Mateo's POV:
"Why aren't listening to me! The theme is beige and gold, so why the fuck do I see green!" I'm about to beat the decorator if he doesn't do his job right.
While I'm at work, I get a call saying I needed to come to the banquet hall, to see if I wanted any changes.
And this motherfucker is over head adding green when I didn't even ask for that shit.
"Mateo calm down, Bella's not gonna mind if there's green."
"I don't care, I mind." I push Dyiore away from me, waking around in circles as the decorator gets rid of the unnecessary green he added.
"Sir what about now?"
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ADD ORANGE!" I about to kill this fucker.
Just as I'm about to charge at him, Dyiore pulls me back, telling the decorator to leave before he dies.
Who the fuck puts orange after I specifically said only gold and beige!
I was gonna snap his neck, if I wasn't being pulled away.
"Listen, how about you go home and get ready. I'll handle things here."
"Fuck no, you go. I deal with things." I try pushing him away, but he sits me down on the chair.
"Do you not trust me, I want the best for my best friend basically sister."
"Fine. But if something is out of place, Jm coming for your ass."
"Go home." I nod getting off the chair and leaving the ball room.
I just want everything to be perfect.
Arabella already left to get her hair and make up done.
I got in my car, resting my head on the seat.
Everything feels so hectic, and my heart just start race just like yesterday. Arabella didn't leave this morning until she knew I ate all my food.
So why was I feel like this.
My palms become sweaty, and I lean my head on the steering wheel.
My breath is uneven, and my chest start to construct. My lungs start to close in, getting letting any air in.
My hands reach for my phone, pulling it out of my pocket. I wipe my face, as everything becomes blurry. I dial her number and put the phone to my ear.
The phone rings,
Once.
Twice
Right before the third ring, the phone is picked up.
"Hello." I could hear the happiness in her voice.
"Mateo?" It didn't take long for the excitement to leave her voice. She could hear my heavy breathing through the phone, and knew something was up.
"Mateo are you ok?" Her voice now panicked, but I couldn't say anything to help her.
"Mateo-!"
"I can't breath." I quickly say, needing her just to calm me down.
"Shit..." I hear her swallow a breath, as she thinks about something.
"Hurry." my voice is now quiet barely able to register what's happening.
"You know, when I was 15, my dad bought me a pet duck. He was a cute little yellow fur ball. He would walk on his two left feet, and he was always bumping into thing." I didn't understand where she was going with her story, I just trusted her a listened. Focusing my attention completely on the words flowing through the phone.
"And one day, my mom had enough of the bird knocking her things over. So she got rid of him, and when I got back from school she told me he ran away. I wasn't for a couple years ago I found out she kicked him out of the house."
I was trying so hard to understand the story, I didn't realize myself becoming normal again. My hands had only the previous sweat on them. My breathing now back to a somewhat normal pace.
"Mateo?"
"Thank you." I lean back into the seat, wanting to understand what just happened.
"What the fuck just happened to me." She stayed quiet for a second, before finally answering my question.
"Mateo, you just had a panic attack." She tried saying it, in the best way possible.
No fucking way.
"How is a Mafia leader supposed to deal with this stupid attacks. That would be so embarrassing if while I'm killing someone, I have one of these."
"Mateo-."
"I would have no respect left from others. They'll think I'm weak!"
"Mateo, panic attacks don't happen. They are triggered by something. Maybe something happened while you were at work."
That stupid decorator.
Giving me stupid panic attacks.
"Oh."
"Well how do I get rid of it."
"Well you can't, with time things will make you less anxious and not make you feel like that."
"Well I don't want them." She start laughing through the phone.
"Why did these start to happen."
"It was probably because of what happened yesterday, and how you fainted. Oh and did you eat yet?" She gave me a motherly tone and I knew I couldn't lie because I would betray myself.
"No."
"Mateo Salvatore! You literally fainted just yesterday and now you're already skipping meals. I'm not letting you go to the party if you don't eat."
"It's our anniversary party."
"Don't worry, I can find a replacement for you."
"Don't you dare."
"Go home and eat, right now."
"Yes Ma'am."
~~~
Arabella's POV:
He scared me shitless with his panic attack. It was so strange and random, it came out of nowhere. Most people's anxiety starts from the earlier stages of life. It's no common for someone who's above the age of 18 to randomly have a attack like that.
That was probably what caused him to faint yesterday, both from the lack of eating and having a panic attack. I just didn't get there in time, to help him.
