Laurie.

Three.3.

My door burst open with Bryan running in with a paper in his hand, squealing and making an unpleasant noise to my ears.

"Hey, can't you knock? And don't you mind lowering your voice?" I asked.

"I'm sorry. I'm just excited sis. I just came back from school." He said smiling.

"It's very obvious since you're still in uniform. How's school?" I asked.

"Fine." He squealed and I rolled my eyes.

"I got an A in the math test today."

"Wow! That's my boy. Come gimme some sugar baby." I spread my arms open to receive his hug but instead, he hugged Kira.

Yeah! She just had a shift this morning and she came to give me a gist about all the happenings in the restaurant. I stylishly and shamefully hugged myself. The rejection was too much to handle. I was jealous.

"Ok! Enough. You go over to your room." I asked him out.

"Hey, sis you didn't go to work today?" Bryan asked. He doesn't know about my dismissal from work.

"Bryan, go to your room, take off your clothes, have a quick bath, and quit the fucking questioning thing okay?" I commanded.

"You owe me a dollar for the F- word thing you?" He winked and grinned.

"Mistake. My bad." I replied sheepishly.

"I disagree. You are gonna give it to me." He insisted.

"Okay. Fine, go to your room and do as I say then you'll get your pay." I surrendered.

He quickly dashed out but not after reminding me about the dollar.

Bryan is not a kid to drag words with because you'll never win. I shook my head and faced Kira only to see her smiling dreamily into space.

"What's with the smile?" I asked.

"Hmmm?" She hummed.

"You were smiling. What were you thinking in that small head of yours?" I said tapping her head while chuckling. She chuckled too.

" I was thinking about having a baby as sweet as your brother. Yuuno! Fred and I, having a baby." She smiled.

"Yes of course Kira. You are going to have a baby but not with him." I deadpanned.

" That's not for you to decide. He's my boyfriend and we've had sex. So?"

I shook my head." whatever?"

I know his conversation will end up in quarrels if I continue poking. So let it be.

"Well, Antonio was at the resto today." She said grinning.

"Why?" I was alert.

" He was looking for you. I told him you don't work in the resto anymore." She grinned and gave me a not-too-sincere kind of look and whispered loudly.

"He misses you." She laughed.

Eeww! I grimaced at her words.

Antonio was my boyfriend. Though our relationship was short-term. It never lasted, I got tired of his incessant demands of sex. We've had sex twice but I can't meet his demands so I called it off. I'm not a sex machine to toy a man twice a day.

I had other boyfriends before Antonio but he was the cutest amongst them.

"Kira, please don't talk about Antonio. Let's talk about something else." I said already getting infuriated.

"Why? You l.o.v.e.d this guy." She stressed the word 'loved' as if trying to get me angry.

"Loved. Past tense. Not anymore."

"But you missed him. Those days, the cuddlings, the….." I quickly cut her short before she started moaning in my ears.

"Erm..I never missed him and I never will." I stated.

"But you fought with Damien because of Antonio, remember?"

"Oh Kira, please! Just stop already. Talk about something else or you leave." I hissed and she rolled her eyes.

That's how we roll. We quarrel but never separate.

"Ok! Guess what?" She clapped her hands in the air as if she just remembered something.

" Fuck you and your guessed Kira. Can't you just say something?" I asked tiredly.

"Okay. You remember the masked guy?" She looked at me waiting for me to process.

"The hot cutie you slapped on the night you were fired?" She said almost drooling.

Like the speed of light, the stranger's cute face filled my head and I couldn't help but hissed.

"What about him?" I asked carelessly.

"He came, asking about you." She said and my nostrils flared in anger.

"Asking for me? When did he make me lose my job?" I flared, surprising Kira.

"Whoa! Cool down would ya? I didn't say he was washing for you. I said he was asking about you, your every detail rye." She said,

I paused and leaned back into bed. Calmly I spoke.

"What does that mean?" I asked, batting my lashes repeatedly and faster. A habit I always do when I'm nervous or uncomfortable.

Kira stared at me with pity in her eyes, like I was now an epileptic patient with no hope for survival.

"I think you messed with the wrong guy, I think you're in deep shit, rye." She calls me rye only when there's a problem and that startled me.

I sat upright as I felt a terrible hotness growing inside of me but still, I remained confident.

"Kira, I never messed with him okay? That dude fucking touched me. He touched my boobs. I only called him to order by hitting him in the face. I should have done something better " I spoke with confidence.

Kira looked at me like I'd grown horns. I guess amazed by my profound confidence.

"Rye, that guy is not someone you can call to order. He's a go in this town and you're just an item. Nobody's gonna have ya back," she paused for a while before adding that the video of that night has gone viral.

I quickly picked up my phone to check, only to realize that my phone was a make-calls-only type of phone. I hissed and cursed.

"But Kira, I am not gonna let my guts down, I'm ready for whatever he has up his sleeves," I said confident in myself, like a warrior in a battle.

Kira stared at me with her mouth agape. An expression of shock. She slowly closes them.

" Rye, this guy is not Jake." She warned.

Jake was my high school classmate. I was once beaten up brutally because he touched me.

"And who the fuck is this guy that no one messes with?" I yelled, already pissed about the 'this- guy- is- no- joke' topic.

"He is MASSIMO CANTOUR." She answered.

" Oh! What a name." Realization hits me. The name sounds so intimidating, and so is the bearer.