9
Emeliano's pov
"Another one please." My voice slurred out, as I dropped the shot glass on the table, dismissing the third bottle for the night.
"That's beyond the limits si-"
"Do you love your job?" I gritted out, glaring fire into the lanky guy... He nodded quickly.
"Yes sir- that is why you need to slow down... I could get you a glass of wat-"
He was unable to complete his sentence when I drew him by his shirt forcefully, shoving a hand full of money into his mouth.
"Another. Glass." I gritted out again.
He did as told immediately.
"Emeliano."
I turned to the voice of the very familiar person, who was actually one of the last person I wanted to be communicating with. What was she doing in Orlando anyways?
"April." I said with utter distaste.
She sat on a stool beside me. "I heard, I'm really sorry Emeliano."
I scoffed. "Sorry? Why are you sorry?" I took another shot of the drink. "You didn't betray me... Did you?" I said with a humorless laugh. "Please just leave me alone."
"I didn't know Rebecca-"
"Don't... I don't wanna hear her name... She's as good as dead to me. All of you... I don't wanna have anything to do with any one with the name Lewis. Or at least anyone who has that bastard's blood running through their withered veins."
April sighed. "Drinking won't solve anything. You'll only get sick." She tried to pull the bottle from me, but I moved it before she could reach it.
"Why do you care?"
"Cause I care about you, and I know that you've got to kick start your ass off that stool... You've been absent from work for over three days, you look like crap and you're giving my father the chance to trample all over you... You have to get ready for court."
"Fuck them! Fuck court..."
"Seriously? You've worked so hard for your company, and you're just gonna let Rafael get his hands on it? Really?"
"What do you want me to do? They fooled me... Twice... And... I can't even... Why?"
April straightened up. "There's a reason for everything, Emeliano. And I- I don't know why Rebecca wou-"
"Don't say her name, I beg you."
"I'm sorry... Look, I just need you stand back up... Show them that you're no fool. Okay?"
I gave another humorless laugh.
"How?"
"Let's start by getting you off this bar and after that, shave your awful looking face hair."
"Is it just me or did you really say face hair?"
"It's just you... Come on."
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"What are you even doing in Orlando?" I said from the other side of the room as I put on fresh clothes.
"Nothing really, I just heard about Rebecca's- sorry, your ex girlfriends engagement... So I uh... Decided to see how you were taking the issue." April said.
With furrowed brows, I walked out, staring at April. "How did you know I was at that bar?"
"Traced you with your number."
"Oh." I sighed. "So, what now?"
"What now, is going to be you... Talking about how you feel about all this."
"I can't."
That was the fact, I couldn't talk about it... No, it was still like a fresh cut to my skin... It was still not believable. But it was so fucking real...
Returning home to find all her bags and things gone? It was a complete reminder of how foolish and gullible I was.
But still- this was all driving mad, I couldn't believe it and that was exactly why it felt like my brain was about to go dead.
The drinking started that very day, the day I saw her at the party, the things she said to me, the way she reacted to her father.
I couldn't bring myself to get that scene out of my mind.
It has been three days, three good freaking days since the last time I saw Rebecca Lewis. The last time I heard her voice, the last time she broke me.
This couldn't be a joke? She wouldn't just do this to me, and even if she was doing this shit for a reason, she would let me know, she wouldn't just want to drive me to the extreme end. No.
It was real, she meant everything she said to me and, there was actually nothing i could have done to change her mind, or was there?
Shaking my head off the thought, I concentrated on April.
"You have to, you can't bottle it up in Emeliano, don't do what you did with Camilla... Don't let history fully repeat itself... Gather your strength and fight for what is yours."
"She took it, she took everything... I trusted her and she betrayed me. I signed it all to her, I trusted her too much to read through. All she needs now, to take over my company is the courts approval."
"Are you gonna let her get it? For Rafael? You've worked too hard to fail now. You have to fight for what is right... Get a lawyer, you don't even need a lawyer, cause you've got me."
I raked my hands through my hair.
"Listen Emeliano... Things are bound to happen, and whatever is happening now, there's a reason for it... I believe that."
"So, do you think Rebecca's just acting? Do you think she really cares for me?"
April bit her lower lip. "I can't say about that... We don't understand what goes about in that woman's mind. But we have to go with it."
"Go with what?" I asked.
"I don't know, whatever it is that happens later on... But for now, I suggest you try to move on."
"By forgetting her." I stated.
"I never said-"
I straightened up. "If, I am to fight for my company, get things back on track... I'll have to turn it all off... Forget her, never talk about her betrayal. Turn whatever it was between us, to hate."
"You can't solve anything like that. No one solves things like that."
"That's the only way to move on April..
She betrayed me, just like Camilla did, just like Rafael... I was right from the start, she was no different from them... I'll move on... And I'll get my company from their greedy hand's. But I will start off by hating Rebecca Lewis. I can only hate her to face her."
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