop walking in circles! Or even thinking! Where are we going? Maybe I can help to guide us."
"No no no! I said it's a surprise ! Oh, I know. GPS!! "
I begin to laugh at his long searched solution.
"You're the best ,Louis! You're the best!" I say , walking past him and messing his hair.
The air is so cold, that even Louis is putting his black gloves on . Matching his ears protectors.
"Why don't you have a hat to warm all your head?" I ask, causing him a smirk.
"And to cover my gorgeous blonde curls? No way!"
"Such a feminist! I'd wear even a blanket for the rest of my days to be warm than to become an ice cube."
"Or better not! Cause I love your body, girl!"
A familiar voice pouted from behind me .
"Audrey McLaren! My favorite red-headed girl!
"Ohh! As if you knew another! "
Her humor is hilarious. A small smile spread on her face while running to hug me.
"What are you doing here? And who is this?" She said looking at Louis.
"First of all, this is my best friend , Louis Miller! And second...I have no idea what we're doing here. " I shout pointing angry at Louis who's eyes where down.
"Then I guess you came to listen the band live! Let-" She got interrupted by a loud sigh from Louis.
"What's your problem , dude?!" She snapped angry.
"You just ruined my surprise! That's my problem!"
I got shocked! I'd never expect this from him. This worth all the cold I endured.
"OMG! You brought me to listen a live band? Ohhh,I am sorry for all the comments and whims I made along the way. Thank you!! "
I jump and hug him tightly.
"You're going the suffocate me! "
I let him go and I see Audrey laughing and leaning against the door of the local where we were going to enter.
"This is an ill-famed neighborhood, you know. Look at the poster here. In three month, this place will host a ball of Mafia Leaders. " Audrey whispers.
Three months? That means March. My family...Declan, Mom?...they live here!..
But I give her a little smile and I follow Louis to a front table. I take down my long coat and I uncover my red tight dress.
"Wow, Sky! Almost everyone is staring at you! You're so good looking ,girl! " Audrey is shouting from a table behind me. I blush uncontrollably.
"The Strokes! This is amazing ,Louis ! You definitely got tastes! "
Can I waste all your time here on the sidewalk?
Can I stand in your light just for a while?
I've waited around and oh no, you are not around
I made up more time watchin' you...
"Uh! Man! Look at this goddess here!"
"Ohh! You have no idea what would I do to her! Mmmm!"
I hear two men behind me taking . I don't care. I begin to do some hot dance moves feeling the music.
"God! She got moves! Uhh!"
They're definitely talking about me. I turn to face them.
Looking in their eyes , the one with a blue shirt says "Man! You don't want problems with him! Trust me! She's Moon's daughter! " And they left a little scared.
"What was that , girl? " Audrey asks surprised looking at me and Louis.
"Don't look at me. I was focused on the band." He defends himself leaving me the dirt.
"Those men, if I can call them that, we're literally 'eating 'me ! GROSS! And when I turned to face them, , they said something like ' you don't wanna problems with him, she's Moon's daughter' like my dad was some kind of trader." I say, pissed of.
'Skylar, your father is Thomas Moon? " Audrey's face drained out of colors.
"Yeah. Why? You seem scared or I don't even know? What's the matter with him."
"He...umm...he's-"
"I will invite a girls from the crowd to dance on the stage near me. UUUUU!" The principal singer shouts capturing our attention.
I turned around and I couldn't hear Audrey's last words. The crowd is so noisy and I see the singer pointing to me. He is signaling me to go up on the stage. I am arranging my dress and hair and I go.
I look back at everyone. Louis and Audrey are now at the same table cheering up on me. But anyone else is whispering or staring at me as they have already met me.
The band starts singing and I begin to dance with some lewd movements. Now everyone is staring at me...again.
It was amazing. The one who called me up there kissed my hand and walked me at my seat. Audrey was winking at me and Louis had a smirk. Everyone clapped for me.
"We should go! It is late and this is not the best neighborhood to be in." Louis said taking our coats from the big hanger.
