Bloody Desires

CXIII

i played with the hair curlers resting in my hair, fixing their angles

who does that?

elena slapped my hand away, still working on the back

"miarelle valor rossi, if you don't stop touching these hair rollers i'm going to scream." she playfully laughed, pinning more in the back

"sorry, i'm nervous." i bounced my leg, looking out the window in my room

she grabbed a cosmetic bag, turning the chair towards her

"that's okay and totally normal to feel." she kneeled beneath me, resting her hand on mine

"i've never been married so i don't know what to tell you."

"but what i can tell you is that you're gonna look hot regardless." she did a light shimmy with her shoulders, attempting to ease my nerves

"how come?" i raised an eyebrow

"i have a cosmetology license." she rolled her eyes

"oh yeah, i forgot." i awkwardly laughed, still imagining what's to come in three hours

she sighed, opening her arms in front of me

which i immediately jumped into

i found comfort in her warm embrace, tears slowly welling in my eyes

"it's okay" she rubbed my back, sitting me back into my seat

and handing me a box of tissues

"you can't do this when your mascara is on." she lightly punched my arm, making me laugh

when milan, who was sitting on my bed, started crying

i stood up from the chair, scooping her in my arms and observing her face

her cries quickly silenced as she cuddled in my arms

"she looks just him." i mumbled, kissing her forehead

and laying her back in the bed

"i'll be back, dante is calling." elena took her phone out of her pocket, leaving the room

i nervously bit my lip, looking down at my fingers

then my phone resting beside me

i picked it up, immediately dialing cain's number

"hello?"  he picked up, his background quiet this time

"i'm so nervous." i kept my voice down, eyeing milania peacefully sleeping beside me

"what's making you nervous?"

"i don't know.. walking down the isle, the fact my father won't be walking me down the isle, several other things."

"-how are you not loosing your shit right now?"

"i am amore. This is my tenth bathroom break to take a breather." he laughed through the phone

his laugh gave me comfort, especially because i didn't get a chance to see him this morning

"promise you won't stare to hard when i walk down the isle?"

"want me to be honest or..?"

i laughed, immediately taking his answer as a no

"cain c'mon your hair isn't finished." a female voice echoed in his background, followed by knocks on a door

"who is that?"

"my hair dresser, she is fucking annoying." he huffed, the phone picking up his shuffling