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
BIANCA "What happened?" I asked as I noticed he was getting up. I stood up and held his hand. "Andrea is in the hospital, she had myocarditis since she was five" he replied. I gasp in shock. "I'm coming with you" I said, I rushed to the walk-in closet and grab a hoodie and put it on. I came out.As soon as he saw I was ready, he head out and I follow behind him. We reached the stairs and walked down on it. We head out of the house, looks like had already called the guards to get his car ready cause it was right in front of the house. We got into the car, Milo wasted no time before he sped off. I've never seen him driving with so much speed before. I decided to calm him down by placing my hand on his. He looks at me then back on the road."She's gonna be just fine, Andrea is very strong. She'll fight it" I said to him. I hope that would help out. "This is her final year now, if it doesn't go, she'll probably leave with it" he sighed.As soon as we reached the hospital, Milo got
MATTEONormally, I wouldn't want to come back to this school after a while now, but I really want to see Felix again, not as my ex boyfriend but as a guy I knew. I want to really tease him. Last night at a club, I saw him and instantly regret my mistake. He's a good guy and I fucked up. I noticed he was approaching a cute baby face dude that has been staring at him for some while now. It looks like Milo noticed him first before telling the guys. They all look at the guy, giving him anxiety issues. I knew that I needed to come back to the school. Dad moved to USA so I had to follow, I got transferred back. I'm kinda liking the idea. And here I am, looking for trouble on my first minute of school. Did I tell you my cousin goes to this school too. "What's going on here?" a teacher walked into the class. I lift my hands up in surrender. Felix looks me dead in the eyes before letting me go. I fix my shirt back and face the teacher. "Mr Rossi? When did you get back?" the teacher I don'
HEAVENI stare at the unbelievable scene in front of me. "What the fucking hell is going on here?" I asked. My brother moved away from her and she sigh in relief. I looked at him. But she's the one I should be facing."Big brother, its not-" where the only words I heard from him before I decided to speak. "Ms James, can I see you in my study please" I'm not angry at her because he's the guy in this situation, and I'm no better than she is. I also have a relationship with my student which is prohibited in schools. I walked out of the room and head to my study downstairs. I sigh before sitting on my chair. I closed my eyes and sigh. The door soon opens and waked in Layla. I motioned for her to take a seat.She sat right in front of me, couldn't look me in the face. Is it because of what happened earlier. "I can explain-" I cut her off by my hand before speaking."All I want to say is be careful of Damien, he'll hurt in ways you wouldn't believe. And please, its not your job to come he
BIANCAI turn on the light on to see that he was taking cocaine on the bed. I knew I smelled something bad. I sigh and got on my feet and start packing up the mess he made. I pick up the zip-lock bags and trash it into the trash can. I couldn't believe the nonsense he was speaking. He was high in drugs. My eyes was met with a white medicine can. I furrow my brows before walking over to it out of my curiousness. I picked it up and read was on it. I didn't know he was on medication. AMBEN is what was written on it. Why have I heard about this before. I read the back for any knowledge it's for. I dropped it immediately when I read what its for. Emilio is fighting insomnia? Tears gathered up in my eyes.I dropped it back where I picked it. I walked back to the bed and lie next to him as he sleep peacefully. I feel really bad for him. I pulled him close to me. Honestly, I didn't know that he wasn't sleeping all this while. So all this time he's been saying we're late at night, he was only
SOFIAI rush my feet down the hall as I texted Lora. I bumped into someone. I looked up to see it was Damien. I sigh. "I'm sorry" I said with my heart beating, I walked passed him."Seems you no longer want me back" he smirked. I sigh and rolled my eyes at him. I'll be lying if I say I don't still love him. But I'm not gonna bring myself to show it. I turn around and face him. "I can't waste my shit with you. It's too clean" I said, sending a frown on his face. Good one!I continue my journey away. "Bitch" he muttered. I smiled. I entered the class, walking over to the girls."What's up?" I asked. Lora chuckles. "She has no idea that Milo's birthday is in two weeks" she said. I looked at Bianca and shook my head."Seriously? Your own brother?" I questioned. She sighs."I had no idea, he never told me about his birthday" she shrugged. I chuckled."His birthday has always been the best of the best" I said. "The guys will plan it all in a different location and it's gonna be hot as fuck
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
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