Michael
Right after leaving Maia's room, I sped to mine. Searching every corner of the room for my magic powder. Punching the wall in frustration, I dial Mike's phone.
"Yo yo, what's up?" The overly cheerful voice of my best mate makes me want to throw the fucking phone out the window.
"I'm going to your apartment and I want you to bring at least 15 grams of coke down with you. Oh, and dress up. We are going out." I hang up before he can question me.
Tapping my finger against the steering wheel, I can still hear Maia's last words.
I don't know who the fuck Martin is, but when I find him he's going to wish he never spoke to my girl.
Mike slams the car door, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I'm going to assume you went to see Maia and it didn't go great." He throws the bag of coke onto my lap and I look at the snow product in front of me. Debating if I want to do I line here in the car or wait until later, I choose the latter.
We make our way to club Davanza. It's one of the only clubs that are open until 6am. The flashing lights and loud music making the atmosphere perfect to get lost for just a little bit.
A few half naked girls are dancing in cages. Mike stop right in front of a brunette and throws a hundred dollar bill. I make my way to an empty table all the way in the back. This is the best area to do a couple of lines and just sit down and watch the world spin around me. At my feet.
I wave over a pretty redhead waitress, phone in my hand sending another message to Maia. To be exact this will be the fifth text message with in an hour and a half.
Me: I swear if you don't answer me I will make sure your so called friend Marin will be the one who suffers the consequences.
"What can I get for you, sir?" I slip my phone into my pocket and pay attention to the lady I front of me.
She's pretty hot but she's no Maia. Internally rolling my eyes because clearly I'm whipped as fuck, I send the bodacious waitress a smile.
"I'll have bourbon, two fingers, near and Jack Daniels on the rocks for my friend over there." I point a finger over to where Mike is currently receiving a lap dance.
The waitress nods and winks before walking to get our orders.
Taking the bag of snow out of my pocket, I pouring some over the table. Rolling up a hundred dollar bill, I sniff the whole line in one go. Sniffing in the remaining powder around the tip on the bill.
My eyes roll back in satisfaction. My body instantly relaxing onto the chair. Suddenly, the clubs light seems to be right on beat with the song that's playing.
There are times that I wish to just disappear. To truly not have to feel anything. To not have to carry all of the mistakes I've made over the years constantly with me. But the truth is that I deserve nothing more but to live with all those life's I've taken.. the life I had to take.
"I see you started without me." Mikes takes a seat in front of me.
"You were busy." I squint and notice he's not alone, a pretty pink hair girl is accompanying him.
"She has a friend if you're interested. I can find you a girl for the night." He offers the girl some coke to which she politely declines.
"I already have a girl, she's just not talking to me at the moment." I pull out my phone, still no reply. Rolling my eyes I turn off the phone.
"Here's your drinks. Anything else for you?" A flirty smiles decorates the pretty waitress and I debate if I want to fuck her real quick in the bathroom or behave my self.
I shake my head and dismiss her before I do something I would definitely regret in the morning. Shit, maybe coming here wasn't a good idea. Specially when I'm trying fight the petty side of me. The side that want to just forget about the problems with Maia for tonight and just distract myself by fucking some meaningless bitch until the girl I actually want, wants me back again. But knowing that won't help my situation with her, I'll have to be good or at least try.
Either way I should be focusing on my other problems.
"The price of the cokes are going up by fifty. Alert all of the new requests. The OG's will pay thirty more." I hit another line.
Mike nods and lights a blunt. Passing it between him and his toy for tonight.
"I'll alert the men. We have to discuss tomorrow when you're sober about a few weapon request we've gotten." Pulling out his phone he sends a couple of messages to our men.
"I'm never sober." Finishing the remaining bourbon in the glass I began to make yet another line.
"Slow down mate or are you trying to OD?" Mike puts a hand over the line in an attempt to stop me.
"Remove your hand or I'll shoot it." It takes just one look for Mike to do I as say. I sniff my third line of the night.
"Man, she got you fucked up." He shakes his head and puffs out some more smoke before taking a sip of his drink.
I laugh. Yeah, she has me fucked up. That's the problem, Maia makes me feel. I don't want to feel. Shit, I live to make sure I don't feel. I should be able to fuck the waitress and a few others without overthinking about anyone's feelings but mine. I should be able to do as I please with who I please without having to explain myself or feel guilt. But here I am, sniffing three lines of coke and drinking to ease my over working mind that chooses to only think about her.
Taking a few more shots with Mike and his bitch, I can feel how light my body is starting to feel. I make my way to the bathroom but before getting there, from the corner of my eye I see Maia I think. I turn my body to face her, laughing while sitting on some guys lap. Without even thinking about it, my fist connects with the guys face making him fall back.
Moments later I'm being dragged by not one or two but three club guards plus Mike.
Laughing in their faces when they say I'm not welcomed into the club anymore. Fucking idiots.
I push one of them off me, ready to fuck him up too but the fucker just gives me a dirty look and closes the door behind them.
I light a half smoked blunt and ignore Mikes berate.
"Fucking hell Michael, what the fuck is your problem?" He holds my shoulder to get my attention.
"She was there sitting on the fuckers lap fucking laughing. I should of killed him, he got it easy." I spit out angrily, pacing back and fourth.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Dude, you're so fucking high you are seeing shit that's not there. The girl on top of that dude wasn't Maia. You just beat the guy nearly to death over a hallucination."
What? No, she was there. I saw her. Right?