I remember while I was putting the cupcakes in the fridge, I had previously spilled some of the batter on my clothes. So when I said bye to Katie, I went upstairs to see all this clothes scattered everywhere.
When I heard the water turn off and the door not even being shut, I walked in to see him barely able to breath.
"And done." The make up artist spun me around in the chair and viewed my make up from the mirror in front of me.
"Now just for the dress." I've waiting to see the dress for so long.
Mateo specifically said, 'don't her see the dress until she's done getting ready.'
Maggie the woman doing all my make up and hair walked out with the most beautiful dressed I have ever seen.
I took the dress from her, heading to the changing room.
The dress was so pretty, I couldn't believe it.
I put the dress on trying my best not to get my make up everywhere.
I managed to get the dress over my head without ruining the beautiful make up Maggie did for me.
One the dress is on, I reach behind me trying to zip up the dress.
"Maggie, a little help please." She walks in after I unlock the door and gasps at the sight of me in my dress.
"Wow you look beautiful." I smile thanking her, and I tell her about my zipper.
She zips my dress, allowing me to look at myself in front of the mirror.
I do look beautiful.
~~~
Mateo's POV:
"What do you mean she's getting there without me?" I was about to ripe someones head off.
"We sent a driver to pick Bella up, all you need to is get your ass to the venue so she doesn't get there first."
Dyiore decided that he was gonna take the lead on this party, I don't know who said he could but he did. He arrange for me to sit up front while Arabella gets an entrance.
She deserves more than just an entrance but that's alright.
He said everyone needs to be there before Arabella so she can feel like a princess.
Those were his exact words.
Then I tired to beat the shit out of him for calling my girl a princess.
Antonio stood there letting Dyiore ramble about random shit.
"Alright if we want to get there first, we should go now." Antonio reminded us.
He put his hands in his flashy dark red suit pants, walking to the door and leaving.
I roll my eyes walking away from Dyiore, heading straight for the car and entering through the passenger seat.
"I hate sitting at the back."
"Fine, then stay here." He scowled at me, but sat in the with a pout on his face.
Arabella wouldn't like that.
I rest my head on the seat shutting my eyes and taking a deep breath.
I remember back to the panic attack that took place in the middle of the warehouse parking lot.
And how just listening to her voice made me feel better. I think back to her face echoing through my head, as Antonio starts the car driving out of the driveway and onto the road.
Dyiore reaches to the front and turns the radio on listening to the song that plays throughout the car.
I can feel him shaking the car even through my shut eyes.
I open my eyes ready to beat the shit out of the stupid man in the back, but the view of the venue comes into my view.
I bite my lip trying to contain my smile. I'm gonna see Arabella in the beautiful dress I had her make up and hair artist pick.
~~~
"Where the fuck is she?" I asked Antonio pulling him by the collar as I'm sat alone on the seat Dyiore had arrange for the both of us.
"She's outside, relax. Your wrinkling my shirt." He pulls his shirt away from my grip as I slouch back into the seat.
"Congratulations Mateo." Yet another couple come to shake my head, which I take not returning a smile.
I'm sick of sitting here and waiting. I need to see her.
The last time I saw her this morning when she was ready to beat my ass, and the last time I heard her was when she told me I have anxiety.
Just as I was about to groan and get up, Dyiore pushes me down grabbing a mic from Antonio and smiling at the large crowd.
"Thank everyone for joining the celebration of the recently married couple Mateo and Arabella." It's not recent.
"Thank you all for joining the two on their 6 month anniversary party. Now presenting the woman of the night." The lights shut off and the spotlight was at the grand wooden doors.
Two guards open the large doors and I sit up probably ready to see my wife.
She walked out wearing the dress I had picked looking better than any other day.
She dress laid so perfectly on her perfect body, showing every curve she had.
She smiled only looking at me.
As if I was the only man in the world.
I couldn't help but let the smile creep onto my face. All the waiting was all worth it.
She looked absolutely unexplainably beautiful.
She walked all the way up to front, where I knew I had to get up.
I got up holding a hand out to her, helping her up the stairs to the stage where we to be sat.
She smiles even bigger checking me out head to toe.
Now that I look at myself and her, I don't feel nearly as worthy to be standing next to this goddess.
She quickly notices holding my hand tighter.
"You look perfect." She kisses my cheek taking a while her dress took the dress of the fancy sofa's area.
She laughs picking it up letting me sit next to her.
"You look perfect Darling." I kiss her cheek allowing the camera man to capture the moment forever.
