Judas kiss

Chapter 58 - Stop being a wimp bud

It had been a long night.

Della had not changed into anything comfortable and finally she had accepted when her father told her

that, she could leave. He would remain behind with Marcela. On the other hand Lyle had refused to go

anywhere near his father. He somewhat found comfort in being with Della.

"I guess you could go with Della then.." Marcela's husband had said, a tad bit hurt that his very own

son didn't want to go home with him.

"I will call my driver to pick you up, be careful darling." Garreth said giving his daughter a kiss on her

forehead.

"Actually—" She paused. "I texted Andre to come pick me up.. he is with Leo and I want to see Leo."

"No need to explain yourself. I understand.." Garreth said with ease. He had given Spencer a huge

work load, he was so busy.. he wouldn't be able to intervene. Garreth was beyond stressed, he wanted

to be with Marcela and at the same time, he wanted to finish off a potential threat. "You know life is too

short to not be with someone you yearn to be with." Garreth added. Della was taken aback.. by this.

She had not been expecting him to say something like this. She thought maybe Marcela being in this

state made him very emotional and he just said the most random things but it wasn't like that. Garreth

was facing heartbreak, he couldn't imagine a world where Marcela wasn't there even if it was just him

watching her from a far. Watching her being happy, watching her with her family.

Della sighed.

"Don't worry darling, I know what Spencer did and we will make him pay." He added. It all came as a

surprise, how composed he was for someone whom she thought was absolutely mental. Garreth

managed to not be problematic when it came to his daughter. What hurt the most was the fact that she

couldn't even ask him for help or confide in him because he is labeled a lunatic.

Della hugged her father, wholeheartedly. She was lucky, she had him. Especially in this very moment

when her mother had yet again decided to take the spotlight. She was always an attention seeker,

Della thought bitterly. She couldn't exactly tell if she was angry at Marcela or she was worried that she

wouldn't be able to pull through.

"Stay strong." She told Garreth and he steadily nodded. I will come back with Andre then you can go

freshen up as well. She told him looking at his wrinkled tux.

"Alright love." He replied.

As Della walked out of the hospital holding Lyle's hand. She felt so overwhelmed seeing Andre

distractedly waiting for her. How he managed to look still so magnificently handsome even with dark

circles under his blazing blue eyes. He seemed distracted as he typed away on his phone.. when he

saw her, Della told Lyle to get in the car. She ran into his arms needing his comfort. He was in

sweatpants and a T-shirt something that he hardly ever wore. Della breathed in his cologne, it was so

strong and soothing. She could always tell that it was Andre.

"Any changes?" He asked leaned against the car with Della in his arms.

"No, nothing at all." Della's voice came out as a squeak as her eyes threatened to water but she

couldn't. There was a child in the car who thought his mom would be coming home soon. He was

oblivious to the fact that she might not come back ever. Della's worst fear was that, they would be

holding up so much hope only for her to stay in this vegetative coma for years until someone has to

decide its time to let her rest and that they should switch off the machines. Della breathed in, maybe

she was thinking too far. It had only been seventeen hours...

"Everything will be okay." Andre assured her. "Right now you just need to have a warm bath, something

to eat and sex therapy..."

Della giggled at his lame attempt to joke.

"Are you really using this as an opportunity to get laid, Andre."

He shrugged.

"I'm not but then again I heard that it's the best type of therapy especially for couples trying to have a

child.." he said giving her smirk. It had slipped her mind that they did that, she couldn't believe that they

really did that and they were planning to do that. It felt like it had been months but it was just merely

hours.

"You only get to shoot your shot once." She told him.

"I guess I shot well with Leondre then—" He smirked.

She laughed.

Andre always managed to laugh even in the worst situations.

"Are we going yet?" Lyle said rolling down the window for their attention. They got lost whenever they

were together, it's as if only they mattered. They even forgot Lyle was there, this made both of them

laugh making Andre pull away as he stared at Adela with adoration..

"I know I look like shit, okay?!" Della said defensively.

"You're right, you do look like shit, Della." Andre said making them both laugh hysterically. Della

frowned.

"You're supposed to say 'oh no Adela, you look absolutely dashing with those eyebags and the art work

of mascara on your cheeks."?Della said sarcastically and in this moment, Andre realized he missed her

had missed her humor, he had missed her very much.

