MILOI stood up the seat and face my two friends. "What do you mean by Bianca is the girl you've been looking for?" Lorenzo asked. I sigh. "Promise you guys won't get mad with what i'm about to say" I said. They both look at each other for a second. What the fuck is happening here."What? That your one night stand was Bianca?" Damien asked. My eyes widened at his words. They knew?"You guys knew? for how long?" I asked. Lorenzo chuckles lightly, he walks over to the couch and took a seat. All this assholes of a friend. "Oh, Emilio mio amico [my friend], we know you with the back of our palm. Ever since Bianca walked into your life, you've been overprotective of her, you don't like her around boys......its obvious" he shrugged. Was I that obivious? This rats! "Why didn't you tell us......you ended up telling my brother. Tha'ts not amicizia [friendship] Milo" Damien was not happy about this. But i'm glad he was calm about it. I was actually wondering how I was gonna tell them. But I
DAMIENHonestly, I'm completely shocked. You mean this sis a teacher in our school, this little girl? It was really hard to believe till she started teaching. My mind was on her body, the way she speak, the way she moves.Her body language was seriously turning me on and I can't help it."Mr Costa?" I look up at her, she was giving me a questioning look which was making me more frustrated."I said, explain the concept of Le Chatelier's principle and how it can be applied to predict the shift in equilibrium when temperature is increased in a reversible chemical reaction involving the absorption of heat, providing a specific equation as an example." she asked. Is that suppose to be a question."Le Chatelier 's principle states that if a dynamic equilibrium is.........." I trailed off. I practice this yesterday, how come I can't even muffle the word out. She walks over to me slowly."Have you been studying chemistry lately, Mr Costa?" she asked. I sigh, I'm the fourth smartest in the clas
THREE YEARS AGOMILOI never asked for a birthday party. Lorenzo, Damien and Felix always have this idea of giving me a great birthday every year since my dad never remembers to get me a present. I really want a gift. I'm eighteen today and I really wish he would give me a gift, but it's already late. I sat at the V.I.P area as the music stopped."Happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday Emilio, happy birthday to you." they all sang. It actually gave me a sense of hope and that I still have friends that cares about my emotion, my everything. I don't know how to thank this three guys standing in front of me with a cake. I made a wish, to have a night I'll never forget. Everyone started clapping and screaming as soon as I blew the candles. The dj turns the music back on. They take me around America every year, today we're in New Jersey all the way from Los Angeles. I'm happy the whole school took the invitation and came. I decided to get myself dirty with alcohol. I
DAMIENHonestly, I hate the fact that she's my tutor. I need to talk to dad about this. Why can't they get someone that is not in my school. The words of Heaven Alejandro is final. Me myself can't even say anything about it. "Oh. You guys had met earlier" Heaven Alejandro said. I don't want her bugging in my studies, I just want her in my bed. I want to fuck her brains out not let her put a brain for me. Not that I'm not intelligent, chemistry has been my problem for the past five month. "Yeah, he's a very...... complicated student" she replied. I stood here while she talked about me like I'm some kind of object. I stayed silent of course, what was I suppose to do. Anything Heaven Alejandro says is final and no one can change that. I sigh and walked to the couch, sitting on it. They stare at my every move. I didn't say a word, I don't any boring person to teach me. I'm the kid of guy is more active in learning and other stuff, if you're boring, things can't work out at all, even if
SOFIAI kept waiting for him to give me a good reason. Friends don't betray friends no matter what. "Isn't Damien you're friend?" I asked. He nods his head. Then I'm so confused right now. "I'm not defending anyone. I'm just saying what needs to be said. You're really pretty and you deserve better than this. When I saw your message, I knew it was Damien and he was being an ass to like him. I know how he is with girls." he said. He looks so hot when he talks like this....wait, what am I saying, this is another bad boy we're talking about. I smiled at him and gave him a warm hug. He froze then relax at my cuddle. "Thank you for saying that" I said. I needed to feel like this. He's right. I don't need Damien, I just need to show him that I don't really care if he doesn't want me.Thinking about it now, I feel like shit know I sent him all those text messages. But how do I do this? How do I hurt him. "I know it's gonna be hard to let him go, but don't ruin your life because of him. Try t
