Come Back To Me: Mafia Romance

Chapter 2

He chuckled, shaking his head as he passed the joint to Jack, whose arm was now around Rachel. Ooh, cute.

I glanced up at the pier, an amazing idea suddenly popping into my head.

"Come on, Seabass." I grinned, grabbing Sebastian’s hand as I led him up the stairs, towards the top of the pier.

I glanced behind me to see that Rachel and Jack were following slowly behind, they were out of ear shot.

"What happened to the Bratva gang?" I asked, struggling to walk in a straight line as we made our way to the end of the pier. The sounds of ocean waves crashing around us made me smile.

"Well you see, sweetie, after your husband and his men killed our leader, and our second in command. And after you set your brother on fire. We didn't have anyone lined up to take authority of the gang. So we sort of, split up. I moved here a few months ago, and started dealing."

I stopped walking to pat him on the head like a puppy, "good for you, bunny. You're doing great."

He laughed, "so what happened to your husband?"

I bit down on my lips, I hated talking about Sinister. It hurt to talk about someone who gave me so much to miss. But I was too drunk to censor my thoughts.

"He left me, said I'd be safer without him."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "he's not wrong."

I flicked him off, stumbling slightly as we came to the edge of the pier. The waves crashed underneath us, the water almost looked black under the moonlight, and I suddenly got the drunken idea to jump.

Sinister wouldn't want me to. He would have a seizure if he saw me jumping off a pier.

But why the f**k do I care what he thinks? He left me. He obviously doesn't care enough about me to stay with me, so why the hell should I live my life thinking about his approval?

My body swayed from the mix of hard liquor and weed. I stumbled, barley feeling Sebastian's hand on my waist as I almost fell on my ass.

"Okayy Calla" he chuckled, holding me upright "I think it's time I drive you and Rachel home."

I glanced at Rachel, she and Jack were on the other side of the pier, where Rachel seemed to be pretending to be a plane, and Jack seemed to be doing a shitty job of trying to catch her.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna jump." I said slowly.

Sebastian laughed, "No darlin', you're going home. You're not sober enough to jump off this bridge."

Who jumps off a bridge when they're sober? This s**t is for being drunk.

I pulled out of Sebastian's grasp, sprinting to the edge of the pier, ignoring his yells for me to stop, and I jumped into the iced water, letting the darkness consume me.

Suck it, Sinister.

CHAPTER 2

Fun fact....

Did you know that that s*x burns 360 calories per hour!

Yay! Stamina!

***

The iced ocean water submerged me. I was left alone again, floating there in the world of darkness, wearing the red scars on my body, from the memories that Sinister left behind.

It was funny, really, Sinister would have jumped with me. But here I was, 6 feet under the crash of the waves. I felt like I was drowning, being pulled under the waves. Except this sea isn't really made from water, it's made of hopelessness, and despair. No matter how fast I swam...the dark flood always pulled me back under.

Sinister was drowning me, killing me...and he didn't even know it.

I suddenly felt a pair of strong arms pulling me towards the surface, my face broke through the waves as I sucked in a breath of air.

"Calla, what the f**k?!" Sebastian yelled, hoisting me into his arms as he dragged me towards the beach shore.

"I wanted to see what it felt like." I laughed, spitting out a mouth full of water.

"Ty chertovski sumasshedshiy." He muttered in Russian, dragging my body out of the water. (You're f*****g crazy).

He lifted my body out of the icy water, setting me down on the sand of the shore.

He shook his hair free of water, wringing out his black shirt, "You're lucky you're so tiny. If you weren't so small, I wouldn't have been able to save you."

I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering from the cold, "I just wanted to jump."

He glanced over his shoulder, watching as Rachel and Jack ran towards us.

"I gotta go grab my backpack. I'll be right back." He said to me, jogging towards the pier.

"Calla!" Rachel shrieked, she was still drunk as hell, "are you okay? ARE YOU HURT??" She wrapped her arms around me.

"I'm fine. It was fun." I shrugged, shaking my head, trying to sober myself up. The icy cold water certainly helped, but I could still feel the dizziness throughout my body.

Rachel grinned at me like a goofball, "Jack's gonna drive me home, is that okay?"

I held my head in my hands and nodded, "Yes ma'am."

She leaned towards me, whispering in my ear "I think he's gonna kiss me." She giggled like a little school girl.

I smiled at her, trying my best to look sober. I gave her a thumbs up, watching as her and Jack retreated down the beach shore,. Sebastian walked over to me, pulling a white hoodie from his backpack and handing it to me.

"Thanks." I said quietly, pulling the soft material over my head. I was still freezing, but the warmth helped.

Sebastian ran a hand through his blonde hair, "Calla, don't do anymore crazy s**t like that, okay?"

