SEQUEL TO 𝕻𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗!
"𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒"
A lot of things change in two years, engagement's, death, trauma, new faces and incredible skills.
Briella Luna De...
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I woke up beside Rafael, he had his arms around my waist which I thought was adorable. Last night was amazing, I'm so in love with him. He makes me feel like the only woman in the world and I'm forever grateful for him. I checked my phone to see new notifications.
Ham🦧
Briella Come home pls Scar will not leave us alone He's been calling over everyday to talk to you
why does he want to talk?
Idk maybe cause you killed his brother? Just a random guess
you've got a point smart ass
Just come talk to him So he'll leave us the fuck alone
righto I'll be there soon
I love you bumble bee
i love you too lil ham
"Good morning mi amor" Rafael said, pulling me on top of him.
"Good morning my love" I smiled. "I have to go to my brothers."
"Oh? Why?" Raf asked, I showed him the text messages. I didn't want to make him angry but I know if I lied to him, it'll make me enraged. So I done what I do best, told the truth. I knew it made Raf annoyed, but he sucked it up, placed a kiss on my lips and got ready.
"I'm coming with you, you can talk to him alone but I want to be in the house" Rafael told me as he walked into his bathroom.
"Okay bello" I smiled, I went and brushed my teeth with Raf. (Handsome)
I put on an oversized shirt and shorts. I put on Leo's slides that I stole, they're just so comfy!
We made our way down the stairs, no one seemed to be home so we just left. The car ride was nerve wrecking, what is Scar going to say?
Rafael noticed my worries and rubbed my thigh reassuringly.
"It's going to be okay butterfly" he softly spoke.
I held his hand as he drove, I honestly haven't loved anyone as much as I love him.
Once we arrived, Marco greeted me at the door.
"Amore!" He smiled brightly. "You're healing amazingly!"
"Thank you Marco Polo" I hugged him closely.
"Stop calling me that...please" he whispered.
We all walked in, Marco pointed to his office, signaling that Scar was there. I took a deep breath in before going inside.
I opened the door to see Scar, he immediately snapped his head back to look at me.
"Brie.."
"Scar."
I took a seat in front of him, it felt as if my nerves were taking over my entire body.
"I'm not angry Briella" Scar spoke. "I'm not angry that you killed Farid, I'm angry because you haven't texted or answered my calls. I want you back in my life."
Instead of being my childish self, I decided to take the mature route.
"Look scar, you're with Victoria, I'm with Rafael. It's never going to happen" I explained.
"I'd break up with her if it meant you'd be mine again..." Scar told me, sorrow danced in his eyes.
I let out a sigh, trying to find the words to describe the emotion in my body.
"I need you to listen closely," I told him. "I loved you, so deeply. Our first few months were amazing, I really thought we were going to get married, have babies and live happily ever after. That was until you became mean and selfish. You drugged me for months, cheated on me and used my trauma against me. I don't want to hear your apologies, they're overused. I never meant to break up with you, but I'm glad I did."
Oof.
That was difficult.
"You look beautiful today" he said, completely ignoring my words. I then realized that it's a waste of time explaining to him.
"I'm leaving it at that, I wish you no harm Scar" I told him before leaving the room.
The high road is difficult yall.
Marco and Rafael looked at me, I smiled softly. Scar then stormed out and left, thank god.
"Well..." Marco spoke. "That went well?"
"I guess...where's Ian?" I asked him, they both looked at me with surprised expressions.
"In his room...."
I walked away from Raf and Marc, making my way to see Ian. I knocked on his door, no answer. So I just walked in. He lay in bed, I walked over to him and tried waking him up.
But...he wouldn't.
"Ian?" I said, pushing him.
"IAN!"
I looked to his bedside table, there lay tiny ziplock bags...with a white powder.
"IAAAAAAAAAN!"
He's not waking up...
"HELP!" I screamed around the house, I heard multiple footsteps immediately, rushing to Ian's room.
"He won't wake up! H-He has tiny baggies...is he dead?" I sobbed to my brothers. Damon walked over to his triplet, shaking him. But still, he wouldn't wake up.
