𝗘𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 11

Never in a million years did I think I'd find someone so utterly and completely perfect, someone who would make me happier than I ever dreamed I could be.

He is the love that came without warning, he had my heart before I could say no.

No matter how terrible my day was, talking with him just for a minute makes everything seem perfect.

I can't get much of his scent, his kisses, his touch. It's addicting.

I'll never finish falling in love with him.

I never want to stop making memories with him.

I may not be his first kiss, his first date... but I want to be his last everything. The same way I want him to be my last everything.

"Do you promise to never leave me and never break my heart?" I asked quietly showing the side of me I've trying to hide, my vulnerable side. The one that has insecurities and doubts.

"Yes." He says looking into my eyes showing how truly he means it.

"Pinky promise?" I say holding my finger in front of him.

"Pinky promise." he answer shaking his head with a smile as his finger interlocked with mine.

I guess promises are meant to be broken.

flashback over

After I talked with Javier we decide to go to his house. There, we watched TV and talked.

As I look at the window I see the sky turning dark. Deciding it was time to go 'home' I said goodbye to Javier and started to make my way to my car.

Home is somewhere that you miss when you are away. It's where you want to relax after a long day of school.

Home means an enjoyable, happy place where you can live, laugh and learn. It's somewhere where you are loved, respected, and cared for.

And that place was anything but.

I get into my car and drive for about twenty minutes before stopping in front of the large black gates.

The guards let me in and I drive a little bit more before parking my car and starting to walk to the front door.

I stop for a moment before opening the door knowing very well that the moment I enter they will want answers.

Taking deep breathes trying to calm down as I start to feel nervous and scared.

Today had been an emotional day, and sometimes emotions can affect our decisions. When I am emotional I tend to say things I don't mean or even spill secrets unintentionally.

Entering the mansion I sigh in relieve as no one was on sight. But I was wrong about that.

As I turn around, there, were standing all my brothers and father. They had angry, relieved and annoyed expressions.

"Where do you think you are going young lady?" says Vincenzo as I try to make my way to my bedroom to scape the interrogation that is about to happen.

"My room?" I say trying to sound confident but it ended up sounding more like a question.

Good job!

"Where were you?" asks a very annoyed Giovanni.

"Out." I answer vaguely remaining my self from telling anymore.

"No shit Sherlock!" an angry Lorenzo says while glaring at me.

"Where?" asks Giovanni trying to remain calm and totally ignoring Lorenzo's comment.