My lips formed into a straight line and I shrugged. I liked the rush of jumping off that bridge, it made me feel alive again. After Sinister had left me, I felt so dead inside, like all the good in me had been ripped out. But when I jumped, I felt the exhilaration, the rush of adrenaline inside of me, and I was alive again.

Sebastian sighed, sitting next to me on the cool sand, the heat radiating off of his body as he lay down, folding his hands behind his head.

I pulled my legs up to my chest, "Do you think he's thinking about me?" My voice quivered as I stared at the stars.

"He loves you. That kind of love..." he sighed "you can never stop thinking about."

My eyes stung at the feeling of tears forming. I hate that feeling you get in your throat while you're trying to talk, that feeling like you're about to shatter into a million pieces and cry.

"He was different" my voice trembled as I looked at the stars "there was something about him that made him the one star to shine in a sky full of millions. I think it was the way he carried his heart in his eyes, and I swear, I saw myself there." I wiped a stray tear from my cheek.

I felt the warmth of Sebastian's hand on my back, "It's okay, Calla. It's going to be okay darlin'."

I lay next to him, my eyes glued to the stars, and I tried to find Sinister.

"Why don't you try something" Sebastian said, turning his head to me "talk to him. Right now. Find him in the stars, and talk to him like he's with you right now."

My body shook, I took in a deep breath, "I love you, Sinister. I always have. I love you past the moon, and beyond the stars. You're close to me, even if I don't see you. You are with me, even if I don't see you. Even if you are far away, you're in my heart, in my thoughts...in my life, always."

I laughed quietly, wiping a tear away as I continued, "People are going to ask you about me, one day. And when they ask you about me, I hope you'll find yourself thinking back on all of our memories. I hope you ache in regret as the truth hits you like a bullet, and you find yourself replying: "she loved me more than anyone else, and I destroyed her."

I felt the constant weight on my heart lessen a little. I hope he heard me. I knew he didn't, the Devil himself couldn't be in the stars, when he was spreading hell on earth, but I had hope.

Sebastian said nothing, but I could see his bright hazel eyes were deep in thought.

"I've been f****d over too many times. I'm done. I think what hurts me the most, is that I gave my all to him. Through thick and thin, I stayed with him, no matter what. And then one day, he just gave up. He wouldn't even fight for me. The one thing I would never do, he did without hesitation."

I shut my eyes tight, pressing my face to the cool sand. Listening to the rhythmic sound of Sebastian's breathing. The cool Miami air brought peace to me, the sounds of drunk college kids rang through my ears.

I didn't lose him, he lost me. He'll search for me inside of everyone he's around, but I won't be found. I thought what I had with him was true love...but a person that truly loves you, will never let you go.

"Sebastian.." I said quietly.

"Yes darlin'?"

"Please don't leave me."

I heard him take in a sharp breath, but I didn't wait for an answer. Instead I shut my eyes so tight...that I forgot the world around me.

CHAPTER 3

Rachel ran from the bathroom to the kitchen, holding a squirt gun, "CALLA YOU STARTED A FIRE!!!" She shrieked, firing the squirt run rapidly at the flames on the stove.

"If you can't handle the heat, GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN!" I screamed.

I tried to make Chicken Parmesan...it didn't work.

"RACHEL RAY TOLD ME TO SLOW ROAST IT, I TRUST RACHEL RAY WITH MY LIFE!" I yelled, grabbing a towel and daddy smacking those flames like my life depended on it.

"RACHEL RAY IS A CUNT!!!" My friend yelled, grabbing a glass of water and tossing it at the fire.

The fire wasn't that big, so I didn't really see the big deal. I might have left the stove unattended to watch The Vampire Diaries, but it's not my fault the characters get me so horny.

The front door burst open, revealing Sebastian, who held a fire extinguisher. His face was serious as he pulled the pin on the clunk of metal and sprayed white foam all over my kitchen.

He let out a frustrated sigh as the fire blew out, "Why did you leave the stove unattended?"

I crossed my arms, "I thought she was mature enough to cook on her own."

He raised a dark brow, "She? You mean Rachel?"

"No" I pouted "the fire."

Rachel busted out laughing, applauding Sebastian and I as she hopped up on the counter, "Great show you two, really well done. Sebastian, way to show that fire whose boss."

He bowed, a goofy grin plastered to his face, "I'm just doing my job, ma'am."

I scraped my hair together, piling my ink black locks into a bun on my head. I love fire, committing arson was sort of a hobby of mine. Although, I didn't really mean to set this fire.

"Seabass" I turned to my tall blonde friend "where did you get that fire extinguisher?"

"Home Depot. Don't worry, love, I bought three more. I know how clumsy you are, little pyromaniac." He chuckled, setting down the fire extinguisher on the counter.

Fire extinguishers always c**k block me.

Sebastian had been hanging out with Rachel and I lately, and I honestly didn't mind. The more distractions I have, the less I will think about Sinister.

I watched closely as Sebastian pulled a blunt from his jacket pocket.