Chapter 280


    Luca’s POV


    James: Why did you ignore what I was trying to say to you?


    I typed in a response and sent it after a few moments.


    Luca: Maybe because I don’t understand eyesnguage? I didn’t even know you were trying to tell me


    something.


    He started to send in a response almost immediately, and a rest came in after a few seconds.


    James: Well, I was.


    I scoffed a little and was tempted to ignore him and just drop my phone into somewhere, but ignored


    that thought and continued to type in a response.


    Luca: Well, what did you want to tell me? You still are not saying a thing


    James: Rx


    James: What I was trying to say to you was that, did you see your brother beside you?


    I nced beside my almost immediately, checking to see if there was something unusual, but finding


    nothing – because everything about him still feels unusual to me in a way, starting from how grown up


    he looks.


    Luca: Yeah, I see him. What’s up with him?


    James: You need to speak to him.


    I blinked a little as I ghosted my gaze over the text before starting to type in a reply, thumbs tapping


    away on the phone really lightly.


    Luca: I do? Why?


    James: Because he’s currently facing a whole lot of guilt at this very moment.


    Luca: Oh… he is?


    I nced at him a little for a fleeting second, watching as he was bent over himself a little, doing some


    things on his phone in that moment, right before I averted my gaze from him to focus it back on my


    phone, and I realized that James had sent in a response.


    James: He’s facing a whole lot of guilt at the moment. Guilt about making you worry unnecessarily, and


    he’s sure as hell beating himself up at the moment.


    I read all what he had written, slowly seeing the sense that was in all what he had typed. He kind of


    have a point, he did look guilty somehow when our eyes had locked.


    Luca: Oh…


    Luca: I see where you areing from right now.


    James started to type in a response after a few seconds.


    James: You’re going to have to start a conversation with him, and talk it all out. I doubt if he’d know


    how to start a conversation with you, because he probably feels you’re angry with him at the moment.


    Do you get where I’ming from?


    I started to type in a response almost immediately.


    Luca: Yeah, I get where you’reing from. Go on.


    James: You can put the partition up. I doubt if he’d feelfortable talking to you about something as


    fragile as emotions with an audience like the driver and myself.


    Luca: Alright, I’ll do just that. That’s all, right?


    I shot him a side nce after a few seconds to find him hunched forward a little, still doing some sort of


    thing on his phone.


    James: Yeah, that’s all. Just, make him feel alright, and talk to him.


    James: Like, really talk to him. Remember, he might look like such a grown up but he’s still like a kid


    and most importantly, he’s your baby brother that you love to death.


    I read and reread thisst particr text of James over and over, moving a little on my spot of the seat,


    and after a few minutes had passed, I turned my phone off and ced it on tne seat beside me, right


    before I sat up and let out a small groan. I leaned forward, watching as Armani jerked up at the same


    time, staring at me with wide open eyes at first, before he was leaning back into his seat. I shook my


    head a little and reached forward before clicking on a button that moved the partition up, clouding us up


    here in the hack to ourselves. I watched as Armani turned his head around almost instantly to stare at


    him, and even before I could acknowledge the fact that I had seen him stare at me, he was averting his


    gaze and focusing it back on his phone.


    Like James had said, he might look like such a grown up, but he was still a kid in my eyes, and was still


    going to keep being a kid in my eyes– and telling from how skittish he was at the moment, it was only


    cing emphasis on the fact that he was still going to be like a kid inside of my mind.


    And most importantly, he was still my baby brother. He was still the baby brother of mine whom I had


    because of him, fought with my father countless times for. I could remember some times where I’d be


    done speaking to father and he’d hit me all because I was vengefully defending or protecting Armani


    away from him. I could remember one time that I was eighteen, and fatter had wanted to start his stupid


    lectures on my baby brother. I could remember locking him inside of my bedroom and refusing to get


    the door open for my father. Father and I had argued so much and I had gotten a few hits in, but I didn’t


    give in after everything.


    Armani was someone I was ready to give up my life for while I was growing up without a second


    thought, he was someone who I loved so much with all my heart.


    I could remember when I had recently clocked twenty, and by then, father had seeded to start to


    force Armani to start to take some stupid training that Armani wasn’t ever interested in. I had


    threatened to take Armani with me and run away, and father had reduced his whole training routines


    which he used on me, because he knew I meant all what I said to him and could do it if I wanted to.


    I dragged a deep breath into my lungs and turned around after a few moments, until I was staring at


    him. All it took was a few minutes before he nced up from his prone to stare at me, and once again, I


    caught that glimpse of a little bit of guilt inside of his eyes in that same moment.


    “Are you alright?” I asked in a low voice after a few moments had oases with the both of us just doing


    nothing but staring at each other, and I watched as he started to nod his head and move around a little


    on his seat.


    “Yeah, I am.” He voiced out, and I watched as he nced down at his phone before putting his phone


    awry inside his suit pocket.


    “What happened to your phone? When you went missing and we were searching for you, I tried to


    reach you through it but the call didn’t even connect to begin with.”


    I watched as he blinked at me confusingly at first, before it seemed like he understood what I meant.


    “Oh, that was because that number of mine wasn’t a number that could work here. You know it was a


    different country’s number.., as soon as I got here, it would automatically stop working. I got a new


    number already but I haven’t gotten the time to set it up yet, because I nned to do just that tonight.”


    He paused and I watched as he sucked in a deep breath before slowly pushing it out.


    “I’m sorry you were unable to reach me. I couldn’t even get to you because of myck of a number, and


    it never crossed my mind to borrow someone’s cellphone to use in trying to get you you.” He continued


    the speak afterwards, voice easing out slowly as he spoke.


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    “No, no… it’s alright, it’s alright.”


    I continued after a few pause. “Also, it’s a good thing you didn’t use someone’s phone to try to get to


    me, my phone number is a really private thing and I rarely give it out, for security reasons.”


    “Ohh.” He whispered out after a few seconds and I started to nod my head.


    “Yeah. I’m just d you’re alright. I thought something had happened to you.”


    I watched as the guilty look crossed his face in the next moment, right before he made to speak.


    “Nothing happened to me, I didn’t even hit my leg against a wall. I’m so sorry I made you worry


    unnecessarily…” He trailed off after a few seconds and slumped into his seat, a small, dejected sigh


    slipping out his slightly parted lips, and after a few long seconds had passed, he started to speak once


    again.


    “I haven’t even been here for long and I’m already making you worry so much to this extent, I feel so


    bad just thinking about it and I’m so sorry you’re going through all these stress because of me once


    again like you used to do back then…”