Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

"Rise and Shine!" The warm, cozy covers, were pulled off me. Angelina and Luna stood at the side of the bed. Luna held up an outfit and Angelina held up shoes. "You, lady. Are coming to lunch." Angelina beamed. I rolled over and was met with the scorching sun.

I groaned and muffled my face into the pillow. "Just you guys go. I'm to tired, and hungover." I spoke into the pillow. But not my pillow. I couldn't smell my perfume which lingered on it. This was sausage aftershave, this was Enzo. I sat up abruptly, well as abruptly as you can when still facing down, I arched my back and looked round the room.

Oh great, Enzo's bed.

I rubbed my temples and sighed. "What time did I get home?" I asked sitting up and noticing I was wearing a silky navy blue night dress. "You got home at 2, you punched Enzo at 3, and you refused to sleep any where else other than here at 4." I felt my jaw drop and my eyes widen. "I punched him? I wanted to sleep here?" Angelina giggled. "We where to scared to get in the middle of it."

I heard the door click open and turned round to see, Matteo and Luca walk in. "Oh shit...it's a wake." Matteo hid behind Luca. "Don't hide behind me! With the way she hits she could take us both down at the same time!" I laughed but no one else did. Damn, I really gave my self a reputation. "Why did I hit him?" Everyone avoided my eyes except Matteo. "Oh, this is good." We waltzed over to the bed and leaned on the bottom of it.

"You kept asking him to have angry sex with you. And then when he refused, you threw a vase at him and because you missed when he turned back round you punched him in the jaw."  I closed my eyes shaking my head. I'm a dumb fucking bitch.

I slid out of the bed and walked along the hall, only to be followed by everyone. "What?" I asked turning mid-way. "We all have a lunch to go to. Enzo said it's important." I let out my fur ball and turned to my room.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Why did I say that!? Why did I want to have sex with Enzo!? WHY DID I SLEEP IN HIS BED!? I went straight for a shower, washing my hair, to get the amazing, warm, intoxicating scent of Enzo out of my hair.

He's not that amazing. I battened with my brain.

I shaved, and exfoliated, before turning off the shower and putting on my moisturizer. I'm a mix of feelings at this point; angry, sad, overwhelmed, pissed off, confused, frustrated, and a bunch more. I still don't know what to do my parents, if Enzo knows where they are. Good for him, I'm happy.

Ok I'm not.

Why did they tell him and not me? Why did they trust him and not me?

I walked back into my bedroom and the outfit that Luna held up for me was lying down on my bed as well as the shoes which Angelina held.

The outfit was a dark navy blue, fitted dress with spaghetti straps, it went just above my knees, sexy and classy yet modest. The shoes where silver sparkly Jimmy Choo six inch stilettoes. I dried, and curled my hair into long loose curls, and placed in small diamond stud earrings, a tiffany bracelet, and the matching clutch to my shoes.

I can be my mix of emotions and still look hot.

After doing my make-up and applying some perfume. I made my way down stairs to the entry way. Luna was stood with an irritated expression. "What's wrong?" I asked as I stuffed my phone into my bag. She huffed and sat down on the stairs. "I had to change my outfit, because I'm too fat!" I giggled and looked her over.