𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒

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Alessia Ferrari

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Alessia Ferrari


"So how have you been?" Luca questions as he enters my bedroom.

"The same answer that I gave you twenty minutes ago, why do you keep asking me the same question?"

He simply shrugs, "I don't know what else to talk to you about but I missed you."

"How about I tell you all the dumb shit Manny did while we were traveling the world?"

"Why would I care what he did?" He asks.

I sigh before deciding to just drop it. Back in high school I had a feeling that Manny had some form of crush on my brother and I also had a feeling that those feelings were reciprocated but I never confronted them about it.

Luca had never directly told me he liked men and for all I know he just thought of Manny as a good friend but he would get so adorably bubbly around him, I figured he'd talk to me about it when he was ready but that day never came after the moment in the cell with Jasper before I ended his life.

I think he's scared but I won't push it.

For now, at least.

"Never mind, how about I tell you about my adventures instead?"

"Sounds good." He replies while taking a seat next to me on my bed.

"Alright so this one time... Mann- I mean this random guy who is definitely not my best friend and I were chilling on the beach in Spain, I have no clue where Nicky disappeared to, most likely this cute little ice cream parlor that wasn't too far from our spot, to but we were tanning on the sand when a random seagull flew straight on top of the random guy's stomach, stole his sunglasses, then flew away. I think it ended up dropping the glasses in the ocean."

"Some random guy?" Luca questions suspiciously.

"Oh one hundred percent, it was so bizarre dude."

**

One week later


"There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book, or simply close it." ~ Shannon L. Alder

Maybe holding on isn't what makes us strong.

I actually think the strongest thing a person can do is finally let go after allowing it to torture your mind for so long.

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