Everyone claps and I'm brought back to the real world.
Dyiore gives me a creepy smile, while Antonio sends a congratulating smile.
~~~
She cuts into the cake smiling as the knife disappears and reappears from the red velvet cake.
She puts the cake slice in the plate breaking a piece of the cake and putting it to my mouth.
I hold onto her hand brining het hand closet taking the cake and some of her finger into my mouth.
I watch as she retrieves her hand sucking the leftover cake off her thumb.
Don't get hard.
I do the same to her and she eats the cake from my hand.
The slow romantic music starts to play, and Dyiore gives us a thumbs up.
"'May I have this dance." She smiles nodding her head. We clean any leftover cake off my fingers with the whole cloth.
She grabs my hand pulling me to the middle of the dance floor. The movie like smoke fills the bottom of the dance floor.
She wraps her arms around my neck while my hands rest at her waist.
I pulled her impossibly close leaving nothing between us. I can sense her smiling into my chest as we swayed to the soft music.
Everything was perfect.
Or at least we thought.
A gunshot rang through the hall and a loud and high pitched scream echoed through the building.
I watch as Arabella's eye widen.
I look back at Dyiore and Antonio taking their guns out of the waistband of their pants.
They aim there guns at the front, ready to fire at any moment.
I grab onto Arabella's hand pulling her away.
I won't let anything happen to her.
I'll die myself, but never will I let her die.
~~~
Arabella's POV:
I was so scared.
This wasn't like any other shooting.
This one had my heart racing. As if I knew something bad was gonna happen.
I bite my lip as Mateo runs hand over my hair reassuring me.
"It's ok, I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." I nod my head, wanting to believe it.
But it felt like convincing myself something that clearly wasn't true.
I look around seeing if anyone was hurt. There was blood on the floor but no dead bodies on the floor. I saw Dyiore crouching my the left side and Antonio on the right.
I felt it deep inside.
At any moment, the world was gonna come crashing down.
I look over to the window at the right of the building nearest to us.
That's when I saw it.
A sniper, aiming straight at Mateo. I know I wasn't thinking, but I quickly push myself in front of it hearing the bullet shoot out of the gun and right into my back.
I'm dead.
"ARABELLA!" Mateo shouted but it sounded like nothing above a whisper.
"Are you stupid!" I felt myself dropping to the ground, but not hitting the floor. Mateo held to his chest covering the wound in my back.
I'm dead.
"Arabella stay with me. DYIORE CALL THE NURSE!" I could hear how scared he was.
I was too.
I already feel everything shutting down within myself.
"Mateo..." I needed to tell him.
I wasn't gonna die without him knowing.
"Just hang in there love, only a few more minutes."
"Mateo... I love. You." I shut my eyes as the pain struck through my body.
"No open your eyes."
"Mateo, I'm already. Too far... Gone. Tell me. You love me... Back. Please." I didn't want to die saying I loved him without him saying it back.
"No, I'm gonna give you an answer when you wake soon. Fully recovered. I'm gonna tell you how I feel then. Do you understand. Keep your eyes open." And so I did.
I tried with every aching muscle in my body to keep myself breath even as the pain started to grow.
I only held on so he could say it back.
I'd never felt the way I had for anyone but Mateo. No one has ever made me feel safe while still having something to wonder about. I felt every emotion possible with him.
So I held on.
I held on so I could hear the simple words that held so much meaning.
I love you too.
~~~
Mateo's POV:
I'm ready to burn this entire country to the ground, just to say the words I need to.
I wanted to tell her how I felt.
But I needed to give her something to hold onto. I've been shot. It hurts like a bitch.
She's so stupid.
I told her it's me before her when it comes to death.
But she couldn't help herself.
I wasn't gonna lose her too.
I can't.
She's the only good thing I have. She's made me feel what no one else has. She's made me feel so happy in a matter of months.
No one's been able to make me smile before her.
I laugh.
I smile.
I joke.
Only with her.
She has to wake up.
If she dies it's my fault. I arranged the stupid party. I didn't focus enough on where her mind was at.
What was she even thinking.
I pace back and forth around the hallway right where she's in.
I felt like crying, dying, yelling.
I felt like just doing something and I felt helpless.
I couldn't do anything but wait. Wait for her to wake up.
That too even if she did.
"Sit down."
"Shut up!" I yelled at Antonio.
He got up pulling me into the most affectionate hugs he's ever given me.
