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Light of Things
Criminal Hand
“he’s dead, Matt,”
“who’s dead?”
“Gonzales is,” I no longer cringed at the sound of his name alone;
”whoa! You mean like really dead?” I wondered what he meant by that;
”no, Sanders. Artificially dead, what do you think, baby?”
“I’m sorry, I’m shocked. How’d that happen?” I sighed, I never thought I’d be explaining the death of the man that hurt me so much, except when I thought I’d be the one causing it;
”well last night he was killed by some fellow inmates,”
“wow dude, that’s fucked up. I guess he had coming, though,”
“mm-hmm, another thing happened, though. When he was declared dead, Gregy’s bank account shot up to 20 million dollars,”
“holy fuck,” he muttered;
”my reaction exactly. He was an immigrant limousine driver, that spent his last 12 years of life in prison. He did not make 20 mil in life…”
“so you’re saying it had criminal hand in it?”
“pretty much, my lawyers are looking over it,” I finally gathered the strength to get my ass off the bed and start searching for an outfit to get to work;
”please, be careful. Your dad must be seriously pissed with you right about now and I don’t want anything to happen to you,” it was so cute whenever he was this worried;
”I know, I know, whatever about that, Sanders. How you’ve been I feel like I haven’t talked to you in years,” he chuckled;
”not so good, I would be better if I were by you right now,”
“aw…”
“don’t aw me!” I laughed;
”sorry, you’re too cute! Besides, I would be better if you were here too,”
“you wore me out this morning,” he yawned, just then Gregy walked in and jumped back on my bed;
”not my fault, who told you to be fucking sexy at 5 in the morning,”
“ew!” Gregy sang;
“then get out!”
“nope!” he squealed;
”that Gregy?”
“uhum, he’s in lala land,”
“oh, so what are you gonna do today?” I love it how he’s so random;
“um, not sure. I was thinking about going over to the hotel and then going shopping, I have to get ready for my trip to England, I leave in a couple of days,”
“yeah, I know. Gregy and Shery going with you?”
“Shery’s on set this month, Gregy’s going with one condition…”
“and that is?”
“being his date for the Bridal Show at London Fashion Week,” I saw his shirt on the back of the chair by the door and had a short flashback of last night, how we kissed, how there was not an inch of skin untouched on neither of us, how we wished the moment never ended. I already miss him terribly;
”I’m dying, I need you with me, we spent too much time away from each other now I don’t want waste a single second away from you…” it was almost as if he could read my mind;
”I was thinking that exactly, papi. I already miss you, I wish I could’ve gone with you…”
“you can, you know it, as soon as you’re done with your things,”
“it’s gonna take me a while to be done. I have to prepare all my hotels for inspection. I need everything fixed and fast. I’m gonna start in England cuz they have inspections first,”
“hm, you need a lot of patience and time and I need to let you go now, I go on air in ten minutes,”
“haha and the madness begins,” he groaned;
”laugh now, yours starts soon enough,”
“ugh, bitch! I’ll talk to you later, I love you,”
“love you too, baby, bye,” I hung up and looked at Gregy who just smiled at me.
“this is so strange,”
“I know right, I have a shitload of things in my hands, plus I’m getting married. Greg! I’m getting married! I can’t even believe it!” I squealed jumping on the bed;
“yes, but focus. You have a full time job now,”
“I know,” I have 173 hotels to put up to date, from Europe and back to the states. It’s a tiring and expensive ordeal, it wasn’t only the codes but the decorations, the employees, the facilities… my father is cheap fuck and I need to be better than him in everything I do.
“who’s dead?”
“Gonzales is,” I no longer cringed at the sound of his name alone;
”whoa! You mean like really dead?” I wondered what he meant by that;
”no, Sanders. Artificially dead, what do you think, baby?”
“I’m sorry, I’m shocked. How’d that happen?” I sighed, I never thought I’d be explaining the death of the man that hurt me so much, except when I thought I’d be the one causing it;
”well last night he was killed by some fellow inmates,”
“wow dude, that’s fucked up. I guess he had coming, though,”
“mm-hmm, another thing happened, though. When he was declared dead, Gregy’s bank account shot up to 20 million dollars,”
“holy fuck,” he muttered;
”my reaction exactly. He was an immigrant limousine driver, that spent his last 12 years of life in prison. He did not make 20 mil in life…”
“so you’re saying it had criminal hand in it?”
“pretty much, my lawyers are looking over it,” I finally gathered the strength to get my ass off the bed and start searching for an outfit to get to work;
”please, be careful. Your dad must be seriously pissed with you right about now and I don’t want anything to happen to you,” it was so cute whenever he was this worried;
”I know, I know, whatever about that, Sanders. How you’ve been I feel like I haven’t talked to you in years,” he chuckled;
”not so good, I would be better if I were by you right now,”
“aw…”
“don’t aw me!” I laughed;
”sorry, you’re too cute! Besides, I would be better if you were here too,”
“you wore me out this morning,” he yawned, just then Gregy walked in and jumped back on my bed;
”not my fault, who told you to be fucking sexy at 5 in the morning,”
“ew!” Gregy sang;
“then get out!”
“nope!” he squealed;
”that Gregy?”
“uhum, he’s in lala land,”
“oh, so what are you gonna do today?” I love it how he’s so random;
“um, not sure. I was thinking about going over to the hotel and then going shopping, I have to get ready for my trip to England, I leave in a couple of days,”
“yeah, I know. Gregy and Shery going with you?”
“Shery’s on set this month, Gregy’s going with one condition…”
“and that is?”
“being his date for the Bridal Show at London Fashion Week,” I saw his shirt on the back of the chair by the door and had a short flashback of last night, how we kissed, how there was not an inch of skin untouched on neither of us, how we wished the moment never ended. I already miss him terribly;
”I’m dying, I need you with me, we spent too much time away from each other now I don’t want waste a single second away from you…” it was almost as if he could read my mind;
”I was thinking that exactly, papi. I already miss you, I wish I could’ve gone with you…”
“you can, you know it, as soon as you’re done with your things,”
“it’s gonna take me a while to be done. I have to prepare all my hotels for inspection. I need everything fixed and fast. I’m gonna start in England cuz they have inspections first,”
“hm, you need a lot of patience and time and I need to let you go now, I go on air in ten minutes,”
“haha and the madness begins,” he groaned;
”laugh now, yours starts soon enough,”
“ugh, bitch! I’ll talk to you later, I love you,”
“love you too, baby, bye,” I hung up and looked at Gregy who just smiled at me.
“this is so strange,”
“I know right, I have a shitload of things in my hands, plus I’m getting married. Greg! I’m getting married! I can’t even believe it!” I squealed jumping on the bed;
“yes, but focus. You have a full time job now,”
“I know,” I have 173 hotels to put up to date, from Europe and back to the states. It’s a tiring and expensive ordeal, it wasn’t only the codes but the decorations, the employees, the facilities… my father is cheap fuck and I need to be better than him in everything I do.
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