Claire
A lot of things have happened tonight, but Eliza speaking to Giancarlo in that tone was not one I expected. The whole table turned towards her, completely shocked by her outbursts.
“Excuse me?” Giancarlo was just as shocked as everybody, too shocked to think of proper words to say.
“You heard me, you are not going anywhere with my sister.”
“Eliza…” I tried to talk to her, but my father beat me to it.
“Elizabeth, what's wrong? Why would you say something like that to your sister's fiancé?”
Yeah right, fiancé indeed…
“Dad, it just doesn't make sense to me. Don't you smell anything fishy? Even Claire and his best friend here didn't know the trip was happening?”
Her voice was calm and collected, a complete contrast to what mine would've been was I in her shoes.
L“The trip is alr“May I join you ladies.”Penelope and I darted our gaze towards the owner of the voice and a smile crept up my face.“Enzo! Fancy seeing you here. Of course you can join us.”“Hi.” He threw a light greeting towards Penelope, but she was too stuck staring at him to breathe a response. I almost laughed at her behaviour, but I didn't want to give her away.“Looking beautiful as always, Claire.”“Oh please, don't flatter me.”I blushed slightly, laughing gently to cover up the blush.“I don't flatter, I state facts. I'm sure your friend would agree with me.”He turned his gaze to Penny and she blurted out the first words that came to her mouth.“Oh yes, yes, horses can fly. I totally agree with you?”“Penny!” I called in an embarrassing tone, and she snapped out
I couldn't exactly tell how long it was. A few days? Weeks? All I knew was that it wasn't up to months since I started living with Giancarlo.Since the last fight with them, my parents haven't even tried to put effort into our relationship, which kind of just gave me a solid ground on the fact that I might not be their daughter.I resumed work as usual and though a few times Giancarlo tried to make me quit, but I was solid on my ground. Though we acted like a sweet couple in public or in front of his grandfather.“Ughh….. that bright colour again. Your tastes for weird colours make you look childish.”I turned at the sound of Giancarlo's voice, almost dropping the plate in my head. Rolling my eyes, I set my eyes back to the table. Lately, he's been getting on the tips of my nerves. If it wasn't my choice of colours, it was my choice of clothing, or the way I do things.“It's not my faul
GiancarloThe colour riot silk scarf she had around her neck with the bright green blazers she had on was the first thing that caught my attention.“Ohhh what a beautiful scarf you have on. I didn't see you this morning, would've given you my compliments.” I said, the side of my lips tugging up in a smile. She glared at me but rolled her eyes without giving me a response.“Now's not the time to be sarcastic.” Enzo chided, a little bit too serious.“What's all this about, Enzo? Is the world coming to an end?”“Close to it.”“What's wrong? What's going on? Is it something about me?” Claire asked. You could see the nerves swimming in her eyes.“You might want to sit down to hear it.”We all sat down on the sofa. Enzo and Claire in one while I sat on the one opposite of theirs.“I think your g
Claire's sister was the last person I expected to run into at a place like this. She's just someone you would see tucked away at family functions, not lurking in the shadows of a dive bar.I stared at her, her eyes quietly observant and her demeanor as composed as ever, contrasting starkly with the raucous energy around us. “That sentence should be coming from me.” “Why?” She asked in her ever so calm voice. She was a complete opposite of Claire. “You don't strike me as someone who drinks, and clearly not someone who comes to a bar.” “Too bad I didn't meet your righteous expectations.” “Hmm.” I hummed in response.That wasn't the case at all. At this point, I doubt anybody in this age doesn't take alcohol. She just didn't look like someone to be in a loud and razzy place. “What are you doing here?” She asked as the bartender poured me yet another shot. “The same reason as you are.” “Did you lose a court case because of an evidence you didn't review yourself?” I stared at her
ClaireThe music thumped through the room, the heavy beats of Cardio B’s wap, reverberating in my chest, loud enough to drown out my own thoughts. I spun on my toes, hands on my knees as Ilved my waist up down while staring at myself in the mirror. I was elated from the Idea of it all. No clothes, no worries—just me, my music, and the giddy pulse of excitement.The bass dropped, and I bent lower, hair wild around my face, body moving in a rhythm that everyone knew. I was lost in it, completely untethered, until I turned around and melt eyes crashed with gray orbsI froze.He stood there, his eyes partly open, his lips tugged into a smile. He seemed completely unbothered by the fact that he just walked in on me naked. His expression was nothing compared to what I expected.Oh. My. God. Is that how unappealing I look?“What the—Can't you fucking knock?” The hands of the clock began to move again, and suddenly, I was hyper aware of everything—my bare skin, the alarming fact that I was