"Let's go before the cops get here. Give me your keys."
I struggle to take the keys out of my pocket which frustrates me even more and I punch the nearest wall. "Fuck." I press my forehead to the cold wall hoping it'll cool me down. I guess I went over board with the drugs and alcohol.
Mike walks over to me and helps me get my keys. "Trying to grab my dick, eh?" I tease.
Giving me an eye roll he pushes me to start walking.
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The ringing of my phone has me groaning and cursing everything in existence.
I clear my throat before answering the call.
"Why are you calling me this early?" I rub sleep from my eye with my free hand.
"Ah, it's 10am shouldn't you be up by now?" My little sister questions me.
"What do you want Veronica, I'm busy." I groan.
"Well, I was thinking of meeting up with you in a bit and maybe get some brunch?" I hear a door slam in the background.
"I could use a few more hours of sleep actually. How about another—"
"Oh come on, I barley see you Titi. I miss you. Please!" She begs.
I groan again but agree to see her in 30 minutes.
After a cold shower, I make my way downstairs to meet with my annoying little sister. I really should make more time for her. Maybe when I'm able to leave this business behind me and Vero could have a clean slate and do all the cringing sibling bonding she wants.
I make sure to take her to where I think Maia might be meeting her 'friend'. This is her favorite place after all.
The line here is always dreadfully long. The food is mediocre, I don't know why she likes this place so much.
A painful 20 minutes later we are able to order.
"So, how's college going?" Vero sips on some lemonade and crosses her hands in front of her.
I raise an eyebrow, "shouldn't I be asking you that question?"
She giggles and shrugs, "any girlfriends?" She smiles sheepishly.
"Non of your business." I look past her to where Maia is standing greeting who I assume is Martin.
My clench my fist, trying to stay calm in front of my sister. As soon as Maia enters the cafe it's like my surrounding become peaceful and I quickly catch myself getting lost in her. That is until he opens his mouth and asks her if he could pay for her food. Maia declines and they go back and fourth until she agree.
For a solid 5 minutes they talk and laugh completely oblivious of my presence.
"Michael are you listening to me?" Very yells snapping her fingers in front of my face.
"Hmm?" I divert my eyes from Maia who's I can feel is looking at me along with a few other people including Martin.
"I know she's pretty but don't make it so obvious. It's rude to stare." She laughs and take a bite of her burger.
My eyes finds Maia's who looks pissed off still. Her and Martin sit two tables away from me but my petty girl makes it a point to sit giving me her back.
My sister continues to talk and I'd be lying of I say I know what she's talking about. I can't help but look at Maia, ignoring the awkward glares Martin is sending my way.
"I'm going to assume that's the girl you're into." Vero point a finger at Maia.
"What are you going on about now?" I sigh.
"Oh please, you haven't been able to get your eyes off her since she got here. Though I don't think her boyfriend would appreciate you starting at her so much." She giggles.
My jaw ticks, "that little shit ain't her boyfriend." My voice loud enough for him to hear me.
"Jeez Michael shut up." Rolling her eyes, Vero gets up.
"Where are you going?" I ask getting up too.
"To meet the girl my brothers into, duh." She quickly walks towards Maia, tapping her on the shoulder.
"For fuck sakes Vero—"
"Hi, I'm Vero nice to meet you." Vero extends a hand over to Maia who looks confused and caught off guard.
"Um, hi. I'm Maia." She tells Vero sweetly, placing her hand into my little sister.
"Michael couldn't take his eyes off you since you walked in. Thought I would come to say hi." She smiles.
"Right. Well it was nice meeting you." She smiles back and spares me a glance finally.
"Would you two like to sit with us?" Martin pitches in.
Who even asked him to talk?
Maia looks at him with a puzzle look but then looks at Vero and waves her to sit. I gladly sit in between them. Noticing, Maia sends me her best dirty look. If only she new all it does is makes me want to bend her over this table and fuck her until my cum drips out of her.
"So do you two know each other?" Vero points between Maia and me.
"Yes, I'd say I know him pretty well." She side eyes me for a moment before looking back at Vero.
"Are you his girlfriend? He doesn't want to tell me." Putting both her elbows on the table and resting her head onto her hands, Vero waits for confirmation.
Maia takes a second before answering, "oh no, Michael isn't the the girlfriend type."
Before I'm able to speak, Vero is smacking my arm. "What the heck. You're acting like a player?"
"No, she just doesn't want to see the truth." I answer without taking my eyes off Maia.
"Wait, so you're single?" Martins bitch ass opens his mouth.
I'm quickly standing up with the intension of dragging him outside and beating some common sense into him but Maia is quick to grab my hand and pull me down, "please don't" she whispers.
I listen to my girl and take my sit again.
"So Maia, would you give my brother a chance?"
Maias brows furrows in realization. Looking more relaxed, she smiles at my sister. "I've given him plenty of chances but can't seem to appreciate them." Her face turns sad and I want to kiss her.
"Typical guy move." I lift an eyebrow, feel attacked by my two favorite girls.
"Yeah, we are rather complicated." She looks at me and gives me a sad smirk.
I don't get the chance to grab her chin and kiss her and tell her that I only want her or tell her I'm sorry I keep making her sad, tell her that she's the only girl that I want. I don't get to tell her any of that because before I can even think about it, Martin speaks once more.
"Well if it's complicated then there's nothing stopping you from being my date to next weeks party." Martin smirk at my girl and I nearly loose my shit again.
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