Wrong Kind of Love (8 page)

“
Thanks but I don
’
t” she put her hand up to her face and covered up her scar.

“
You do. How did you get that scar anyway, looks nasty.”

“
Yeah it was but its healing now, not much like but its fading though”

“
So how you get it?” he asked again he knew she
’
d not answered the first time on purpose but he wanted to know he had to know, so he could decide how to kill King.

“
I… err, it was when I got attacked, he had a knife held to my face the whole time he was on top of me and when I was trying to get away he stabbed me it went right through my cheek into my tongue too but that healed up real fast” pain had flooded her eyes again.

“
Oh shit that
’
s horrid how come you didn
’
t say, did you report the mother fucker
”

“
Lucas please, I don
’
t want to talk about this anymore” he nodded.

“
Ok I
‘
m sorry. Do you want to eat, I can go get take out or we can go out, do you fancy going out?”

“
If you want to I don
’
t mind take out I think I
‘
m a little tired to go out though but if you want we can”

“
No take outs fine with me. You eat Italian I know this little Italian round the corner that makes the best spaghetti”

“
Sounds good to me.”

“
Oh my god you have to come see this” she yelled out before Lucas even had time to shut the door. He put the take out bag on the table and went over to her she was watching the news. “Some guys were found dead earlier today and get this one guy his head was cut off like laterally hacked off they found it separate from his body how gross is that?”

“
Yeah that
’
s pretty gross, do the police have any leads?” he asked anxiously.

“
Nah they have no clue, totally drawing a blank. Why do you think someone would do that, its strange, sure if you have to kill, kill, but hacking off someone
’
s head that
’
s just harsh and personal don
’
t ya think”

“
I dunno really I don
’
t think like a killer” he lied. He wondered what she
’
d say if he knew that he was the one who killed the two men, he wondered if she
’
d stay if she knew, how she
’
d react, how she would feel, he did not want to take the chance of finding out the answers so he kept quite and kissed Amelia on the forehead.

“
Nor do I but I was just thinking that
’
s all, hey how do you think he did it I mean can you actually cut someone
’
s head off or do you think it could just be a load of media hype.”

“
I really don
’
t know, maybe. You ask a lot of questions”

“
Sorry. I like a good, I don
’
t know actually I just like stuff like that it makes me think”

“
About?”

“
Stuff.”

“
Ok little miss psycho do I need to lock you in the bedroom tonight and sleep with one eye open”

“
Oh ha ha funny guy. Do something useful and dish out the food I
‘
m starving.”

The more he found out about Amelia the more he liked her she was cute, sweet and unique she was defiantly unique, most girls would be freaked out hearing about some gruesome murder but not her, she was intrigued by it you could see her thoughts going into overdrive as the news reader read about the murder. Lucas thought that maybe Amelia could fit into his world, that she may like it. Then on the other hand how do you tell someone that you
’
re the son of one of the most notorious families in New York and probably all of America and that you were sent to California to be his families hit man, it was not a subject that you could just bring up over dinner, he would not tell her, she never needed to know.

“
I
‘
m gonna go to bed” Amelia announced as she stood to go into the bedroom, she walked to the door but stopped and turned around to look at Lucas “Hey do you wanna…” she broke off.

“
Huh? Wanna what” his eyes were transfixed on the TV, there was some kind of Playboy Bunnies documentary on.

“
Never mind.” she carried on into the bedroom and changed in the bathroom, when she came out Lucas was slumped up against the door “Hey”

“
Hey” he looked at her with a kind smile “What was you going to ask me?” he walked over to her and smoothed her hair back out of her eyes.

“
I was just gonna ask if you wanted to….” she looked away from him, he made her nervous.

“
Wanted to what?” his voice sounded soothing “Amelia what are you asking me?”

“
It
‘
s silly forget it” she moved towards the bed but Lucas softly grabbed Amelia
’
s had and pulled her back to him, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her sweetly.

“
Try me, I bet I don
’
t find it silly”

“
I was merely going to ask if maybe you wanted to sleep in here tonight” she paused “With me. To sleep like not you know I
‘
m not ready for that but… it
‘
s silly I told you it was”

“
I don
’
t think it
’
s silly, I think its sweet. Sounds good to me if your sure”

“
Yeah but no sex”

“
No sex, I promise. I
‘
ll go lock up and be in in 5mins” When Lucas came back in Amelia was already in bed wrapped up in the duvet, he liked the way she looked in his bed, he liked how she wanted him in bed with her even if it was purely platonic she still wanted him there. “You best not hog the duvet” he pulled off his shirt and his jeans and slipped into bed beside her, his skin was soft against hers. They lay in bed facing each other, their eyes locked in a gaze “Can I kiss you?” he asked.

