secrets

28 | Past

Iris's POV

( at home )

"Where were you , you were suppose to come back home straight right after school" Lorenzo shouted.

I continued walking to my room , completely ignoring all the shouting because I couldn't give two fucks about it.

"IRIS BIANCHI. YOU BETTER GIVE A GOOD EXPLANATION RIGHT NOW" shouted Lorenzo.

LYou know she probably doesn't respond to the name Bianchi because she liked being call a Lopez instead" Alexander snickered to himself but it's loud enough to be heard which immediately silent the room.

I turned around and looked at him with cold eyes "I would rather be called shit than to be called or even be one of a Lopez. If you have a problem with me being a Bianchi just say it. I can leave any time you want. It's not like I had any choice when they died"

"so" I took a step to him , "don't you dare bring any insult or dirt to my name , because nobody had a good ending to it" before stomping back to my room.

Alexander's POV

I gulped when Iris cold voice went close to me.

I really didn't mean to say those words , I had no intention to mumble it to myself or say it out loud for Iris to hear.

It's just my impulsiveness whenever people were always having an argument , I tend to say things that I don't mean it that would heard them.

I know my impulsiveness is always my excuse and I won't deny it because I did said those hurtful words to her.

I know it was low of me to say it and I know she is definitely not okay with it and I wish I could turn back time and prevent it.

"Boys what happened ?" Dad came back.

"Alex said some hurtful words to Iris and now he is feeling regretful and" Jacob said

"Iris is mad at him" Louis said.

"What words ?" questioned Dad.

Nobody spoke.

"What is it ?" raising his voice , I looked down at my hands , fumbling my fingers and I know this is something I have to say it by myself and not let other speak up for me.

"I didn't mean to say that she was not a Bianchi and she would rather be a Lopez"

Shame , guilt filled in me.

"Why would you say that ? , she is your sister , your little sister" he shakes his head.

"You are going to apologize to her during dinner"

"Now . who's going to call her down ?"

"I'll do it" Mum came behind.

"I'm assuming you heard everything right ?" he asked.

"Yes I did , every single thing" turning to me.

Gosh I've never felt this embarrassed and guilty before.

She turned and walked away , to Iris's room.

Now all I can think in my mind of is how to apologize to her.

Iris's POV

I sat at my usual spot with my legs out of the window , enjoying the cold breeze brushed against my legs while listening to Chase Atlantic song , Meddle about.

Come and get it now
Come and get it now
Baby show me what you doing
Come and turn around
'Cause it's not just a figure of speech
You got me down on my knees
It's getting harder to breath out
We only met each other just the other day
But you already got me feeling some type of way
Now if I could figure it out
I'd take you back to my house
So we could meddle aboutWe could meddle about
Woah oh oh oh
We could meddle about
Noo oh oh oh oh
We could meddle about
Woah oh oh oh
We could meddle aboutGirl just scream it out
Tell me what you thinking
No I wanna to see you undress now
I wanna-