Us Forever

Chapter 3 - new day

I wiped my tears and walked home.

I'm the bubbly type but sometimes things just get to me. I hate when people see me that way though, now Luciano will view me differently, I would rather know that he's not my friend out of pity, more than guessing.

Oh well. We all make mistakes.

Shit, tonight I meet the guy I'm marrying, well not actually, again I chuckled at my own joke.

I got home and papa was no where to be seen.

Perfect.

I was happy! I mean why wouldn't I be? I'm over the crying thing, it happens sometimes no biggy, I was stressed that Luciano saw me though. He didn't seem to care much which from my experience with seeing friends, that's not what a friend should do.

"Valentina!" My mother yelled from downstairs, "Yes mama??" I started to walk out of my room to be stopped by a tall figure that was bald, and had green eyes, and he looked to be in his 40's or 50's, "this is the boy your marrying's father, if I worded that right..." mama mumbled the last part.

She had always been a bit off with her english, "I get what you mean" is all I said.

Even though I wasn't marrying the guy I still wanted to see who he was, "oh! And this is...what did you say your name was again hijo?" My mother asked the dark figure that looked my age, it was dim in the living room at the moment so I went to turn in a light and there stood what I didn't expect.

HAND BUDDY? LUCIANO?

huh. That was a surprise.
Not the good kind.

"Luciano, all though....she'll already know that." He stated looking at me in disgust.

What was his problem?

I was still wearing the dress from earlier and didn't mind it, maybe it was ugly? But he said it was nice earlier...I'm not sure boys are confusing.

"Valentina? How do you know eachother?"

"school." I said dryly.

I mean if he wasn't going to be nice neither was I.

Hmph.

"Ok...I'll leave you guys to catch up, I'm going to show Owen around." She said referring to Luciano's father.

"So! What's got your head all down??" I asked totally blowing off the fact that I wanted to be mad.

Damn it.

"Nothing." He said blandly.

"So you suck at lying theres obviously something wrong. Why cant you just tell me?" I was starting to get mad, I mean why can't he just tell me. He should know I'm NOT one to judge, I'm insulted to be honest.

"because I have to marry you." He said loud and clear.

Oh.
Well I mean you don't.

"No you don't." I laughed.

"What the fuck are you on? Yes I do. It's an arranged marriage Valentina."

"Me voy a escapar. lejos. No me voy a casar contigo, así que cállate hombre."
(I am going to run away. Far away. I am not marrying you so pipe down man.)

"Are you crazy? How, where are you going?"
He asked looking at me like I was loco.

"I am not crazy! You don't want to marry me and I don't want to marry you. It makes sense! Now I'm being nice and I will invite you if you want to run away with me, because if you don't I assume your father will arrange another marriage for you. Your choice." I wasn't really looking on the bright side at that moment which made me mad at myself, so I was really just fuelling my anger.