how to get to heaven from la paz [2/?] [E]
| Lucalex | Multichap | Mafia AU | Co-Authored with @givewaytopassingbikes
Being a whore is all Luca has known; that, and dangerous men, and Alex Marquez is very much one. It's not a love story. It can't be.
Chapter Two
Splintering dawnlight falls on the floorboards, strange geometric shapes that Luca stares at, as if he can divine anything from.
He remembers learning geometry, in a school room, fiddling restlessly with an eraser because it was a Friday and Vale was coming back from his overseas business trip; but now for the life of him he couldnāt remember the shape heās seeing on the floor.Ā
Eventually Luca concedes that if heās staring so long at shapes, heās in over his head.
He rolls over in bed, ignoring the twinge in his hips, the sting of his ass - the bruises from the beating have only blossomed, ugly smears of purple and yellow that marked his lackluster performance even though heād tried and tried and worked so hard since. Nadia hadnāt summoned him back to her office again, thankfully, but how long can it last? He hasnāt been praised, been raved about. He hasnāt done anything special yet. He shivers a little at the prospect of another rendezvous in Nadiaās office. He has to get out of here.
He wishes he could talk to someone about it, how bad things were without Fabio and how badly he wants to leave because of it, except of course the person he most wants to talk to isnāt here. Day 5 of a Fabio-less Casa and it already feels like an eternity. He misses him, which is stupid because heās known him for less than a handful of months, but this ache - the sensation of missing someone so powerfully itās a visceral ache in his belly - is so reminiscent of what Luca felt in Valeās absence when he was a child that he feels it like a double blow.
Which is stupid.Ā
Fabio left you behind, he reminds himself.Ā Youāre not his little brother. Once the wave of irrationality had tided over, jealousy had prickled, and anger, then self-deprecation: even his older brother hadnāt wanted him, what of a man who did not share his blood?
He needs to get over himself. He needs to plan. He needs to -Ā
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