"You're staring at him again," Valentina sighs.
"Hm?" I responded, not catching on to what Valentina was inferring. She tugs on my arm and shakes her head, chuckling.
"You were staring at Mateo." She takes a sip of her coffee, looking up at me.
"I'm...
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Present time...
The door opens, allowing the littlest amount of light to enter through for the amount of time I had been down here. A figure enters and clicks something which allows the lights to switch on. My eyes fly shut and squint from the brightness as I've been down here just sitting and weeping in this stupid place that stinks. I finally open my eyes fully and Lorenzo is standing right in front of me, grinning down at me. I try to flinch back but I remember that my hands and legs have been chained down but I'm standing, which makes my legs unbelievably tired.
"I really do like you Melly," Lorenzo smiles using the nickname that Mateo had called me, "If you just agree to be with me then all this will be over, all you would have to do is give us the money and we'll live happily ever after proprio bella?" He traces his fingers across my jawline but I turn it away from him.
"Go to hell, bitch," I spat at him and he laughs, sending a slap down to my face making my head whip to the side.
"Oh I see, this is about your little lover boy, isn't it?" I close my eyes, trying so hard to forget him but Lorenzo just laughs, "Ah, I think his name was Matthew or Mark...I could swear it started with an M," He's just trying to get a reaction out of me and it's working.
"It's Mateo," I say sternly opening my eyes to meet his smirk once again.
"Why do you bother defending him, you heard it yourself didn't you? That he doesn't love you--"
"Stop."
"He never ever loved you, he was just using you like the little helpless bitch you are right?"
"Just shut–shut up," My voice breaks as I tilt my head down trying to hide my tears away from Lorenzo because if he ever saw it he would probably just rub it in my face even more.
"She asked if I had feelings for her and I didn't respond."
"Well do you have feelings for her?"
"No, I don't think so, she was only meant to be someone I'm fucking, no one else and I don't know how the hell it escalated to this."
'She was only meant to be someone I'm fucking.' The words keep circling in my head and to make it worse, Lorenzo had set up a tv box, replaying that same scene over and over again and no matter how much I'd tried to block it out, it just keeps replaying its self and I can literally feel myself shattering.
They hadn't physically touched me in a way that could permanently harm me but they know what they were doing when they put up the video, so they could emotionally break me down and just take the money leaving me fucked up and brainless. And I really despised it but it was working.
Slowly.
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ - hey guys I AM SOOO SORRY to haven't updated, school has been hectic, I've been writing a new story and the homework is absolutely ridiculous BUT HERE U GO, CHAPTER 23
