Giancarlo “That was how I lost my mother.” The words were slipping out of my mouth before I could register it in my head and I didn't feel cautioned for letting it out after. “I– oh my God. I didn't know, it was never on the news. All we knew was that your father died a few days after you were born and your mum followed suit fifteen years later.” I didn't need to look in her direction to know she was staring at me with pitiful gazes, and that wasn't what I wanted. “I was in the pool swimming that day when I had muscle cramps just like you did and there was no one around. My mum wasn't a good swimmer and…” I paused, swallowing the lump in my throat before speaking again. “.... I guess you can tell what happened from then on. Some people blamed me for it, and I couldn't blame them. Only if I had listened to her and not go into the pool that day, she'd still be here.” She looked at me with that pitiful gaze that got my skin crawling. Opened her mouth to speak a few times but ended
ClaireOkay, maybe I shouldn't have told him about the thing with Eliza and now he looks so angry that I've forgotten the short moment we just shared. But why is he angry? We are equally in the same mess. “Since when did she know? And how the fuck does she know?” SHe asked, getting off the bed and running his hand through his hair. Why does he look so frustrated?“I don't know. She called me and insisted I told her the truth about us and—” “You actually told her without waiting to know if she was just making assumptions? Claire, really?” My eyebrows dipped into a frown and his attitude was beginning to piss me off. “You didn't even let me finish speaking before you assumed. Of course I didn't tell her, she laid out the whole thing before me and I just couldn't deny it. And now she wants us to call it off or she'll reveal the truth to the public.” “Fuck!” He ran his hand through his hair again as he started to pace, and I just couldn't understand why he was so worked up. So I a
Alex!The moment my eyes clashed with his brown ones, I felt rage boiling the pit of my stomach. He stood there, hands resting on the hands of their luggages. And right beside him, nestled into his side like she had every right to be there, was Tori.My stomach twisted into knots, my nails digging into my palm before I even realized I’d balled my hands into fists. I choked them back, the sting at the back of my throat.“What the hell are you doing here?” The words left my mouth before I could stop them.Alex raised his eyebrows, his expression shifting from amusement to something worse—indifference. Then, like the arrogant bastard he was, he smirked. Smirked.“Is that really how you greet an old friend?” he drawled, leani g into Tori, his other hand tightly around her waist like she was a trophy.I felt heat rise to my face, my pulse hammering in my ears. “You are not my friend, Alex. I'll ask again, what the fuck are you doing here!?” I asked, my voice a bit louder than normal.He ch
Giancarlo “What do you think?” she asked as I watched her mover around in the water. I sat at the edge of the pool, smiling as I watched her body glistened in the water. Other people around us went about their business without minding us. “I don't think it looks better on you. Wet or not, I like your hair down.” “You're not fun.” She said and dived into the water, leaving me to watch her sink deeper into the water. With a small smile on my face, I dived in after her, following closely behind her. She didn't know I was behind her until she turned around to see me. Her eyes widened but she quickly covered her schock with a smile. We both paused, staring at each other, and in that moment, we forgot we were under water. The water made her eyes look even more ethereal than they normally were and if it weren't for the fact that I needed to reach up for air, I wouldn't have minded drowning in the pool of her eyes. At the same time, we swam to the top, sucking in as much air as our lun
Claire I could feel the soft call of the gentle waves of the water calling me in as I adjusted the strap of my swimming trunks. This was what I needed—silence, space, and the kind of peace only the sea could offer. That made me change my mind about going to the pool. Just a few steps away from the outside, I collided into something firm. Someone.A sharp inhale. A familiar scent—woodsy, clean, laced with that particular aura he always carried with him. My stomach clenched before my mind caught up.I stepped back, heart slamming against my ribs as my eyes traveled up to his, his brown eyes pulling me in.And just like that, the Maldives disappeared.He looked as stunned as I felt, his brows lifting slightly, his lips parting as if to say something. My body, on the other hand, reacted on instinct. I turned sharply, whispered an ‘excuse me’ and walked past him as if he were nothing more than a stranger."Wait."His fingers curled tightly around my wrists, pulling me back and stopping m
For seconds, I was stunned, unable to make sense of what was happening. Alex snaked his arms around my waist, his lips moving against mine.All I could feel was him. The familiar press of his body, the heat of his skin, the way he kissed me like he was trying to remind me, to make me remember—I shoved at his chest, heart hammering, breath shaky as I stepped back. I didn't get a chance to speak the words that would show my statement when Giancarlo's voice interrupted us. "Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt, you can carry on."The voice was ice down my spine as I swallowed while looking at him. His eyes were dark and his face unreadable.Silence hung between us, thick, suffocating.“I— it’s— Giancarlo, it's not what you think.” “Of course it is exactly what he thinks. You kissed Alex first.” I turned at the sound of Tori's voice, her presence shocking me just as much as Carlo's own did.“When did you get here?” I asked the first question that managed to slip out of my dry throat.“How w
