Homework?
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Chapter 5
Homework?
Lien's POV
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05/03-2018
8.00 am
"A little bird told me you got picked up by a hot car with an even hotter driver.." Elena said as soon as I arrived at my new locker.
It's pretty weird Dimitri still hasn't taken this up with me, I mean there's no way in hell Viktor hasn't already told him something about yesterday.
"Yeah, a black lambo is pretty hot to be honest" I said.
"Lien Amelin, stop trying to beat around the bush and spill.." she said as I rolled my eyes at how energetic a little creature could be this early in the morning.
"What bush? There's honestly nothing, just another one of Dima's workers.. so can someone please explain that to Brian?" I said whispering the last part.
"First of all, what the f**k do these men do to be able to afford such? Number two, sign me up to work for your dad and lastly, what did he do this time?" She making me chuckle.
Just if you knew El.. just if you knew..
"Saw Viktor picking me up and made up some messed-up story in his mind about it.. as if I as was the one hugging and kissing all the cheerleaders" I said as Elena didn't seem surprised.
"I mean, who didn't expect it? Lien, once a f**k boy, always a f**k boy. It's just how he is.." she said as I immediately cut her off before she goes on with her lecture of how he is bad, and I deserve better.
"He promised to change and look me in the eyes and tell me he didn't change a single bit since promising me" I said knowing that it was true.
"I can't.." she said as I smiled proudly.
"Cause I'm pretty sure he changed his hair gel, it's looking shitty these days" she added making me sigh knowing there's no way I can convince this girl otherwise.
But I knew that he was trying.. wasn't he?
"Class starts soon, let's go-" she said before my phone buzzed with a video message from an anonymous number.
"Hey Lien..?" Brian yelled from the other side corridor trynna catch up with us as Elena dragged me to class making it impossible for him to follow us.
"You're welcome." She said as soon as we arrived making me raise my brow in confusion.
How was that any freaking help?!
I quickly took a seat and tried loading the video that took forever, but when it finally did I wish it hadn't. Or maybe that I had received it earlier.
I mean could I really be disappointed right now? Everyone was telling me this, but I just choose not to believe it.
"Lien.. did you get any weird messa-" Elena started asking awkwardly as I already knew she had received it too.
"The one where Brian's tongue is down a cheerleaders throat from yesterday's celebration party ? Yes I got it too.." I said taking a deep breath before shutting off my phone and putting it in my bag.
"Are you okay?" Elena asked as the teacher walked in the class.
"Okay everybody, please open up your book to page 19".
"Not now El" I said doing as told.
Apart from that, the day passed pretty smoothly. Mostly because I didn't have any classes or breaks with Brian since he was a year older. But as soon as I sighed of relief for no more drama today, I doomed myself.
"Let me guess, Ivan is on another job?" I asked walking to the parking with my bag weighing down on my shoulder.
"No" He shortly answered jumping in the car as soon as I arrived.
"Lien?!" Brian yelled from the other side of the street making my blood boil again. Not because he kissed her, because he thought he could just come and have a conversation after that.
"Just a second" I said smiling at Viktor and throwing my bag in the car as I walked to Brian where a little crowd had already formed.
"Lien.." he said holding my hand as soon as I crossed the road to him, but not even a second later my hand was marking his face with a slap getting out all my anger in it, making the whole crowd explode with yells and talks.
"I really tried Brian, but they are all right. Once a f**k boy, always a f**k boy" I said as the crowd exploded again before I walked of, back to the car where a smirking Viktor was sitting, but he wiped that smirk off as soon as he realized I was heading towards the car.
"You got a firm slap" he said as I walked closer making me roll my eyes but smile as soon as I circled behind the car.
"So you talk?" I said giving him a taste of his own medicine as he rolled his eyes.
"You seem awfully quiet to be one of them.." I said as he simply ignored me.
Which was true! Not one of Dimas men that I met used to be this quiet.
They are all wild, never shutting up and always with a drink in their hands.
He on the other hand, had a drink too, but he never spoke much. He didn't seem that proud of what he did, unlike the others.
But he looked like the type that would do it best, and by best I mean most ruthless and without caring or mercy..
"So you'll never talk apart from questioning me?" I said as he sighed seeming annoyed.
"Jeez, chill. Try not to pop a vein.." I whispered the last part looking out the window as I could see him from the corner of my eye, turn his head and look at me as I said the last part and slightly shake his head.
"We are here" he said as I sighed annoyed.
"You don't say" I whispered but I knew he heard.
"What, you're not coming up?" I asked as I got up, but he didn't seem to move.
"No" he simply added.
"Okay.. enjoy the rest of your day doing whatever the hell it is that requires you to be so quiet" I said before closing the car door and walking off into the house where Dima stood with Clarissa and a ton of clothes and suitcases.
"Hey.." I said walking in.
"Hi Lien" He said seeming so busy.
"So you're leaving tomorrow, eh?" I asked hoping it changed somehow. Not that it would make that huge of a difference.. but knowing that there's someone in the room beside me in the night I can trust felt better.
"Yeah" He said as I nodded.
"Okay, I gotta go up to my room. I have a bunch of homework" I said…lie by the way.
"Okay good luck" he said before I thanked him and and hurried up.
Let's see who you really are, Viktor.. oh shit...what's his surname?
One way to find out..
"Dima?" I said running down the stairs making him look up.
"What's Viktor’s surname?" I asked as he raised a brow in confusion.
"Why you asking?" He said as I shrugged.
"I'm gonna live in the same house as that man for a year.. he doesn't talk and I think I deserve to at least know his surname.." I said as if it wasn't a big deal, and I know Dima didn't buy it, but he still replied with "Ovich".
"Thank you.." I said before turning around.
"Good luck.." he said as I went up the stairs.
"For what?" I asked confused.
"Your homework" He said even more confused.
"Oh yeah.. my homework.. right.. thank you!" I said quickly running back in my room and taking out my laptop.
Okay.. again.. let's see who you really are.. Viktor Ovich.
Russian, 28 years old, Businessman.. blah blah blah.. video of him hitting paparazzi?!
Damn he has a temper.. also, apparently he's a big deal cause that video had nearly 23 million views!
Why haven't I heard of him before and why is he out of all people here?
Let's see..what more dirt do you have Mr. Ovich..?
Trail?!
What did he go to trial for?
"The case of the Ovich men murder ?!"
Holy shit.. his dad and brother have been both killed?! They're freaking saying he's lying about what happened?? That's so sickening!
He was a kid who didn't deserve this and now they're saying he lied! No s**t he was probably traumatized. No wonder he doesn't speak much!
Gosh I should really try to stop the Chloe Decker side of me..
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