"Yep! You're right! Here live some ML! Oh, and the biggest of them all too.!" Audrey said a little panicked while we're heading to the exist. "Do you guys need a ride?"
"Wait! What does it mean 'ML'? And if Louis agrees, yeah, we would."
"ML equals 'mafia leaders'! " She whispers careful so no one hears. "And the King! Thoma-"
"Let's go ,girls! I payed, we are free to leave. Did I hear something about a ride?"
"Yes, Louis! You did! If you agree, Audrey could drive us to the boarding school."
"Shore! Where is your car? I am freezing!!"
"Follow me, guys!"
We walk some minutes through the parking full of multicolored car to find hers.
"FINALLY!! Here you were!" She exclaims happy in front of a red and black supercar.
It is the new McLaren P1. Wow!
"Wait! Your last name...does it have anything to do with this car's brand?" I ask confused and surprised at the same time.
"What's her last name?"
"Well...yeah...it has.."
"No way!! Bruce McLaren?" Louis says staring at the car's emblem. " Your are his nephew? OMG! You're so rich! I love McLaren cars! The are the best supercars . Future machines!!" Louis exclaims happily walking around the car."Why didn't you say anything about that?"
"Yeah. I am . I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to look at me as at some rich girl and I didn't even had the chance to... I want real friends , not some gold diggers.."
"I completely understand, Audrey! Don't worry! We are not that kind of people."
Louis tries to comfort her and achieves it. She drove us to the school .
"Sky? Wanna meet later?"
"What? I am so tired! It 11 pm! I have to sleep, remember you woke me up this morning! I am sorry! "
"It's ok! See you tomorrow at school! 'Night!"
I hug him ,then walk in my room. Hanging my coat, I dress down and take a shower.The hot drops of water wash all my negative thoughts.
What is Lukas doing?
Why is he not texting me anymore?
Is the middle of the night and my eyes aren't closing ...my sleep appetite slipped away.
How those random men knew who was I?
Why where they so scared?
Trying to clean my head, I took my notebook and I wrote a poem thinking about my father...
Is he the reason?.
Why can't you understand?
That I don't wanna pray like you!
Why are you always mad?
When I'm not doing something to...
What do you scream at me?
Why don't you answer?
Why do you ask what you should do?
But then you're doing nothing?!
Why do you always stress yourself,
With little things that I don't do?
And then you come and spell it out,
The nerves all over me?
You say nonsenses all the time.
They're things that I don't care about.
But when I say that you are wrong...
You turn around and disappear .
I know you think that I don't know
Or I don't understand,
But, Dad...I do! And you...
You'll see it and it'll be late!
I feel the color draining from my face,
Every single time that you're upset!
It doesn't matter how I suffer...
Because I 'll never leave!
But, please! You have to change!
Because I can't keep going anymore...
And I will burst the hell out of this,
And you,you won't forgive yourself!
Finishing the poem...my mind slipped at Lukas...again.
What is he doing?
Doesn't he like me anymore?
Did I do something wrong?
I put my notebook back in the locker and I spin the key.
"Private property!" I whisper with a smile.
2 am...and still no sign of him. No text, no calls...nothing...
I climb in my bed and I hide in the fluffy blanket.
Almost asleep, I hear knocks in my door. Oh,Louis!? What the hell happened to come at this hour at me??
Knock! Knock!
"I am coming!!! I know I told you I am tired, but my appetite slipped away...that's why you heard movements around here! "
Knock! Knock!
"OH MY GOSH! Stop it ,Louis! I am coming! I am not in the mood for your black humor!"
Knock! Knock!
"I swear! If you don't stop knocking I am going to break that promise!"
Knock!..
A final knock came from the door.
"What is-"
A face full of blood, a bruised hand keeping a white shirt as towel for the red liquid floating down his body, a scratched abdomen bleeding the left life out...
But he stands tall! Unmoved! With no expression! As it doesn't hurt at all, but it does...more than I can understand...
The cold blood hurts more than the boiled one!