Giancarlo The space between us felt too small, too gnawing not to be closed. She was standing so close, her chest rising and falling, lips parted as she voiced out every anger in her veins. And then, before I could think, before I could stop myself, I closed the distance between us and claimed her lips with mine. The second it happened, my mind went completely blank. Shock weaved through me, my body freezing mid-action like even I couldn’t believe what I’d just done.“Giancarlo, what are you doing!?” that little voice at the back of my head screamed at me like it always did. But then she gasped softly against my mouth, and something shifted.I forgot about my surprise, about the argument, about everything except the way her lips and body felt against mine.My hands found her waist, pulling her closer, and I deepened the kiss, swallowing whatever words she had left.She didn’t push me away. Didn’t stop me. Instead, she melted, her fingers curling into my shirt.And just like that,
Her breath hitched, she took in a sharp intake of air, like someone had just walked into a ghost. And when I turned, my own breath stilled.“Sofia?” You've got to be kidding me! The universe has got to be fucking kidding me!!For a second, my brain refused to catch up with my eyes. My fingers loosened on my glass, my pulse slamming against my ribs.I didn’t even know what to react to first. Was it the fact that she was standing right in front of me, alive and real after all these years, or the fact that she looked… different. Older, maybe. Prettier. Like time had carved something into her face that wasn't there before.But she was still her, Sofia Rossi. The same woman who had ripped my heart clean out of my chest and walked out of it like I had never existed. She literally disappeared from my life.“You're alive.” Was all I could muster as I swallowed like a spoon of gravel was forced down my throat.She blinked as she took a small step back. “I—I didn’t—”Didn’t what? Mean to run
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.
Claire.I watched as his expression dropped from shock to horror, eyes widening more than they should and lips parted wide.It was seriously embarrassing to think that they had never connected things that far and that a civilian like me was the one rather blessed with the brains to dissolve the case.My heart thumped with a brief moment of joy as surprised danced in their expression, eyes mirroring their lost war and my victorious win.I had managed to change the situation into something useful, hadn't I? I smiled to myself, deep enough that it displayed itself on my face."Uhhm... I think we need to go," the man stuttered embarrassedly, face turning crimson and hands quickly pushing the phone back into his pocket.The lady tried not to meet my eyes and just followed behind in a rush, eyes somewhat bowed and focusing more on her shoes.Were cops supposed to behave like that? I wondered amusingly as they left with their battered pride.I smiled to myself again, giving myself a heartfel
Claire."I don't know, Claire. It seems you're complicating things," the female police seemed to be speaking through her nose as she had suddenly forgotten all formalities and allowed her rage, permanently sit on the surface. I almost burst in laughter with her squeezed red face that looked like she had just received a surprise triple punch on it."Does it really seem like it?" I teased, glowering as her face contorted the more, eyes shooting sharp swords at me and lips forming with a promise of a battering insult.The male cop shot her a calm but commanding glare that sent the insult in her lips back to the pit where they came from and helped fix her shitty face into an emotionless one."I think I've explained it in the best layman terms that exist. If it seems complicated to you, maybe, just maybe it's difficult for you comprehend, not that what I said is complicated," I concluded sweetly, all smiles and little regret dancing melodiously in my heart.Carlo moved into the picture, w
Claire.All attention was on me, the gasps strong enough to fall like a gentle breeze on my warm cheeks and the stares feeling like hot flames on my skin and scalding some part of me.I could especially feel a burning stare from the female cop, hot and consuming, spanning as long as a lifetime and carrying with it other hot emotions that weren't far from hatred and contempt.Was she annoyed already? I smiled to myself, feeling like a queen in a beautiful castle and the hard glares at me loosing their intensity on me.Why was she angry?I thought. I hadn't said anything yet and she was already burning? I wondered in amusement, feeling more confidence swimming under my skin."Are you aware that you just verbally abused us?" Her voice was icy with fury, voice trembling and her hands clenching by her side. Her chattering teeth was grinding loud enough that it could even be heard amidst her sharp inhales and exhales and her creased foreheads develop an extra line of rage and her eyebrows s