Celeste POV:(Click the song at the top)
"HELPPPP"
Immediately I push out my covers, rubbing my eyes forcefully.
I wait in silence for it to stop.
Yet it doesn't.
Shrieks continue to echo throughout the house.
The tone almost sounds familiar.
I recognise it.
Lorenzo.
I can't just leave him. His voice cracks after every yell, fear clear in his tone. He sounds terrified.
Fuck.
I force the door open, cursing harshly as it doesn't move any further.
I peer down to see the shadow of a body.
Lorenzo lay spread on the floor.
Shit.
Sweat lines his forehead, his large hands cradling his curled body. Tears fall fast from his bloodshot blue eyes.
He's crying.
Sobbing even.
I crouch down next to him, softly cradling his face to focus his eyes to mine.
"Lorenzo? What- "
I pause,waiting for Enzo's interruption yet not a single word follows from him.
"Lorenzo what happened." His head shifts to my shoulders, soft cries muffled as I hold him to my chest.
Why is he crying?
"Please stop, please"
Sobs continue to course through his body, grip tightening around me with every word. Placing my arms around him, I try leading him back to his room.
" Shushh, it's okay" I whisper whilst placing him on the edge of his bed.
I don't even know what I'm doing. I just want him...him to stop screaming.
"DONT TOUCH HIM DAD! Take me instead" His calls echo into the cold air as his hands desperately reach out. Almost as if he's trying to grab something. Gently, I place my hands around his, in an attempt to calm him down.
" I'M SORRY. JUST DON'T TOUCH HER"
Tears begin dripping down his cheeks faster than ever before.
"Please"
" Enzo, it's fine I'm here" I whisper into his silk hair. Starting to rub his bare back gently, I run my fingers over his scars. He seems to have them everywhere. And a small amount of tattoos too.
" I'm here, you don't need be scared"
He doesn't answer only tugs me.
So now he's the one holding me.
We're so close.
So close that I can feel his ragged breaths against me.
After a while, his muffled tears begin to slow and his head turns on the pillow to face me.
" Cel?"
" You were having a nightmare"
His tear filled eyes fix onto mine as I reach out to wipe one away.
I slight look of fear returns to his face at my words.
" Sorry"
" Enzo there's nothing to be sorry for"
" You can go now if you want, I'll be fine"
" I'll stay if you want?"
" Okay"
I only lean into his touch as he pulls me to his chest.
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When I wake up we're still in that exact same position, my face buried in his chest, our legs tangled, mine hooked around his waist.
Oh god-
" Ohhh hey"
Can this get any worse?
It's Nikoli leant against Enzo's door.
Somehow Enzo is still asleep.
" What were you two doing last night" Nikoli sniggers.
He coughs. " Fucking?"
" HEYYY Enzo can you hear me. Did you have a good time last night?"
Finally, after what seems like years, he wakes up.
" What are you on about Nikoli?" Lorenzo groggily mumbles.
" I asked if you had a good time fucking your fiancée"
" What?" Enzo says.
" Did you have a good time fucking Celeste?"
Nik draws out his words, heightening his volume by far.
" They can bloody hear you in Australia. Shut the fuck up" Enzo bellows.
"What we did last night isnt your business Nik. Now leave" I shove him away and turn my eyes to Lorenzo.
Oh my-
His tanned torso is completely exposed by the unbuttoned shirt.
Even with his reddened bloodshot eyes, a smirk still twists in on his lips as he notices my gaze.
"I swear I will cut that off with your own fucking dagger. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT" Grabbing a pillow, I hurl it towards him. He catches it mid air, my mouth almost dropping at the speed of his reaction.
"What happened to the crying huh? Now everyone thinks we fucked"
He peers down, looking almost beaten as he shrugs his shirt off .
"Hold on mister." I skim my gaze at his toned body and desperately try to focus on my words.
" Take a picture it will last longer"
I feel my cheeks burn.
" Oh and did you purposely rap your legs around me last night?"
I don't answer.
" Well if your not going to answer, I'll tell you the plan for today. We are meeting my father."
" Your father?"
" Unfortunately"
"Well then you better go and get dressed" I mimic his smirk and his stare shifts to my lips.
Just as I push out from the bed to head to his bathroom Enzo begins to speak.