“
I
‘
d like that” she smiled, their lips met and they kissed.

Over the next few weeks Amelia and Lucas grew much closer. They kept their relationship secret, Lucas did not want Amelia to be singled out because he had a bad reputation but it was because Lucas was jealous that if anyone new he was dating Amelia the other lads at Cal High might notice her and try take her away from him, he would never let this happen. Their relationship was a secret that the two of them only shared, every weekend Amelia would stay over, they would go to the cinema, they would go out for a meal, they would spend every second together and they liked it. They had not had sex, Amelia was still not ready but Lucas respected this and he never tried to take things further, it took all his will power not to, he so much wanted to be with her, be inside her, give her pleasure that she had never experienced, he wanted to worship her and protect her. They both knew that they were falling for each other and both knew that this could be bad news, there was something between them, though very strong each knew deep down that this could well be the wrong kind of love.

The news of Andonetti and Cowter
’
s murder
’
s had died out, the police had no evidence, no suspect, they had nothing to go on. They had put the murder
’
s down to a drug deal gone wrong, no body cared that two low life
’
s were dead, it was one or in this case two less things to worry about. Lucas was in the clear.

News had got back to the O
’
Doud
’
s and they figured that a Valentino must be on the west coast, the though that it can not of been a coincidence that one minute one of their guys was shouting his head off bad mouthing the Valentino
’
s and next he ends up dead with the back of his head blown off and then Cowter and Andonetti were set to seek out the Valentino and kill him but instead they were killed first. The O
’
Doud
’
s thought that one of their people could be the informant but the only people who were involved in the conversations about anything were just five men and three of those were O
’
Doud
’
s the other two had been loyal to the family for forever. Due to their nervousness all activity at the O
’
Doud estate ceased, Lucas still kept a close eye on them and would go over most weekends which is when they always convened.

Jono Bury and Danny King were never out of Lucas
’
s radar, he had close tabs kept on them, he was buying his time before he made his move. Lucas was looking forward to hurting them, he planed to hurt them the worst, they would not live to tell the tale, he wanted them to suffer for what they did to Amelia, they had mentally scarred her and it would be with her all her life and because of them he and Amelia hadn
’
t made love, she could not even bare Lucas to touch her body. She flinched under every touch. She wanted to make love to him, she trusted him with her whole heart but she still could not and would not allow herself to give that part of her away again, it had to be the right time.

“
Yo Lucas, where the hell have you been?” Ty asked jogging towards him. It was a Monday morning back at Cal High. Lucas had drove Amelia to her car and they had both drove into school separately.

“
What you mean?” he replied lighting up a cigarette.

“
I mean your never around anymore your always doing shit at weekends you never come to any parties anymore”

“
Oh Ty are you missing me” he laughed.

“
Err no you fag. Kesha is though she
‘
s still well hot for you, I have no idea why coz your always fucking her and fucking her off” Ben and Trey had joined them by now and Kesha, Dena and Flick were about to. “So you not bothered about her anymore?.”

“
I dunno I
‘
m bored of her you know what I
‘
m saying”

“
Yeah, you get bored of fucking the same pussy over and over again” Ben contributed.

“
Hi Lucas” Kesha said standing next to him “So you
’
ve not been returning any of my calls what
’
s up with that?”

“
Nothing I
‘
ve been busy”

“
Mmm I
‘
m sure. So you out this Saturday night?”

“
Why, what
’
s happening?”

“
Only the biggest party, it
‘
s up in the hills at this guy called King I think, is that his name?” Ben asked, Trey and Ty nodded.

“
Yeah King and his mate Jono they live in this playboy type house, it
‘
s got the biggest pool, always has fit girls there and they are all willing to give it up, their parties are legendary, surprised you
’
ve not heard of them.” Trey said.

“
Yeah, I
‘
ll come” Lucas replied, seems like Saturday will be the night that Jono and Danny wont forget in fact they wont remember it because Saturday night they will be dead. Just then Amelia walked past, she smiled at Lucas, his heart raced he wanted to stride over to her and kiss her.

“
What ever happened with you two” Flick asked “Did little miss uptight blow you off”

“
Somet like that yeah”

“
Well call me Lucas I
‘
ll not blow you off and I
‘
ll defiantly make you glad you called” Kesha laughed rubbing her hand up and down his groin over his jeans, Amelia had glanced round and seen where Kesha had her hands, she had wanted to go over to Lucas and inform everyone that he was her man.

“
We
‘
ll see” Lucas replied pushing her hand away.

Saturday night had come round so fast. Not that anyone complained it meant the weekend and for most partying and dicking around.

“
Are you sure your gonna be ok here on your own?” Lucas asked Amelia

“
Yeah I guess, tell me again why you gotta go?” her face looked sad, Lucas cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.