Ximena woke up to tears on her cheeks and a trashed bed. Her heart immediately sunk after that. She hadn't had a seizure in about a month and she was hoping she could make a record.
She started around the room, fear gripping her. Where was she?
Slowly she got up and ran to the door, knocking something over that made a lot of noise.
She didn't care though, she ran out of the room, not looking back
"What was that?" Anastasia groaned to herself.
Slowly she got up before turning on the lights.
Her eyes darted to a stack of books that now lay messily on the floor, then her eyes trailed to the open door and immediately she glanced at Ximena whose bed was in the middle.
Her jaw unhinged when she saw that the bed was empty. Immediately she jumped out of her bed and ran out the door, hoping to find any sign of the blonde blue eyed girl but she found none.
"Isa" she yelled, running to her roommate who was fast asleep and shook her awake.
"Mhm, what is it?" She rubbed her eyes tiredly.
"X-Ximena" she said "She's missing"
Immediately Isabella shot out of her bed, almost knocking Anastasia over.
"Where is she?" Panic spread over her features and her Spanish accent got thicker.
"I don't know" Anastasia couldn't help but feel annoyed "Fuck"
*
Ambrose rubbed his eyes tiredly before running his hands through his thick curls. He squinted his eyes when he watched a boy roughly grab a girl, shoving her against a wall.
He frowned and moved closer to the duo and gasped when he noticed Ximena.
She looked dazed and scared. Really scared.
Anger burst through his veins and he roughly grabbed the boy before throwing a heavy punch at him, knocking him out cold.
He glanced at Ximena who had tears streaming down her face. She was in a bodycon pyjamas jumpsuit that barely covered her ass and showed too much cleavage for his liking.
She jumped into his arms, sobbing onto his chest and he froze.
He had fallen asleep in the library by accident and was yet to take his bath. What if he stunk? He resisted the urge to pull away and pulled her closer.
"What are you doing here?" He asked slowly, his voice still husky.
"I-I don't know" he could hear the obvious panic in her voice "I-I forgot"
He furrowed his eyebrows and pulled away before wiping away her tears.
"That's ok Amazone, do you mind staying in my dorm for a while?" He asked her and she nodded slowly.
He led her to his dorm and knocked loudly. The door was opened by Chaz and he smirked.
"Don't tell me you got laid" he seized the two of them, smirking uncontrollably.
"Of course not. I was in the library" Ambrose glared at him.
"Sure, you guys are a bunch of freaks" he winked at Ximena who pushed herself closer to Ambrose.
"You're scaring her" Ambrose's glare intensified "Shut up"
"Isn't that Isa's friend?" He snickered.
At the mention of "Isa" Ximena's face scrunched up in confusion. She remembered that name from somewhere.
Finally taking the moment to look around she noticed that their dorm was big. There was a big space which they had turned into a living room and study area then there were two doors that she guessed led to bedrooms.
Chaz said nothing after that and Ambrose led her to one of the rooms.
Turns out there was only one bedroom and the other door led to the bathroom. He sat her on the toilet and knelt in front of her, a napkin in hand.
Ambrose wiped her cheeks with a wet napkin, leaving a residue of pink all over her nose and cheeks.
"Did he hurt you?" He asked slowly and she nodded, pointing to her neck.
Sure enough there was a hand sized bruise there and a hickey next to it.
He numbed out all feelings of anger and got up before exiting the bathroom.
He later came back with a spoon.
"It's cold" he warned her before pressing it gently against her neck.
She flinched and he pulled it away from her neck before rubbing it softly.
He helped her off the toilet seat and into their bedroom.
The room was a mess, at least half of it was.
Ambrose led her to the clean side of the room and sat her on the bed.
"Yo Chaz, do you have that chick's number?" He asked, fishing out something from his closet.
"Which one?" His voice sounded muffled "Kisha? Alisha? Tasha? I have a lot of chicks"
"Isabella" Ambrose sounded annoyed.
"Oh yeah. I'll ring her up" he yelled.
Ambrose pulled something from his closet, a satisfied look on his face. He was holding a blue Puma hoodie that looked twice Ximena's size.
"M'sorry" Ximena was confused why he was apologising "This is the smallest size I have"
He placed it over her head and helped her slip it over her body.
