arrival

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Angelina
I open my eyes to the impact of someone roughly shaking my whole body.

"ANGELINA WAKE UP!" Giovanna yells right into my face.

I rub my eyes open adjusting my eyes to the sudden light. I groan as I start getting out of the seat I didn't know where we were...it's seemed like some sort of parking garage? I stepped out and opened the trunk to get the rest of my bags out from the car.

"Giovanna where the hell are we?" I asked more annoyed than I meant to come off as.

Stop being so rude, sleepy bitch stop being angry. I scold myself in my head.

"Good morning, how you doin sunshine!" Giovanna asks happily flashing me a big smile.

Her perfectly white teeth caused me too open my eyes a little bit more. I offer her a slight smile in return.

"Where are we though, seriously this isn't the apartment I planned to rent." I ask annoyed.

I got my phone out and checked the time. It was almost 2 in the morning. I groan frustrated all I wanted to do was shut my eyes and sleep.

"Yeah, sorry this is my place I just needed to get something quickly- you're apartment isn't far." Giovanna explained. "

Yeah that's fine just make sure you don't take too long-" I turned to see Giovanna had already left.

I lean against the car stretching my body out. The garage looks slightly lavish, it has a fucking chandelier in it...if that's not extra I don't know what is.

My phone falls out of my hand I bend down to pick it up. When coming up I hit something or someone. My instincts quickly kick in and I give the body a hard punch thinking it's an intruder.

"What the actual fuck!" I yell out in pain.

My hand hurt from punching the person. I look up to see a man standing there towering over me. I had to look up to see him, he was fucking tall very tall. His hair is slightly covering his eyes I can tell his eyes are blue? Maybe green? There was tattoos all over his body, on his neck and on his arms.

I stare at him for a second longer before realizing I had just had hit him.

"Do you- do you speak english I mean after all we're in Italy...I speak Italian though so if you would like me too-"

"Shut up." The man says obviously annoyed.

I quickly take offense to the comment.

"Well maybe, just maybe if you watched out where you were going I wouldn't have thought you were an intruder and wouldn't have hit you." I snap back at him.

I let out my breath, i've been in Italy for less than two hours and i've already managed to punch someone. My God Angelina, get your fucking shit together.

"If you used your mind, you could've determined i'm not an intruder it's called fucking logic." He spits at angrily.

I scoff and roll me eyes facing away from him.

"You know what would be logical, if I slapped you again to get you to shut up." I snarl back at him.

"You're the one who fucking punched me first, you shut up!" He spat back at me angrily.

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