“Hey tommy! What’s up?” I smiled waving both hands at him.
“Hey sis, how’s it going?” he pulls me into a bear hug then ruffles my hair with one hand.
“Would you quit doing that you’ll ruin my hair” I try to pull away.
“Come on I haven’t seen you for a few days now.” he releases me but holds onto me by my upperparts “big bro keeping you busy?” wiggles his eyebrows.
“As a matter of fact, yes” I smiled shily and tugged my arms away.
Resuming his walk, he runs his fingers through his hair
“where are you going” I asked, following at a slower pace behind him.
“I was thinking of hitting the gym”
“The one downstairs?” I furrowed my brows. If so then why is he dressed? Tommy go
When I enter the restaurant, I was directed to a private room where I see a group of ladies seated around a table, bickering. No, I’m quite serious. They seem to be in two groups, and they were arguing seriously. The pretty Isabella and wife to be is seated at one end of the table, flanked by Gianna and Vanessa, Barbra-Lucia and a red haired woman is seated beside them. On the other side of the table is an older woman and by older, I mean at least in her late forties, maybe early fifties. She wears her
I wake up the next morning before my alarm sound, I’m happy when I take a quick shower, smiling as and humming a song under my breath as i go, I don’t wash my hair yet knowing I’ll be having another shower when after my swim. In the pool, I go end to end three times of the Olympic sized pool. By the time I pull myself out of the pool my muscles are burning and my legs are quaking but i feel good. In the kitchen I see the girls running up and down as they usually do. “Good morning!” I say tying the sash of my terrycloth robe over my swimsuit. “Mrs. Lola, you’re up early” Maria says. As usually she is dress in a blouse tucked into a knee length pencil skirt. “Yeah, I have some work to do” I say with a smile, excited by the prospect of work. I don’t know why but it feels good to have something doing. Maybe after the wedding I’ll get a job as an even planner or something? God knows there are a usually bunch of pa
“This is going to get us killed” I tell Gianna for the what? Sixth time tonight? I first said it when we ordered the drinks, then I said it again when the penis shaped balloons arrived, I also saw myself saying it when the giant banana shaped cake arrived. Now however I am saying it for a whole different reason, male strippers? I shake my head while giggling into my palms, Niko is going to be so pissed. I do not know whose idea it was to throw a bachelorette party for Isabella, oh! I know, it was Barbra’s, it first started as a joke. We thought we should all stay in Isabella’s house, because we had to start preparing early
“Niko says you should teach me how to drive” I tell Michaelone faithful morning. His eyes widen then narrows. “No, he didn’t” “Yes, he did” I say with full confidence, trying hard not to smile.
*** I’m somewhat surprised when I see Anna-Lucia seated at the back passenger seat beside Vanessa of Gianna’s car. “Hey girl, its being a while” And it has been a while since I last saw her, she was unable to join us during the planning for Isa’s wedding saying she was sick and her husband had whisked her off at just after the wedding claiming she was too sick to be up and about. So, she had missed the reception as well. Now, I look her over with narrowed eyes above my sunglasses seeing that she seems to have lost some weight, her eyes looking quite dull and her skin pale. “Hi Lola” as always, she speaks softly. “How are you?” I asked crossing the seat belt over my chest. Nodding at Gianna at the drivers’ seat who is driving us today. The guards were following behind us in an SUV. Although I’ve gotten quite good from my lesson every other day with Mig
*** It took three days for Anna-Lucia to take the test and Gianna called me to confirm what we already knew. Anna-Lucia is pregnant. And another three days for Gianna to call me and tell me a what had me rushing down the stairs in only jean, a black cashmere sweater and flipflops. “I’m on my way” I tell Gianna phone to my ear as I snap at Miguel “let’s go!” “Where are we going?” he swings his legs down from where he had it crossed on another stool in the kitchen coming alert in a heartbeat. “Anna-Lucia house! Do you know the way?” I hurry out of the house. “Yes, and why are we running?” he followed me “Because there’s an emergency, obviously” “You shouldn’t- “be started but I cut him off. “Now isn’t the time to be telling me what I can and cannot do you, you hear me?” I snapped at
*** Unlike Gianna I don’t pace while we wait for news on Anna, we decided not to call the other girls to inform them on what was going on until we had more details. Until we knew if the baby made it. We were in the waiting room, the other guards stationed around the room, Miguel disappeared with his phone to his ear the moment we got here, my guess, to report what happened to Niko. I hold a seaming a cup of coffee in my hands, one of the nurses had been kind enough to get it for me, I hadn’t even sipped it yet, unable to bring myself to even look at it so I just
*** Miguel stationed two guards in front of Anna’s room in case her husband comes back. I know we won’t be able to keep him away for long which is why when I hug Gianna good bye and she goes to her husband who was waiting for her in front of her car, I take a moment to imagine how such a large man would fit into Gianna’s cute little blue car. But my mind returns to other important things as we drive off. The doctor advised us to report Anna’s assailant to the proper authorities and I plan to do just that. I can’t go to the police, obviously.