Violet’s P.O.V
“Okay well, this has been fun we should do this again sometime. Now take me home, as in NOW!!” I tell him yelling the last bit. I just wanted to go home, my boyfriends of 3 months cheated on me with my step-sister because I refused to sleep with him. He’s such a sket, well not really I just need to call him a name.
“No signorina, you are coming with me; to Italy.” He said pleasantly in his rich Italian accent that made me want to shiver, I resisted.
“Look Signor rapimento-ragazzo, If this is about the whole marriage thing then it’s not my fault! My dad said that he will not allow Italian blood to taint our ‘pure’ English Family.” I retort pulling my skirt over my knees. “Hey, the sun came out!” I grabbed his arm and started jumping up and down.
He looked at me as if he wasn’t sure if he should take me to Italy or a mental hospital, I let go of is arm and slumped in my chair. I grabbed my bag from where it was sat at my feet and pulled out my sunglasses, purple of course, and daintily perched them on the top of my nose.
“It is just sun, why are you so excited?” He asked in a bewildered tone looking at the traffic swarming around us like a colony of angry ants.
“It has been raining for 9-ish days, I haven’t seen the sun in over a week so show some compassion!” I snap at him.
“Okay, okay. Are you wearing purple eyeliner??” He asked as though it was the weirdest thing in the world. I rolled my eyes. Boys will never understand girls and favourite colours.
“Yes, you got a problem with that you mentale buco del culo?” He just shook his head and laughed. I just decided that I would sulk, As I looked out the window I saw that the houses we were passing were far away from my own and closer to the edge of town. I looked over at the guy to see him checking his watch.
“Oi Italian dude, whats your name?” I asked, I mean I cant just call him guy, dude or whatever for the whole time I’m with him.
“Alessandro.” Was his short answer, oh we get on so well. I roll my eyes and pull out my phone.
“Wow, I am in some deep shit!” I say out loud, grimacing as I look at the screen.
Alessandro quickly flashed me a confused look, which made him look super cute. Oh my god! I did not just think that!!
“My dad just texted me, he says ‘I had a phone call from school saying you were leaving for a while. Where are you going?! Who was that guy you were with?! Tell me if it’s the Lorazellis then you must contact me immediately! – Lionel’ Oh well shows how much he loves me! Stupid dad doesn’t even say he’s missing me or that he loves me! Heck he didn’t even put dad at the end! And let me guess, your part of the infamous Lorazelli family? How’s your brother Raffaello? I met him once he seemed nice, don’t know what’s up with dad I mean he’s married to an Italian-“ I got cut off by the car stopping in the airport carpark and Alessandro who had my forearm in an iron-like grip.
“What is your Step-mamas maiden name?” He ground out, giving me a look that said he could tell if I was lying.
“Wait a minute!” I yell as I grab my phone and scroll through my contacts, I stop when I reach the contact Old Dragon Lady. I started to hum a tune as I click the contact and her profile came up. I squinted at the screen then I remembered that I had my sunglasses on so I took them off and perched them on the top of my head.
“Old Dragon Ladies name is, Mariella Cameo Rachele Frotensia erm I mean Milton.” I tell him the name and his face contorts in fury.
“I guess you don’t like her either, hey wait a minute are we at an airport! No! No! NOOO! TAKE ME HOOOOOOME RIGHT NOW! Oh god, my week has been the worst week ever and, You. Are. Not. HELPING!” I scream at him, he had a look of pure anger and dragged me out the car.
“Listen here Miss Violet, you are going to come with me to Italy and you will be happy about it. If anyone asks, you are here with your boyfriend ,which would be me, and he is taking you to Mantua to meet his parents. Oh and try not to look too lost. Also for the record I hate your step-mama” He snapped.
“Well this is gonna be so fun!” I think as he dragged me to the front doors. I mean its not like we look stupid or anything. I was a teenager still in my University uniform and Alessandro was a man who was in casual clothes. It kind of makes him look like a paedophile, he was so obviously a man and older then me I don’t k now how older but I’m thinking like at least 5 years older.
Not inconspicuous at all.
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Translations:
Signorina - miss
Signor rapimento ragazzo - Mister Kidnapping Guy.
Buco del cul – Arsehole.
Mentale - mental
Violets Uni Uniform -
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