Laurie.

Nineteen.19.

These few days with Jorge went smoothly, not as hectic and disastrous as it used to be with Massimo.

I barely saw him as I was always hooked up with Jorge in his room, enjoying his time. Though the few times I've seen him, he looks mad and livid with anger but he doesn't come close or talk to me.

Jorge is fun and interesting. He's cool and receptive and warm as well but then I prefer the monstrous Massimo. His chaotic personality, violent nature, his confusing smirks and smiles. I love the chaos and violence he possesses. Maybe gentle guys like Jorge aren't my pick.

The cold afternoon found me in Jorge's arms embracing his warmth. We sat watching the still blue waters of the pool when Massimo's presence disrupted the view. We both turned to face him, questioning his presence with our eyes.

I felt a gut feeling rising inside of me at the sight of him. A sensation of anger and excitement flooded through my veins. I was happy seeing him for the first time in ten