When 19 years old, Anna Hunt moves from California to Italy. She hopes to start a new life, make friends and be a normal teenager.
Lorenzo Balotelli is the most dangerous and feared person in Italy.
He is also the boss of the Italian Mafia.
He wil...
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We sat there in awkward silence, as we are our food. "So Anna, your mom's told me that you're travelling to different countries." Giovanni broke the silence. I nodded my head and smiled. "What about college?" He asked. I wanted to give him a nasty reply, but I kept my cool and answered politely. "I don't think college is the route for me," I said. He looked shocked. "You're education is very important." He spoke. If only he knew that I was going to college, but he didn't so I couldn't be mad at his comment.
"Luca is in his senior year of high school and will be going to an ivy league school." Giovanni boasted. I wanted to roll my eyes so badly. When Giovanni said that his son seemed to be mad. He didn't look like he wanted to be here at all. That makes two of us. "That's lovely." I faked smiled. "Anna, I think you should go to college." He told me. I was starting to hate this guy. Who is he to tell me what I should do? I wasn't going to answer him with the, 'your not my dad' card but I wouldn't answer him nicely.
"And I think you shouldn't tell me what I should do," I responded. My mom glared at me. Luca started laughing which made me smile. At least someone here found that funny. "Anna, can I speak to you inside the kitchen." My mom said, more as a statement and less as a question. I nodded and followed her to the kitchen.
I had never been there before. The kitchen was huge. The cabinets were white, and Island was all black. It looked very modern but plain. "Anna, can you please be nice to Giovanni and Luca? They are my guests, just like you. You have to treat them with respect." She said. I couldn't believe her. "Mom, I came here to have dinner with you. I came here to spend time with you. I came here to have fun with you. I didn't come here to meet your boyfriend and his son and act like I enjoyed their presence. How could you? Dad died only a few months ago, and you've already moved on." I spoke.
My mom looked at me astonished. That's the same way she would look at me when disobeyed her. "Anna, I can't believe you. I am happy, why can't you be happy for me. You moved out which made me lonely and when I met Giovanni, he made me extremely happy." My mom explained. I couldn't be happy for my mom knowing that my dad was looking down on us, watching. I know he would have wanted her to be happy but not this soon. I was starting to get annoyed. Annoyed at this whole dinner, annoyed at my mom and annoyed I'm general.
"You knew that if I know I would have had to meet him I wouldn't have come. You just invited me to meet him. You didn't want to spend time with me." I said. I could see something spark in my moms' eyes. "YOU WALKED OUT OF THIS HOUSE! She shouted. I was startled. I had never heard my mom shout like that. I didn't want to stay here any longer, so I made my way to the front door. My mom ran after me. "Where are you going?" She asked. "I'm not going to stay, where I'm not needed or wanted," I replied. She scoffed. "Fine go and never step foot into this house ever again." She told me.
I opened the door and banged it. I walked away from the house and sat on the curb. I hadn't expected dinner to go that way. I was very excited to see my mom, but that soon disappeared. Tears started rushing down my face. Nothing was going correctly. I was supposed to leave with my mom, go to college, make friends and be happy but the opposite was happening.
My life was normal until now. I didn't call Terry, instead, I just sat there with my head in my arms. I was debating going back inside my moms' house and saying sorry, but I chose not to.
I had been outside for an hour now, and it started to pour. I didn't have a jacket on, so the rain was lashing on my skin. I felt my shirt cling to my body and my jeans getting wet. Maybe it was time to call Terry.
I took out my phone but got distracted when I heard a loud car. It was pulling into my moms' driveaway and I was confused. I hoped it wasn't someone else she hoping I meet. It was dark so I couldn't see the car, not the person who got out of it. Surprisingly the person walked towards me. I started panicking in my head. I'm about to get kidnapped again, aren't I?! I was too tired to start running so I stayed.
"Why are you out here?" A familiar voice spoke. I could recognise that voice any day. It was Lorenzo. Why was he here? "Dinner didn't go as planned," I answered. He sat down beside me. "So you're sitting out in the rain?" He asked. "Yep." I popped the p. He nodded. We stayed in silence until he had something to say. "What happened?" He sighed. Like he cares. He probably just wants to make fun of me. "None of your business," I replied. That's what he had said to me when I asked about what had with his car. He did end up telling me but still. "Don't Anna. Just tell me." He said. I sighed.
"I thought my mom invited me over for dinner because she wanted to enjoy my company, but she just invited me so I could meet my future daddy," I explained. He started laughing. Why's this dude laughing? What was so funny? When I thought about it I realised and I burst out laughing. Together we laughed in the rain. Somehow, Lorenzo made me laugh, or shall I say I made myself laugh. I stopped when I thought about the dinner.
The awkwardness I felt. I knew Luca didn't want to be there also and that he had been forced. Bad thing is, I wasn't forced. I was tricked.
Lorenzo could see I was unhappy, but he didn't say anything. He didn't need to. There was nothing he could possibly say to make the pain go away. I started crying again just thinking about everything. I cried silently but somehow Lorenzo still knew. He lifted my chin so I was staring into his eyes.
"Don't cry tesero." He said. Lorenzo was actually a decent human being. Sometimes I thought he was the devil, rude, ignorant and just awful. But other times he was kind, gentle and sweet. That's why I don't understand him. How can one person be so rude and so nice at the same time?
"I can't stop. Everything is just so overwhelming." I spoke. He nodded his head. He then did something I didn't expect. He hugged me. Lorenzo Balotelli hugged me. I had never expected someone like him even knew how to hug a person. I didn't pull away.
Rain poured on us, but it was like the sun was shining brightly on us.
------------------------------------------------------ Thank you for reading Chapter 18! I can't believe how far this story has come! Thank you to everyone that has been reading my story!