"She's gonna be fine. She has to be." I feel my bottom lip wiggle feeling so constructed.
No no no no.
Not without her!
I couldn't do this panic bullshit without her voice. I needed her so badly it hurt. It's stupid how much I need her.
I don't care I weak and how stupid I sound.
I can't do it without her.
I push Antonio away absurdly which he doesn't say anything. I rush out of the hospital, pulling my phone out.
It's raining like crazy but I couldn't give a shit.
Rain washes over my phone as I search her name on my contact list.
I found it as my hands shake violently. I click her name putting the phone to my ear.
She usually answers by the third ring.
Her phone goes to voicemail and I hear it. The calming and soothing voice that can either give me wrinkles or chills.
'It's Arabella, leave a message after the beep. Beep.'
'Did you fall for it? You totally did didn't you.'she laughed at the people who she thinks fell for she stupid fake beep.
'Ok for real how, leave a message after the beep.'
'What about this time? I totally got you.' Then the actual beep goes off allowing all the rain noises to flow into the voicemail.
"Don't leave me, please."
"Don't leave me alone in this world. I need you. Please. I need you so much is hurts. Mentally, Physically, don't leave me alone please." I turn the phone off now feeling weak.
I notice my breathing returning back to a normal tempo, and my hands no longer shaking.
Even while she's on a hospital bed not doing shit. She still helped me.
I sit on the bench at the side of the hospital, allowing the water to drench my clothes even further.
"You gonna come inside, or your gonna stay there all night?" Antonio had his stupid face outside not wanting to get wet.
"Leave me alone." He doesn't.
He walks outside not caring that's he's getting wet himself.
"I've always wanted to do this. You know. Go outside in the rain at night. Completely handing myself over to the outdoors."
"Can you go?"
"Nope." He sits his ass down, right next to me leaning his head on the brick hospital wall.
"I remember the day I told her she was just like Cynthia, and that she was only using you for your money."
I'm gonna beat his ass.
"She went completely nuts. Chased me around your office. I spent the whole day thinking about it, regretting it. I went back to your house pretending to come see you, and apologized. She looked so happy." For the first time in forever he smiled for something that had nothing to do so with something sadistic.
"She told me if I wanted to really get her forgiveness, I had to make her brownies. So I did. I went into the kitchen for the first time in years to make your girl brownies." I could imagine her smiling while she made everyone do as she pleased.
"Even after all the shit I said to her, she forgave me with a burnt brownie that I knew tasted like ass." He held onto my shoulder making me turn my head and stare at him.
"I saw the way she looked at you when she thought she was gonna die. She wanted to get her feeling off her chest and told you she loved you. When you told her you'd tell her you loved her back when she recovered, just the look in her eyes said it all."
"Today she only survived and choose to fight - before she really gave out -, because she does love you. She's gonna make it. She's gonna be healthy. She's gonna be fine. You both are gonna be happy. So get off your ass and get back inside."
That was the most I've ever seen or heard this man talk in his entire life. And we've known each other since forever.
He got up and gave me a sideways glance before walking back inside completely soaked with rain water.
I smiled knowing she's gonna be fine.
We're gonna be happy.
I got up heading back inside seeing Dyiore sleeping and Antonio by the vending machine.
He got some things out as I took a seat watching the door that separates me with her.
"Here." He hands me a iced tea while opening his Gatorade and chugging quite a bit.
~~~
Arabella's POV:
It was so bright I thought I was actually died.
Until the killer headache kicked in. My back was sore and I felt everything on fire.
I lived.
I'm not dead.
I thought I was.
I told Mateo I loved him and he told me he would tell me he loved me back only when I was woke up.
I woke up.
A smile spread across my face imagining the sound of the way those words would leave his lips.
I needed to hear them.
I just needed him. I saw there were crutches at the side of the bed, so I grabbed lifting myself off the bed. Even though it hurt.
I walked. I walked to the door grabbing the handle and pulling it open.
I hate him.
The worst feeling in the world is expecting see someone, but you end up seeing something you never thought you see if your lifetime.
A nurse sat on his lap, as they both made out.
I got out of bed with a aching body just for this!
He saw me and quickly pushed her off his lap smoothing his pants that were now wrinkled.
The girl tried not to laugh at the sight of me looking terrible and being in shock.
How could he.
Right after I told him I loved him.
I felt like I was gonna cry but I couldn't. At least not in front of him. I wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction of hurting me.
"Arabella-."
"Save it." I slam the door shut, having a nasty chill spread across my body.
