Mafia Queen

Chapter thirteen

I tried, you didn't I'm done, have fun.

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I have a date.

With my least favorite person in the world. 

And I have nothing to wear.

Yay.

As much as I despised going on this date, I do take pride in what I wear. I won't step out of the house looking like I had just fallen into a hole, got out and fell back in. 

My original plan was to get in and out the house without anyone realizing I was gone in the first place. Kesha and the others weren't here, Liam was on a mission, Wyatt is god knows where and Leonardo is back in the office. 

So everything should run smoothly. Hopefully. 

Clothes piled up on the floor as I looked through my closet. I had know idea where we were going therefore I didn't know exactly what to wear, which only added to the stress I already had piled up on my back.

I groaned out loud in annoyance and glared at my phone, debating on whether I should call and ask what to wear. Swallowing my pride, I unlocked my phone and opened his chat, asking him what do I wear.

Within seconds he replied:

Something casual. 

Something casual?! What does that even mean. Shirts and dresses were definitely out of the picture. I decided on a ripped by the knees baggy jeans and a slightly oversized jersey, tucking a piece in the jeans. It wasn't anything fancy but it worked. I looked good and that's really all that mattered.

I checked the time and it had exactly 10 minutes before Ronaldo arrived. My phone lit up with a next from him saying he'll be here in 5. I made sure to tell him to call and I'll come out.

I looked in the mirror, fixing my curled hair. Just like Ronaldo said, he arrived in 5 minutes. I grabbed my bag and headed outside and thank heavens the house was clear.

"You look beautiful." Ronaldo complimented and I rolled my eyes. 

"I know, let's just get this over with." I said and he opened the passenger side for me and I got in, muttering a quiet 'thank you.'

The car ride was silent for the most part. Other than the wind and the music no one spoke and I wasn't going to be the one to break it first.

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We've been driving for over an hour now and I had no idea where we were going. As committed as I was to not being the first to break the silence, I let my curiosity get the better of me.

"Where are we going?" I blurt out and he smiled, glancing at me then back at the road.

"That'll ruin the surprise." he said in a matter- of- fact tone.

I hate surprises.

"At least give me a hint." I insisted and he laughed.

"Fine, this is an easy one. Remember back in high school?" he asked and I nodded slowly.

We had a lot of memories from back in high school. Most of them were good - amazing even - but we couldn't forget the bad. All the pain of being in love and not being loved back as much.

As much as I hated to admit it, I loved the way he made me feel. But I hated - no hate - the person he made me.

A person with insecurities, doubts, false hope. I grew distant from my friends, my family all because of him. Heck I even ditched mall day just to hang out with him.