BIANCAI tried to get myself off him, but his grip were too tight. He started kissing my neck, I felt his hand on my breast. This felt so disgusting. I tried to struggle hard to let go, but he pushed me to the wall. Tears filled my eyes immediately. I heard the door opening. "Beck stop!" I look at the person. Thank goodness it was Anthony. He immediately pushed him away from me. I rushed behind Anthony in an instant. "Is this the bitch you keep talking about?" he smirks, looking at me. He bit his lips which was really irritating. "Bianca, you should head back to class" Anthony said to me. I quickly rushed out of the place and head straight to the girls toilet. I got on the floor and cry my eyes out. Something flashed in my eyes at that moment. Like a feeling that something similar to this has happened to me before. I just have this Deja Vu feeling. But it's not possible, right?ANTHONY"What the fuck were you trying to do?" I asked him. If only he knew he was exposing himself right
BIANCAI move my lips against his, he didn't kiss back which was fine. I held his face and that's when he pulled away from me. He was soon on his feet. I look down at the floor, realizing my mistake. "What the fuck was that about?" He asked in a low tone, he couldn't even look at me. "I'm sorry, I was caught up in the moment" I run my hands through my hair. Why does it feel like I've kissed him before. Yeah, I felt the chills and tingles but it doesn't feel new. I slowly look up at him."I thought you were dating Anthony?" he asked. Honestly, I think I just cheated. "Well....are you guys not?" he sounded like he was asking for his benefit. "Forget that I did that just now. It was actually a mistake" I chuckled, getting up from the bed, I was about to walk off but he grab my wrist and pulled to him. I gasped before he pushes me to the wall.My hands were pinned to the wall, he presses his body against mine. "You want me to forget that?" he whispered against my face. "Do you know what
BIANCA[I'm fine now, there's nothing to be worried about] I sent to Anthony. Milo left home soon after our little incident saying his hanging out with friends and I'm sure it's just that girl called Blakely. I'm so angry that he actually left me for that bitch. Wait, why am I acting jealous.[Should we hang out now, no one is home and I was thinking it was a better chance for the both of us] he replied. Awe, that's so sweet of him. But will it be okay if I left the house at this time of the night. I grab my phone. [Can you pick me up?] I asked. I waited for his reply till my phone finally beep. [I'll be there in five] he replied. He left at this time too, why can't I too, by the way.....I'll probably be back before he gets back. I got on my feet and walked to my closet, I pulled out a shirt and wore it on. I grab my phone and purse, exiting the bedroom. I head downstairs and out of the house. I walked toward the gate as the guards moves around the house. I placed my fingerprint o
DAMIEN I gasped and walked towards the bed where she was lying unconsciously. She looked so cold. A wet towel was placed on her forehead. I sat by her side and held her hand. "Baby," I spoke. She coughed. "I told you not to come. You have exams tomorrow, you can't be thinking or worrying about.....me," she coughed. I tugged her hair behind her ears. "I will worry about you all my life. Don't you get it, Layla? Don't you see how crazy I am for you?" I asked. She looked at me with sad eyes. "You'll catch a cold if you stick around me." Why do I feel like she was talking about something else? I quickly washed it out of my head. I kissed her nose. "I want to catch a cold too, with you." Her eyes were getting teary. I wonder why. She pulled me into a tight hug. I chuckled. "I love you, Damien." Did I hear that well? Did she just fucking say she loves me? I wide smile made its way to my face. I grabbed her face and smashed my lips on her. The way I kissed her, I had never done that
BIANCA I can't believe what I'm doing right now. I of all people wanted to get rid of Milo from my mind. But here I am, staring at him in the living room as he types on his phone with a smile on his face. Is he seeing someone? Does he have a girlfriend? These are the questions running through my head. I slowly peeped through but ended up falling to the ground with a thud. "Fuck," I mumbled. I noticed Milo was getting up from his seat and walking over to me. I could only stare at him as he did so. I didn't know how I even got here. I got curious to find out who he was chatting with. "What are you doing?" He asked. I stared up at him. He can't even help me to my feet. I slowly stood up. Like.....there's no difference between me on the floor and me standing. I'm still looking at the same tall guy. I chuckled lightly. I scratched the back of my head and gulped as I looked at anywhere but him. "Uhmm.....I.....the thing is that," I tried to make up a lie to say. "What?" He asked again.
