MILO"May his soul rest in peace" The priest said as they carefully drop his body down the grave. Everyone was here. Bianca and her mom, Dad and uncle, my friends and teacher, everyone that ever knew him. When I threw the flowers into the grave, I felt this is where our tread cuts. Uncle and I were going through the same thing right now, I cry but I knew it wasn't compared to the tears I shed watching his eyes close. Dad drove us all home and the car was clearly silent. Everyone was giving me small glance especially my dad. He doesn't like me, why does he care if I'm okay or not. I simply ignore my thoughts. The girls are not allowed to know what happened to their cousin. As soon as we made it home, I immediately got out of the car and head into the house. I walked straight upstairs to my room. I locked the door and took off my suit. I opened my nightstand and pulled out the box he gave me as a gift for my birthday. I took a deep breath and opened the box, it was a black locket. I o
A DAY AGO UNKNOWN I ran as fast as I fucking can as some of her men followed behind me. "Get him!" She yelled. I know I'm not gonna make it but I hope everything goes as plan. Tears rushes out of my eyes. I kept turning through the tunnel. As soon as I made it to the dark light sky, I was met with five of her men.I was badly injured. They came at me but I threw a punch at the first guy. I spin kick the other. I managed to take down the five of them. I ran before the once chasing me came in view. I made a turn to hide myself but some held my mouth shut and that's when I felt a knife stabbing my stomach. I gasp. "Shh... just fucking tell me the code and where it is?" She asked.I coughed out blood. "Fuck you" I said. She pushes the knife deep into my stomach. I fell slowly to the ground. I stare at her as she looks at me with a frown. "It's too bad you have to die like this" she said. "I really wanted everything you ever had" she tsk. I sigh."The anger of my child is the beginnin
LORENZO I took a shot as my phone beeps. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and checked the unknown number....that's weird. "Hello?" I spoke on the phone. "Lorenzo, I'm calling to tell you that your dad was killed last night, don'ttrust anyone. Remember only my voice, " the person said before hanging up. My phone beeps again as my body feels so cold. I noticed it was an inbox. A picture of my Dad's lifeless body lying on the floor. I dropped the phone immediately. "Dude, are you okay?" Damien asked. Felix moved towards my phone on the floor and looked at it. Damien looks at Felixs shocked face. His face fell, too. They both looked at me. "This is Lorenzo's father. If I'm correct." Felix spoke. I quickly and angrily got up from my seat , I walked away from the VIP. "Damien, get Emilio, I'll go after him so that he won't try anything crazy," I heard Felix say before he followed behind me till we both were outside. "Lorenzo," he called. I didn't answer. I can't explain what I'm feel
BIANCA "Bianca!" I quickly push Milo off me. I started putting on my robe as he wore his short on. "I'm coming," I replied. "Go fucking hide" I whispered to him. He picked up his clothes and moved away from the veiw of the door. I looked around one past time till I noticed a condom on the floor. I quickly used my leg to push it under the bed. I sigh before walking to the door. I opened the door to see my angry Mom staring at me. "Hey mom, what's up?" I asked. She pushed me out of the way and walked in. She looks around my room for anything suspicious. "Are you taking drugs?" She asked. My eyes widened at her question. "Tell me you're not doing drugs?" She said with worries written on her face. I sigh. "No, mom, I'm not doing drugs," I replied. "Then why are you waking up by nine o'clock in the morning!" She yelled, hitting my hand. "Ouch!" I winced. She sighed in frustration. "Chill, mom.....this is the first time it's happening....it's not like it's something that has be
LORENZO We watched as the Martinez dude walked over to his seat. He reminds me of someone. I can't just put my mind to it. He sat behind Milo. The class went on for a while before the free period arrived. Everyone turned the class to something else while I sat there trying to understand this matrix. Milo was talking to Damien and Felix. My eyes slowly move to the new guy. He was staring at his note. Maybe I'm just overthinking it. I sighed and placed my head down on the table.I noticed Austin walking out of the class. Shortly, Felix also walked out, following him. That guy is seriously confused. "Hey....." I looked up to see Martinez staring down at me. "Can you borrow me your note? I'm trying to understand the matrix." He said, scratching the back of his head. I nodded my head. I handed him the note. I noticed a tattoo on the back of his palm. Salvatore. I looked up at him, he was staring down at me but he quickly diverted his eyes from me and walked off. This guy seems s
