9. IS HE SAFE?

|Irena|

He retracted from the door and marched over to my side once more. The discomfort on his secretary’s face was so obvious but I couldn’t care less. I just avoid her gazes and bent down to pick the remnants of my bike.

“You, what are you?” I heard him question at my back but I didn’t flinch

I comfortably packed my bike and stood up to face him “It’s not what, it is who. How can one be so full of himself?”

His statement got me hissing as I turned to go on my way. I could feel his eyes on my entire body but I struggled to get out of there as soon as possible without tripping, the fear had gripped me too much.

I could hear the car’s ignition after some minutes but I never dared looked back and just continued on my way before it zoomed past me.

“I hope I am not in trouble” I mumbled to myself and sought cover before my heart almost dropped

“Oh my!” the pajamas man had jumped out of nowhere once again, demanding for his money of course

In anger, I threw three hundred dollar bills at his feet and yelled angrily “That is enough to cover for your fee and the emotional stress. Just don’t come to me if what I told you happens in the future”

I was tired of his childish tantrum. At that point, I didn’t know if I should be happy with the money or expect something else to come out of it. Considering who Rocco Lorenzo was, he was too calm with all the tricks I played back there.

I sighed tiredly “I hope it doesn’t backfire” and went on my way.

***

It felt so refreshing to get the crazy leech off my back and I couldn’t be happier. Throughout the night, I kept waking up in excitement because of the money I received from Rocco even though a side of me was scared that something might come up due to the way I attacked and confronted him.

“Mafias don’t forget things, I hope I am safe”

I found myself whispering as I tossed from one side of the bed to the other. I didn’t even know what came over me and made me behave that way. I was usually a reserved type, well except the time I have to make money. When it comes to making money, to hell with being reserved because I go all out.

“I mean who doesn’t need money?” I blurted out.

I had to comfort myself so I would feel at ease and have some decent sleep since the next day was a busy one for me. I kept sorting my thought one after the other to keep my jumbled up head silent and finally got to the point where I told him not to attend the meeting because he would die.

“I wonder if he’s safe though. What I saw was bloody”

Just like that, I got enveloped in another world of worry and wondered what the end result of the meeting he went for was.

“Did he not go?” I questioned myself but shook my head as soon as I said that

He would probably be crazy to just listen to someone like me just because I said something like that. Mafias live each day with their lives on the line so such thing as death wouldn’t have moved him.

After pondering for over two hours, I finally drifted off to sleep and the loud bang of the spoon against the pot jolted me up from the deep sleep. With half eyes opened, I checked the curtain to see the sun up and high in the sky.

“Gosh! I slept in again”

A loud growl escaped my throat as I rolled to my side but I was not careful enough. My left elbow kissed the floor before I could realize it and the pain made me squirm hard.

“What a wonderful way to start the morning” I groaned as I rubbed it endlessly and struggled to my feet

In less than twenty minutes, I was out of the room completely dressed in a powder blue strip shirt and my baggy jean. I never liked the idea of dressing feminine fatale. It was too much stress for me when I could just throw on something big and free, I also look so good in them between.

“What a weird way of being a human alarm” I sneered with a short yawn as I strolled into the mini restaurant

Auntie was busy sorting out the brunch menu and she was almost done by the time I came out. I didn’t waste any time before I joined her.

“I told you to always sleep early! Why would a young woman wake up by this time?” she yelled and I nodded

It was expected! Auntie would never talk about my late sleep without yelling.

“Well, the young woman had nothing to do so is it a crime for her to sleep?” I responded and that only earned me a spoon chase.

Auntie was old but agile, way more agile than me that was young. I don’t know where her strength comes from but I only escaped her hot chase by luck. She was ready to bang the spoon on my skull for being a spoilt brat.

“Get the apron! People will start trooping in any moment from now” she yelled again and a sigh flew out of my throat.