It hurts.
I limp my way over to the bed and hear the door open.
"Arabella-."
"It's ok." I smiled turning around to him.
"I get it." I didn't have a choice but to get it. If I made it seem like a didn't care maybe I wouldn't.
"Arabella please-."
"I know, I wasn't supposed to see. I'm sorry." I wipe the tear that betrayed me. My stupid smile doesn't flatter.
"Arabella-."
"Don't worry. I completely understand. We were never supposed to even fall in love. It was supposed to be fake."
"But I took it too far, my heart just couldn't help itself. You got what you needed. You needed a wife so you could run your Mafia. You don't need me."
He just looked at me like I was crazy.
"You need to listen to me."
"I need you to get out." I would push him out myself but I was hurting.
Physically and mentally.
"Arabella-."
"The least you can do, is just leave me be." My chest fell up and down until he finally nodded and left.
It hurt so much.
It wasn't like when me and Jeremy broke up and we'd been together for years.
This was worse than beating I'd ever gotten. It was worse than any insult.
It was worse than the bullet that went piercing through my sensitive flesh.
It hurts.
I grab my phone on the side table seeing a missed call from him at 2 in the morning.
I look away seeing Dyiore contact.
I trust he'll help me.
~~~
"HE DID WHAT!" Dyiore screamed as Antonio eyes go wide.
"Please keep it down."
"I'm gonna kill him."
"Please just help me. Help me get away from him. Just for a while." They both exchange looked before nodding.
"Stay at my house for the time you need." Antonio said walking up to me handing me a pill and glass of water.
"Thank you." I take the cup and pull swallowing it and drinking the water right after.
~~~
Dyiore's POV:
Arabella was safely moved from Mateo's house to Antonio's without the knowledge of the cheater knowing.
It's been hours since the whole situation and I'm stood drunk at his office door at 12 during mid-night.
I see the light on meaning he's here.
I open the door and he flinches but sighs seeing me.
"Thank God you're here-."
"Oh shut up." He raised his brows at me but I wasn't scared. I've never been scared of him.
"Who do you think your talking to."
"A cheater." I smirked as he looked down and back up.
"Your drunk."
"Yet still right." I argue back fast.
"I'll call Antonio to pick you-."
"Don't bother. He probably won't answer your call." He rolls his eyes putting his phone down and looking straight at me.
"How fucking stupid do you have to be, to ruin something as perfect as what you had with Arabella." My laugh is drunk and sadistic.
"Let me tell you who."
"The man I thought was my best friend." I walk up to the desk slamming my hands on his desk watching a pencil fall to the ground.
"I had never seen you more happy in my entire life. I saw you smile and laugh. Joke with the woman that was supposed to be your soulmate. But your fucking ass couldn't last longer than a couple hours without some action. Shoving your tongue down a nurses throat." I looked at him in disgust not being able to recognize the man in front of me.
"You better watch yourself."
"Or what? You gonna cheat on me?"
"That it!" He got up slamming his fist into the desk looking at me straight in the eyes fuming with anger.
"No! You had something so perfect and you ruined it. Not only did you ruin Arabella, but you ruined our friendship."
"Watch who you're talking to. I might be your friend but I'm still your boss."
"A boss?" I laugh.
"Let alone a boss, your an excuse of a man." I leave before anything else can be said.
I saw the way she felt hurt when we walked in and she was just starring at the ceiling with puffy eyes.
Where did it go wrong.
~~~
AHHHHHHH
WTF
HE CHEATED AFTER SHE TOOK A SHOT FOR HIM.
You guys probably thoughts the plot twist was her getting shot.
Nope ITS HER GETTING CHEATED ON!!!!
I had so much fun writing this chapters it's a little scary.
Sorry if there are a lot of grammar mistakes that's because I wanted to post this chapter as fast as possible not wanting to keep you guys waiting for too long.
Just to clarify :
Mateo has anxiety and now suffers from panic attacks
Our boy Dyiore and Antonio choose their friendship with Arabella over their friendship with Mateo because they care for her so much
Dyiore also was drunk while he confronted Mateo. I just thought he was really cute so I needed it add that part.
Arabella is now living with Antonio... Or is she.
Who was the woman Mateo even kissing...
I feel like so much happened in this chapter it's literally crazy.
I'm gonna try to post the next chapter tomorrow or the day after that, because I need to update you guys as soon as possible.
STAY SEXY MY HORNY WHORES
Sincerely , A