MILO I never in my life thought a person could get my attention most hotly. Making eye contact. I took Amaya's hand in mine. "Emilio is the name," I said. She nodded. "My friend and I are having a drink, wanna join?" I can't believe I'm asking that question. She looked over and nodded. "Sure, why not? You seem fun." She said. We walked over to Lorenzo. He stared at me in bewilderment. "Hi," she said to him."Enzo, this is Amaya. Amaya, this is my best friend Lorenzo," I said. They both shook hands. We all sat down and ordered more drinks. "So, Amaya, do you stay around?" I asked. "Yeah. I live close by with my stepfather," She replied. I looked at her. "It's the only way I could get away from him. He's......" she trailed off. "You okay?" Lorenzo asked. She nodded. She's lying. I could see through her smile. We chatted for a while before Enzo decided to go home. Amaya and I stayed behind. We kept drinking and chatting. "What does your father do?" I asked. She looked at me l
BIANCA I didn't want to go to the funeral 'cause I had to study for the past class I had missed out. But, I want to see Milo's plan. He's ignoring me, and I don't know why. Is it because of what I said? He doesn't even like me, so why would it be uncomfortable? I grabbed my bag and phone and exited the room. I headed downstairs. Milo was waiting downstairs. Immediately, he noticed my presence. He walked towards the door. I sighed and walked to the door. What's his problem? I headed out and walked to the car. I hopped into it. He started the car and drove off. It was awkwardly quiet in here. It was suffocating. "Why are you ignoring me?" I uttered. I couldn't look at him right now. "Is it that bad?" I questioned. He glanced at me. "What?" He asked. He was keeping his cool but also curious about it. I sighed. "What I said the other day. That we should just be friends?" I asked. He sighed. He looks so uncomfortable next to me. "Why are you ignoring me?" I asked. "I don't know,"
BLAKELY There's no way I did that. I don't want to go to jail. I fucking don't want to go to jail. I pace around my room. It's all Bianca's fault. I didn't do anything wrong. I sighed. I don't want to join my brother in prison. My phone beeped. I grabbed it to see it was a message from Emilio. I relaxed a little. [Let's meet up. I want you,] he texted. I smiled at the message. [Sure, where?] I texted back. I waited for him to reply. After it was marked read, he started typing. Another message popped. [I'm right in front of your house. Come out,] he replied. I quickly put on my shoes and headed downstairs. "Where are you going?" Mon asked angrily. I cleared my throat. After what happened between Bryan and Beck. They've been keeping an eye on me in this house. "Oh, Emilio is taking me out," I said the truth. Mom and Dad like Milo, so they don't have a problem with me going out with him. "Just Emilio?" She asked. I nodded my head. She sighed. "He should bring you back before midnig
BIANCA I watched as Milo welcomed the lady in. It looks like the truth is finally here in front of him. "Emilio, you shouldn't welcome a stranger into the house," his father warned. "I'm his mother. I'm not a stranger, right Mimi?" She smiled at him. Milo stared at her with a blank face. Milo isn't even looking shocked or something. He just looks amazed. I wonder how he's feeling right now. "What do you mean by mother? I don't have a mother," Milo spoke. The lady's face fell. "What do you mean by you don't have a mother?" She looks angry right now. "It's me, mommy," she chimed. Milo stepped back a little. She looked at the girls and smiled. "My girls," she stepped closer but the girls stepped back in fear. "Dad, I'm scared," Alessia said. Angela held them and, that's when Geneva glared at her. "I said, I'm their mother," she gritted out."I said, I don't fucking have a mother," he repeated. I don't understand why Milo is saying this while his mother is right in front of him. "My
FOUR DAYS LATER After the burial of Bianca's mom, Antonella. It's like a wave of depression fell upon Bianca. She never left her room. Food would always be left for her at her front door. She hasn't come out of the room. Mr Rossi was worried about her. Milo had to keep going to school, but he was worried about her. He knew he had to be with her in these hard times. Bianca wouldn't let him in. Milo's Dad had to promise his son that he would find a way to get her out of the room. Milo had to trust his old man. He took the girl to school. She cut everyone off. Her friends, her classmates, who heard about everything, her teachers. They knew she couldn't answer all those condolences. She would break down. The thing that is bothering her is that she knew it wasn't an accident. She knew it was a set-up. The way her mom spoke to her the other day was like she was saying goodbye in case she didn't make it back. That means someone lured her out of the house just to kill her. Why didn'
BIANCA I saw Milo entering his father's office earlier. I wonder what they are talking about. It's been hours, and none of them had come out of the office. I was in my room wondering if he was telling him everything. I walked towards the balcony. I looked to my left when I felt someone standing there. It was Milo. I faced him. I shouldn't do that. I faced back.I gulped. Should I say something? Why is he smoking again? "Can we go to the rooftop?" I asked. He walked into his room, and so did I. I waited for some minutes before I exited the room. I headed straight to the rooftop. I don't know if he's there. The way he walked in was like he had no time for me. I headed up the ladder. I sighed when I saw him still smoking there. I sat next to him. I stared at the stars. He passed me a cigar, and I gladly collected it. I placed it in between my lips, and he helped me to light it up. I dragged in the smoke and puffed it out. "Did he tell you?" I uttered. He sighed. "No. He said he'd t
AUSTINI don't wanna let go, I still miss him so much. He kept stroking my hair. "What brings you here today?" He asked. I pulled away and looked up at him. "Milo," I replied. "He said you were sick. I feel so good right now. He smiled right at me. "So, you were worried about me, kitten?" He asked. I looked away instantly. He followed my movement. He harshly grabbed my face. My eyes shoot up in an instant. "Where you worried?" He asked again in a husky tone. I nodded my head. "Say it," he said. I gulped. "Yes, I was worried about you," I replied. He sighed and ruffled my hair. "I'm sorry about the last time," he said all of a sudden. I was shocked that he could apologize to me."I was never mad at you. You were high that night, I know, the next day...I was just disappointed," I told him. "I deleted the video. I was never gonna post it. I didn't mean what I said. Sorry for threatening you," he said. I hugged him again. He ruffled my hair. My face was on his chest. I kissed h