Giancarlo “Sir, I was about to bring in some things to you.” Sydney's voice stopped me the moment I stepped out of my office to go have lunch.“What are they about?” I asked, stopping and turning around to face her.“We wanted to know what the theme for this year's gala would be?” “I thought we had a team for that?”“Yes, but they wanted to know if you would have any preferences. You know last year you—”“Tell them I say they can deal with it. I don't want to hear anything about the gala, all I want to do about it is attend it.” I said, cutting her short. I already have a lot to deal with, and an annual gala wouldn't be added to it.“Alright, sir.” “Is that all?” “Yes sir.” She nodded with a smile on her face before taking her seat as I turned around to leave.I walked into the cafeteria expecting nothing more than the usual hum of conversation and the comforting aroma of coffee and food. I was walking towards the counter when a voice stopped me. “Excuse me?” I turned to the dir
ClaireAs the words fell from my mouth, there was a bit of silence like the walls were taking in the weight of my words. I had never felt that much anger before and it was taking everything in me not to bite off Giancarlo's ears. He stands there and call me Jealous, insensitive after violating me with no iota of remorse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were keeping up with this because the world thought we were married. If I spilled the beans, then I could go back to my apartment and to my normal life. “You wouldn't dare!” He growled, the smirk on his face replaced by anger. “Watch me.” I said with spite as I walked towards the exit, but Enzo was quick to block me. “Hey, hey, hey…. Why don't we all calm down?”“Calm down? Can't you hear what he's saying? He kisses a girl and uses me to avoid public backlash and he's refusing to get down from his high horse!” “And so what if I used you to avoid a public backlash? You're forgetting that the world thinks we're engaged and whatever ba
I laid on my bed after the rather long day I had. I tossed and turned, unable to close my eyes. My anger towards Giancarlo didn't make me go down for dinner and now I was feeling the repercussions of my actions.My stomach growled in protest, but I was determined not to have dinner for that night nor have to be in the same room as him. I turned again and closed my eyes, about to force myself to sleep when I heard a knock on my door. It better not be who I'm thinking. I ignored it and just closed my eyes again, but the knock came again, this time followed by the sound of the door opening. I stayed still, pretending to be asleep.“I know you're not sleeping.” He called out in a gentle tone making me sigh. I turned around and faced him, turning on my bedside lamp. “I don't think you need the lights, the colours are blinding already.” “What do you want?” Ignoring his comment, I asked without holding back the bite in my tone. “Ouch! Seems like you don't want me here.” he said, clutchi
Claire.I reacted before my brain registered anything; a hot and resounding slap that even quietened Carlo's snore and made everywhere as quiet as a grave yard."Are you stupid? Like what the fuck?" I howled, eyes blazing in fury of a thousand tigress and my mind whirring like a hurricane wondering what the time was and why he had such boldness in him."Do I look like a whore to you? A sex toy?" My chest heaved and fell with the scalding heat in my chest and I clenched my fist hard, ready to punch out the teeth he used in speaking out.What the fuck was wrong with this return-from-the-dead ghost? Was he nut? How brave could he be? Saying so much nonsense with stupid pride? How dare him speak such a condescending, corrupt sentence to me?The thought ran swift in my head making my lips quiver and my lashes blink fast in marks rage."Well, you leave me no choice," he shrugged and pointed the gun at Carlo, threatening to pull the trigger, while putting on a monster-like smile and looking
Claire.My first instinct was to take my hand to my breast to cup it out of the eagle reach of his eyesight. I looked around frantically, trying to register any escape route or something but I saw none."Who are you?" I managed to ask after looking around did not yield good and satisfying results. I bit my lips hard as his eyes still trailed down my body, settling a little too long on my thighs and pussy area and making my cheeks grow red in embarrassment."It's me, Theodore," he replied, his voice getting annoyingly seductive and his eyes shining with the shadow light casted by the light around. I tightened my arms against my boobs, suddenly regretting not at least putting on my panties before embarking in such an idiotic war.Now I was exposed to him, almost defenseless. What was I even thinking? I scolded myself for my stupidity. Although, I had planned enough for everything, my nakedness and the shame from it was making everything seem so hard.“It's me,” he repeated. “Theodore.”
