"What the hell is going on with Victoria?" Denis asks me, worried, and I just shrug.
"She has been absent for a couple of days. Do you know what is bothering her?"
"How would I know, Dan? Why are you badgering me? I'm not her secretary," I snap nervously and leave the house. I go down to the shore and stare at the open sea.
We haven't even talked since she said she regrets it. I don't know what could I talk to her about. Especially since this is, ask God which night in a row she's not home.
"I'm sorry, Fedya. You've always been close, so I thought you might know what's wrong with her. I know I am often boring, but she's my younger sister. I have to worry about her," he apologizes, although I'm not mad with him at all.
"I know, Dan, I'm just tense."
We stand in the darkness, silent. I think we both like a little bit of peace for a change.
"How's it going with Katya?" I ask him curiously 'cause I'm interested in how serious his intentions are with her. Vika would kill him if he hurt Katya.
"I do not know what to tell you. I know that she is younger than me and that she is my sister's best friend, but I feel nice when I'm with her." I nod understandingly. The only difference is that he would kill me if he found out about Vika and me.
My phone rings, so I pull it out of my pocket in confusion. Who can call me?
I stand still when I notice her name, so I accept the call before Denis sees it too.
"I need you," I realize she's drunk, which is why I cuss under my breath. I move away from Denis, so I ask her where she is. I barely decipher her words, so I promise to come and get her.
"I have to go," I say, picking up the keys to the rental car and heading to the address she gave me.
She will cost me everything one day.
•Vika's pov•
"Why did you do this?" Fedya criticizes me as he drives to one of the nearest hotels.
"He will kill both you and me one day. You're aware of that, aren't you?" I don't respond as I observe him.
"Why, Victoria?" He finally calms down, but the fact that he said my full name let me know he's still furious with me.
"Because of you," per miles in my blood, gave me enough bravery to say this out loud. And although I see in his eyes that maybe I shouldn't have said it, I don't care.
My stomach is pleased that Fedya just parked in front of the hotel, where we will stay tonight. He won't let Denis see me in this condition 'cause he knows how it would go.
"Come on, Victoria, let's go," I shook my head because I couldn't get to my feet. I'll fall somewhere intoxicated like this.
"Nothing can be done smoothly with you," he takes me in his arms angrily and heads for the hotel reception.
How attractive he smells.
"Forgive me."
"Just shut up. We'll talk when you sober up." He doesn't allow me to tell him anything more, and in the end, I give up on that idea.
"I think you'll have to go on your own from here," he says, dropping me in front of the hotel room door and handing me the key.
"If you need me, I'm in the room next door," he says coldly and starts to move away from me. I grab his arm, not letting him leave me.
"Don't go."
"I already told you we'll talk tomorrow," he tries to discourage me from my ideas, but I don't give up so easily.
"I'm more comfortable talking now," I hear him sigh as he's still turned away from me.
"We have nothing to talk about. Everything is already clear to me." He finally turns to me, but he is still furious.
"Nothing is clear to you. Nothing is clear to me either." I sit on the floor, leaning my back against the door 'cause I can no longer stand on my feet. And instead of leaving me now, he sits down next to me.
"What the hell is wrong with us?" He asks this time, and I shrug 'cause I don't know the answer to that question. I put my head on his shoulder and felt a gentle kiss on my hair.
"You should go to bed," he says much softer this time as if his rage has passed.
"I don't want to," I say peacefully, appreciating the moment. It is unreal how much perplexity in me is caused only by his closeness.
•Fedya's pov•
"Are you really regretting it?" I ask her as we lay on her bed after I had somehow managed to convince her to come in.
"Yes and no. You?" She demonstrated interest in my opinion for the first time.
"No." I decide to be totally honest because the possibilities that she will recall this tomorrow are very miniature. She glances at me with her coal-black eyes as if she wants to tell me something else, but she is silent. And I am also silent because everything I would say to her surpasses the boundary set for us.
"You don't think we ruined the relationship?" She finally decides to ask me the question that's bugging her.
"Sooner or later, I would ruin it anyway."
"What do you mean?" She looks at me baffled because she probably didn't understand anything. I take a deep breath before looking at her.
"I don't see you as I did for a while, actually. If you weren't Denis's sister", I don't finish because there is no point. She will always be his sister, and I will never want her to fight with him. And Denis would never approve of our relationship.
She examines me as if trying to understand me, and then all of a sudden, I feel her lips on mine. She put her hands in my hair, not letting me separate from her so easily.
"Vika," I tried to split from her, but she wouldn't allow me. It's not that I don't want this because I truly do, but I don't want to complicate the situation even more.
"Victoria!" She glanced at me as if she had just become aware of what she had done, so I caught how she blushed.
"What a fool I am." Although still unstable, she got on her feet and proceeded to the door because she probably felt embarrassed.
"Victoria, fuck! How can you not understand?" I ask in frustration because whatever I do, I only make our relationship worse.
"What don't I get?" She stares at me angrily, which makes me sigh.
"Denis would never approve of this."
"Come on, don't think of him at least once. Think of yourself. Or think of me and how much I desire you," she approaches me unhurriedly and reunites our lips in a kiss.
I know she's drunk, but how can I turn her offer down?
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