She wanted to tell him that it was okay but no words came out. Slowly and hesitantly she made grabby hands at him and he stared at her in confusion before grabbing her by her thighs. In an instant she wrapped her legs around his torso and he sat on his bed, playing with her hair.
Ximena had no clue on why she was so comfortable with him. Every fiber of her being just felt so relaxed when they were in the same room and it actually scared her half to death.
"Are you ok?" Ambrose didn't know why he forgave her the minute he heard her soothing voice and flashed her bright warm smile.
She practically up and yeeted, not caring about his massive crush on her. He had sulked for weeks, refusing to talk to anyone but his baby sister who was still in his mother's womb at the time.
After confessing his feelings his parents overheard and his mother consoled him whilst his brothers laughed at him, teasing him about his mystery girl and how she was probably imaginary.
He tried too hard to convince them she was real but after some time he started to doubt if she truly was real.
Having her in his arms right now was proof enough that his Amazone was alive and well or at least breathing.
"Yes Ambrose" she spoke clearly before closing her eyes.
*
"Stop taking fucking pictures" Ximena stirred at the sound of a loud familiar voice then a thump.
Her eyes fluttered open and she groaned at the feeling of arms around her delicate body. Her eyes darted to Anastasia, Isabella and Chaz who were staring at her strangely.
"T-Tasia? Is-a-a?" Her voice was as dry as a desert "W-Where am I-I-I-?"
"You don't remember?" Chaz asked, staring at her weirdly.
She shook her head slowly before smacking her head.
"Well my best friend brought you here, he sent you to the bathroom" he winked "then here and we come to meet you too cuddling and looking as cute as fuck- ah, I have to send this to daddy Emil and mummy Arietta, they are going to be grandpapies and grandmummies. I'll be an uncle what the f-"
Isabella glared at him, successfully cutting him off.
"What?" Her head was thumping.
She felt the body she was lying on hum lightly and the person's breathing became uneven.
"That's enough" Anastasia pulled her off the bed and she almost pouted at the lack of contact "We are leaving"
She glanced around the messy room. How did she get here in the first place?
"C'mon Mena, you have a class later this afternoon" Isabella wrapped her arms around her waist.
Her eyes trailed to Ambrose who was still laying in bed, his eyes trained on her. She felt her cheeks heat up and she nodded.
"Thank you" she glanced at both men and practically scrambled out of the room, dragging her two roommates along with her.
*
Ximena stared blankly at her heavy textbook. She slowly shook out of her daze when her phone started vibrating against her hard desk, "papa" flashing on the screen.
She bit her lips and declined the call, guilt as well as an awful bile rising up her throat. He had been calling her for days now but she just couldn't talk to him, the guilt wouldn't allow her to, other than the fact that she was so sure she would break down crying as soon as she heard his voice.
She groaned when she heard her phone vibrate. This time "Verio" flashed on the screen and her face paled. Avran, Alverio and Amertio never called anyone, ever.
Picking up the phone with shaky hands she resisted the urge to break down.
"Ximena" she flinched at his harsh tone, a little relieved to hear his thick accent.
"Verio" her lower lip wobbled.
"Are you ok?" Those words broke her and she rubbed her fingers against her neck, smearing the makeup Isabella used to hide her purple bruise.
She hummed, throwing her head back, allowing her long blonde to flow.
"Tired," she moaned.
"It's University, kid" he chuckled. "Answer Papa and Mama's phone calls, please. They're bothering the fuck out of me"
"I'm s-s-sorry" she whispered "I'm j-ust scared"
"Why?" He asked "Did someone hurt you?"
"N-No"
Lies.
"Mena" his voice grew harsher.
"I-I had another seizure and I-I" her voice cracked at the end and quiet tears started rolling down her cheeks.
"Hey shh" Her brother cooed at her from his end "amica mea, it'll be ok"
That darn nickname caught her off guard every time.
"Should I tell papa?" He asked after he got her to stop crying.
"N-No, please" she begged "It's fine, my roommates helped me, I'm fine"
"I love you Mena" he said after a moment of silence "I love you so very much"
"I love you, Verio" she smiled at his heartwarming words.
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