Chapter 7
Zen
Lucy’s usual composed face was completely shattered by my actions that night. I felt utterly satisfied. I even dreamed of Lucy even when she laid right next to me. I was even thinking of going again because I just couldn’t get enough of Lucy.
My bed even smelt of her oranges scent. I’ve never wanted to stay in my bed doing absolutely nothing but to smell the new smell. My hand shot out towards where Lucy slept expecting to feel her slender frame but instead I found nothing. My head snapped up as I tried blinking my sleep away to see clearly.
Lucy was gone.
I quickly got out of bed to see if she’s in the bathroom or kitchen but I doubt she was there since her clothes were missing. I leaned against the door feeling somewhat disappointed.
I got what I wanted. Achieved what the list stated. Conquered Lucy.
I felt completely satisfied last night, how come I didn’t feel that now?
My heart clenched painfully. Lucy left me like how I usually do when I slept with women. When I would sleep with women I’d make sure the next day that they won’t expect anything from me or better yet I leave before they can wake up.
I would call Lucy but I remember that she has my number but I don’t have hers. I felt frustrated. I felt the anger boiling inside of me resulting to me punching a hole through my door. I ignored the pain in my hand as I quickly got dressed and went downstairs to the bar.
Some of the guys were casually hanging out and that included Ciel. Some of them especially Ciel noticed that I wasn’t in the happiest of moods. The guy that I punch from last night was wearing a few bandages on his face, and he was about to greet me a good morning but before he could utter a single word I took out all of my anger at him by throwing another punch to his face.
Ciel’s eyebrow rose as he asked “Another bad mood?”
“Shut it.” I snarled as I got a bottle of beer and started drinking it right away. Suddenly Ciel placed a wad of cash in my hands and said “That’s your share from last week’s fight.” I smiled knowing that this money was going to the hospital bills for her.
“Dude, I’m not going to fight anymore.” Ciel announced which caught my attention immediately. I was in total shock, I couldn’t lose Ciel as a fighter. He made the most money when it came to fighting especially last time when his girl interrupted. “Why?” I asked.
“I promised Fran that I wouldn’t fight anymore.” he didn’t even sound ashamed. He’s totally whipped.
“What happened to you man? You’re going soft just for some chick.” I told him. Ciel and I go way back, so it was unusual for him to be acting out. I mean he’s been acting out ever since he met the red head chick but I thought he was up against a hard challenge to get her in bed.
“It just sort of happens… there will come a time when a girl changes the whole game… you know?” he said. I looked at him weirdly but for some reason a picture of Lucy genuinely smiling popped into my head. I punched Ciel in the shoulder and said “You’re so lame bro.” Ciel would usually punch back but instead he laughed. He’s changed.
There will come a time when a girl changes the whole game.
Sounds scary.
“Hey Zen! Some chick is looking for you!” the bartender called out as he pointed towards the entrance of the door. I suddenly felt lighter as if a ton of weight has been lifted off my shoulders and my anger seemed to have faded instantly, and it only happened when I pictured Lucy waiting outside for me.
Leaving my beer bottle I practically bolted towards the entrance door. Before I went outside I made sure to frown and look irritated. I stepped out of the bar and started saying “Where the hell have you…” but I didn’t finish what I was about to say because it wasn’t Lucy standing in front.
It was that French chick, Isabella.
The weight instantly returned to my shoulder and my anger boiled even hotter than before. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I growled at her. Isabella was some foreign chick that bang before Lucy. Isabella couldn’t take no for an answer and persistently told me that she was the one for me.
“I’ve been trying to reach you.” she said as she put her hands on her hips like she was some kind of angry girlfriend.
“I changed my number.” I lied. I just blocked her number.
“Then give me your new number.” she demanded.
“My phone is broken.” I lied again.
She groaned in frustration and said “What’s wrong with you Zen?” but I didn’t answer her because we’ve been having this fight for a while now. I even laughed a few times in the past because she sometimes would start yelling in French and I would have absolutely no idea what she’s saying. Even when she’s speaking in English I would have no idea what she’s saying.
“Are you going to ignore me in person as well?” she shrieked.
“If I can then yeah.” I told her casually and I could tell that it pissed her off.
Isabella wasn’t a bad looking woman but what annoyed me the most about this woman was that if she wasn’t happy then she was angry. I didn’t like needy girls. Not to mention she’s a photographer and she would constantly take pictures of me in the past.
“What do I have to do to make you like me Zen?” she yelled which caused a few people to stare at us weirdly. She was going on and on about what could she do or change about herself to make me accept her and it was pissing me off. My fists clench tightly as I yelled at her “You have to be Lucy for me to like you!”
This caught both Isabella and I off guard.
What did I just say?
“Who’s Lucy?” Isabella asked as she started tearing up. Indeed, who was Lucy to me? Why did Lucy have such an impact on me? Why was she still on my mind when I just checked her off my list of women to conquer? My heart started beating rapidly at the thought of Lucy smiling.
I missed her.
“Lucy is… special.” I admitted to myself but Isabella thought I was talking to her. Was I in love with Lucy?
My first impression of Lucy was that she’s interesting. She had this composed mask on her face no matter what I did. Each time she showed me a new expression I would be impressed more and more. I wanted to see more and if I’ve already seen one expression then I wanted to see it again.
She was independent and hard-working, and she was truly expressive in bed. The noises she made drove me insane. Not to mention, her scent of oranges were addicting and she tasted delicious. Everything about Lucy was completely interesting, there was never a dull moment with her.
A picture of Lucy smiling appeared once more in my head… and I started blushing?
I was in love with Lucy.
Fuck.