" Thanks...for last night. It really means a lot"
" I'm sorry for whatever happened Enzo"
His gaze snags onto mine as he gives a smile of thanks.
" I'm gonna go in the shower"
" You know you have your own shower right?"
" Yeah well I prefer yours" I grin.
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By ten in the morning I'm stood in a training room with Lorenzo and a load of recruits.
"So today we are learning about actual body combat" he explains to the class.
They all look to be around twelve to sixteen. Some extremely tall and others largely lagging behind.
" Hey" one calls. He's short, blonde and sporting a Lorenzo like smirk. Probably who he learnt it from.
" Who's this?"
The boy points towards me.
" This is Celeste. My fiancée. She's come to help with our training"
Fiancée.
It sounds so natural on his lips.
I wave to him but but his smirk only grows.
I hate boys.
" So guys. Get into partners and we will start on our first move"
" OI Mrs Caldo, want to go with me?" the blonde boy jeers. A whistle follows after his words as he stares me up and down.
" No Jace, she's going with me."
Enzo grabs my hand quickly, blue eyes glaring towards Jace. I almost snigger as his grasps tightens. He's biting his cheek, jawline sharpened even further in irritation.
" You ok Caldo?"
I skim my gaze over his expression as it slowly relaxes.
The blonde boy grunts and turns away whilst Lorenzo leads me towards the front.
" What? I'm fine"
Gently he places his hands onto my waist. My breaths catches sharply. I follow each of his instructions, desperately trying to focus on his words. Not that his body is right against mine, hands all over me.
" Place your leg behind mine"
I do so then switch my stare back to him.
I'm about to ask for the next instruction when Enzo throws his leg forwards. Sending me hurling to the floor.
" FUCKK" I hiss as my body hits the ground.
His blue eyes flick down to me as a laugh escapes his lips.
Fucker.
Lorenzo reaches out, yet I hit his hand harshly away to get up myself.
" Sorry Cel" he chuckles.
" Your such a shithead" Despite my words a smile is spread wide across my lips.
" You can try the move on me if you want"
Instead I dive forward to a punch but end up with my fist caught in Enzo's hand.
I'm pulled up right against him.
" I didn't say you could punch me" Enzo whispers into my ear.
I get back into my feet still not escaping his grasp.
" UGH, get a room" a girl calls. We both turn our heads. I feel Enzo's body tense against mine as Jace waggles his tongue through his fingers.
Lorenzo stands there for a second, before grabbing my hand and taking me to the corner of the room.
" You okay?" Finally, he lets go.
" Yep, I'm fine other than tripping over about a billion times"
" Sorry about Jace"
" Eh, it's fine. He's like any other twelve year old boy"
" Well yeah expect he's fifteen"
I cough a laugh.
" Sure doesn't look it"
" I know. Also Cel..are you worried about meeting my father?"
" No, not particularly. Honestly, I thought you might be more nervous about it?"
" Celeste, what do you mean?"
" Like with your dream. I thought it was about your dad since you-" He catches onto my hand as if to halt me.
I fix my eyes onto his. Just by looking at them I can tell he's nervous.
"Forget about that okay. It was a fucking nightmare and that's all it fucking was" He grunts and pushes my fist down.
" Sorry I was just trying to help"
" I don't need it Cel"
" Lorenzo, I'm so-"
He doesn't say anything only places his hand in my hair and kisses my forehead.
His lips are soft and warm against my skin.
" Were you okay with that?"
" Oh my god. I'm not one of those virgin keep your hands of me girls. You can kiss me"
My eyes roll towards him.
" Ohh so your not a virgin"
I nudge him in the arm.
" No I'm not, dumbass. And I'm guessing your not either"
He turns to smirk at me and I purse my lips desperately trying not to grin back at him.
" Haven't been for four years"
" Right, class is over. Make sure to practise the move in time for next lesson" Enzo bellows. All the children walk out, some waving goodbye to us and others just talking between themselves.
" Come on let's go. We need to leave to get to lunch with my father in time" he hesitated at the last words but still strolls forward.
Enzo places his hand on the small of my back to leads me out of the room.
Before I can change my mind I turn around and take his hand into mine.
He peers at me, surprise clear on his whole face.
" You don't have to be that surprised. I thought you said we had to look like a couple" We both smile and leave for the car.