FELIX I walked to my front door as the bell rang. I hate staying home alone. Mom and Dad won't be home for another two weeks. I wish I could stay with them. I opened the door. I almost forgot that Austin was coming over. I let me walk into the house. I closed the door and locked it. "You didn't call me that you're coming?" I asked. He didn't say anything. I sighed and walked toward the stairs. I turned around. "C'mon...." I nudged my head at him. He gulped before he followed me. We reached my room and entered. Austin was hesitant, which was already annoying me. I rolled my eyes and pulled him, causing him to almost fall. He scratched his neck. I closed the door. "I was about to have a long bath before you came," I smiled. I stepped closer to him. "Will you bathe me?" I asked. He gulps again. He shook his head immediately. I frown. "What do you mean by no? You're gonna do it, " I ordered, pulling him harshly toward the bathroom. He fell to the floor. "Strip," I ordered. He looked
BIANCA I quickly butt the cigarette. I cleared my throat and stared at him. He walked over to me and sat down. He eyes me and all the cigars I had."Did you go to my room?" He asked. I sighed and nodded my head. "Why, are you having any thoughts?" He asked. "You told me you quit." He reminded. I sigh out loud. "I guess it's a new habit from you," I smirked. He shook his head. "You're the only one I know that smokes in this house." I shrugged. "What do I have to do to get you to stop smoking?" He asked. I stared at him. Why is sex the first thing that comes to my head when I hear those words? I'm guessing he knows what I'm thinking. "Have you ever had rooftop sex before?" I asked. He nodded his head. He lit up a cigar and dragged in some smoke. "Well. I haven't, " I said. He looked a me, dragging in a smoke. He placed his lips on mine. The smoke left both our mouths. I moaned against his lips. He grabbed my neck with his hand, squeezing it lightly. He pushed me down to t
DAMIENI got a text from Layla saying she'll be coming late today. It's been days now, and my brother was back from Chicago. We are currently at the airport together as he is about to leave for Italy. I'm gonna miss him. Although he's going on a private plane. The guards and security carried his luggage towards the plane. "Heaven Ale!" We both turned around. Lora ran towards us. I looked at my brother with a raised brow."You didn't say goodbye?" I asked. He sighed and looked down at his feet. I stepped away from them, but I made sure I was able to hear their conversations together. "Lora," he called immediately she was in front of him. He blinked twice. She was already crying before she made it here. "I thought you had gone!" She cried. "I thought I wouldn't get to see you anymore." She said. He pulled her into his arms. "I'm so sorry, baby girl." He mumbled, kissing her forehead as she sobbed. "I didn't want to see you so hurt. It's just a year.....I'll be back after that." He s
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 midni
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
LAYLAI walked up to Damien, who stood close to the mirror in his room. I slowly walked over. "I'll... " suddenly grabbing his attention. He turned around and stared at me. "I'll be going now," I said. He nodded his head at me. I sighed. "You can go. I don't think I can trust you anymore." He said. He was all dressed up for school. I managed to try to go to his father's office, but it was locked. Now, I may never walk back into this house. "Why are you chasing me, Damien?" I asked cause I was so confused as to why.He walked up to me and sighed. "I'm not chasing you away, Layla," he called me by my name. Not baby anymore? "I'm not comfortable with your behaviour recently. Your father broke my car mirror. I don't know why he looked so familiar. It's awkward." Shit, I think he almost recognized my Dad."I'm so sorry, Damien. I held his hand. "Can you give me another chance?" I asked. I can't lose this mission. He looked at me for some minutes. He's in love. "I'll think about it