Claire.I woke to a strange toxic gas smell, making my nose get peppery and itching my skin. My nose itched with it too, dragging the hairs in my nose violently. My ears confirmed that something was wrong as there were sharp gasp for breathing, sounding in the roomMy eyes had to haul themselves open to find out what it was. I opened my eyes slowly and tiredly, my head banging with the promise of a bad occurrence and my heart getting foggy in fear.Another sound graced my opened ears. It was a thudding sound that sounded exactly like the fall of a giant and another thudding that could not be mistaken for anything but a footstep. I lifted myself upwards into a sitting position, blood rushing fast in all my body and my mind tattered with savage fear that moved electrically through all corners of my mind.My body began to shake violently and the environment, threatening to spin as I caught the mask appearance of a man and another sprawled figure on the floor. I immediately looked to my
Giancarlo.I widened both my eyes and my mouth as i stared doubtfully at her, heart pounding hard and hands shaking with the mere thought of everything.Could Claire truly do this to me? My heart raced and my blood pressure plummeted as I tried to understand the scenario, mind feeling like it was encircled in a spiky hammer and lips feeling very hot from the burning look in her eyes.Her eyes burnt ever so harshly, furnace of hate and resentment glowing so hard that the blood that bubbled in my mouth had to even still in fear with her fiery eyes.Nothing seemed to make sense, everything was just moving in a zig-zag fashion that it was extremely difficult to track it down.How could she do this to me? I wondered hurtfully. Could this really be her? The thought was icy in my head, sizzling with the fire burning inside me.As if in reply to my mountainous question, her appearance began to change. First, her lips; soft and succulent, were transformed into a darker and more manly lips purs
Giancarlo.I looked intently at the liquid, more in pondering than in horror, the veins in my head popping in and out in worry.With my banging head, it was hard to make connections properly especially when Claire was not even around to make things clearer. Or was she? The idea suddenly popped into my mind as I remembered the balcony, hands moving away from the liquid for a moment and look out to the chairs at the balcony.She could be there and waiting patiently for my return or probably receiving some fresh vegetation air.I moved with slow, unsteady steps towards the balcony, eyes checking backwards to reconfirm that the fading red dot from my eyesight was blood, and head thumping hollowly, feeling as empty as a useless milktin.Even when my tired mind thought that it was blood, I was still too confused to understand the enormosity of everything and make quick moves to a health practitioner.So I lazily walked up to her, like nothin
Giancarlo.I didn't even know what put me to sleep nor how long I had slept. But I certainly did know what brutally hauled me awake, panting like a dog and eyes widened like a pussy. My ears were not even spared from the brutality as my shrieking phone was literally shouting painful waves into my newly awakened senses, circulating pains into my upper body and making me wish there was a way I could just die at once. Its loudness was no doubt the source of my awakening as it continued on tiredlessly proudly teaching me a lesson I was certain to never forget.I looked around, head banging in confusion, hands finding trouble feeling, legs feeling more like there were two planks of wood lying peacefully on them.I was still looking around trying to put two and two together and maybe find an explanation why I was just so confused.Aside from the violently ringing phone that was threatening to rip my head and ears off and plunge it into the vegetations across the balcony, I found it diffic
Giancarlo.Suddenly, everywhere grew hot and suffocating, my chest beating faster than a talking drum and forehead throbbing hard. I tried to think of a time I had actually helped Lorenzo out with something, but surprisingly my mind sang nothing back.I shook my head sharply in disappointment, continuously hoping for just one scenario to surface and save my friendship and brotherhood.My brain was blank and suffering much with the hard exertion, my eyes growing blurry from the many colorful stars that appeared before them and fingers hardening from too much clenching and unclenching.Was there truly no time that I had gone through thick and thin for him? I brooded helplessly, guilt and hurt fighting for a room in my already tired and weak heart and my stomach churning with a promise of a successful nausea.I racked my brain harder, his glare growing more intense, burning through my self-control and leaving me nakedly exposed to his perfect judgement.The result from my intensively ra
Giancarlo.Since when? My pulse pounded hard, throat feeling as dry as charcoal and heart slicing the words into dices of anger and surprise.Was he perchance kidding me? My mind rotated in horrifying surprise, and my eyes dilated as I looked to the floor for answers.How could I have been so blind to not have noticed anything? I wondered deeply, hands moving to my chin in perfect posture.But then, he had barely shown anything to me and Elizabeth had not even been around.Or was she around all the while? Numerous thoughts ran through my mind as his words sunk deep into me, feeling very unwelcomed in my brain."Since when?" I managed to ask calmly, the warring thoughts in my head, buried suppressingly by my self-control but still struggling to raise the rock pressing it down.He turned to look at Claire who had frozen on her track while trying to head to the bathroom and smiled."It's been three weeks now," he replied in a calm tone too, hands clenching by his sides and eyes looking e
Giancarlo.Claire reeled forward almost falling, hands running fast to her knees to act as a tripod stand.I quickly held her back, aching with her from her sisters banging words. Perspiration dropped like trickles of rain down to my legs, feeling more cold than hot as she seemed to wish to haul herself violently to the floor.While I didn't see anything wrong with her, stating her view and turning the table on her mom, Elizabeth certainly saw a thousand things wrong with it and had not hesitated to set the matter straight.Claire began to gasp for breath by my side, falling a little forward to get more air and hands slipping and almost sending her to my the ground.Just as I held her back, she began to cough violently, tears streaming down her eyes and shoulder rising and falling in unison with her chest."Calm down, she'll come around," I tried to reassure her, pulling her up and closer to my chest and welcoming the vanilla scent from her hair. “Don't let her words get much to you.