-

"Dude, so it works almost immediately right?" Ignacio said to his friend. Who gave him an eye roll.

"Ketamine is one of the best okay? Trust me mate." Abhay said in a somewhat relaxed tone. Abhay

Basu was one of Ignacio's partying buddies. He grew up in London but is originally from India. When

they met in one of the clubs, with their British backgrounds in a foreign land, they instantly clicked. The

minute Abhay said?'innit mate'?Ignacio immediately knew that he could relate to Abhay. Suppose it

was was nice meeting someone from your home country. With his dark silk hair and a fair skin tone,

Abhay was just as much of a bad influence as Ignacio.

"Dude, I just don't want Spencer kicking the shit out of me.." Ignacio said a bit hesitant.

"Ketamine is super strong, you lose consciousness almost immediately and you never ever remember

what happened. Trust me, I have used it on a good amount of girls." Abhay said proudly. "Just be

careful though because at high dosages it can cause breathing problems that can be fatal.. death type

of fatal."

"If it's this dangerous, I can't use it." Ignacio said passing the white powder plastic back to Abhay.

"Stop being such a wimp bud." Abhay said shoving back the plastic with white powder back into

Ignacio's leather jacket pocket.

"Hi, Ignacio." One of the strippers approached them at the bar.

Ignacio immediately hissed.

"Get the far fuck away from me Sasha. I don't want you." Ignacio snapped. The girl immediately

removed her hands from his shoulders and walked away.

"Damn! Why didn't you hand her over to me?" Abhay said licking his upper lip. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Ignacio just seemed annoyed.

"What else do you have?" He asked.

"GHB.." Abhay said taking one of the shots. Ignacio being the manager of Garreth club earned him

many benefits. "It's colorless and super dangerous alright! It will make the victim groggy, sleepy and

confused. Afterwards it can cause seizures, difficulty in seeing and amnesia. Man this shit is crazy

dangerous, I never used it." He explained.

"Well I'm not trying to make Spencer blind alright!" Ignacio chuckled.

"My suggestion for you would be Benzo. It relaxes and weakens the muscles. The best part is it will

make the person think they participated even when they didn't, their muscles were just weak and they

had no say.." Abhay smirked.

"Mate, we have a winner." Ignacio said with a mischievous smirk.

"You know I always got your back bud." Abhay said taking back the Ketamine and handing him the

Benzodiazepines.

"Yeah man." Ignacio said thinking about how this was finally his opportunity. If Spencer didn't want him

willingly then he would just force him to think he did. It gave Ignacio jitters, he was afraid of Spencer but

he was willing to risk it all. He immediately texted Spencer.

'Yo wanna hang out.' - Ignacio.

Spencer responded almost immediately.

'Man, I had to take an early flight to LA as per Garreth's request. Just sorting out a few work related

issues. Maybe when I fly back tomorrow? I really wanted to be with Della in this tough moment.' -

Spencer.

Ignacio scoffed at the name Della.

'Yeah man, tomorrow will be cool. Catch you then.' - Ignacio.

'Don't party too hard ;)'. - Spencer.

'You know me so well.' Ignacio.

'I'm your best mate, forever and always. We come a long way, how could I not.' - Spencer.

At this moment, Ignacio felt like shit. So he didn't reply and put back his phone in the back pocket.

Chris brown undecided was playing. He couldn't say it was loud because he was used to the noise

around here.

"That Levetté kid is here.." Abhay warned making Ignacio roll his eyes. "You must be a good lay then.."

Abhay teased.

Truthfully Luc had only been there to get Ignacio's attention and yes he had came with his elite friend

Leonard Maddox. They were in the VIP lounge. Luc was too broke to buy anything but Leonard offered,

considering money wasn't much of a big deal. Since his father was part of the Republicans and had

good ties with the likes of Donald Trump. He was a white supremacist but his son didn't seem to care

about following in the successful footsteps of his father political path.

"I will be in be my office." Ignacio said leaving the bar. Luc saw Ignacio leaving and immediately felt

sad. He attempted to dance with a girls here and there but it all went to shit.

Perhaps there is a distinct pleasure in loving people that don't love us.