Two complete opposite. Two wondering souls looking for a place to belong.
Gianna, 18, is a fragile girl who is longing to be loved. By anyone, brother, father even lover, she is just looking for someone to fill that void she is trying so hard to...
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"Gianna." I call standing in the entrance off my house. She comes rushing down the stairs moments later as she brushes her hair aside clipping her earring in, her shoe strap isn't buckled on the left side as well as her bracelet being unclasped. It drops from her wrist as she runs down the stairs.
I watch it as it bounces down every step until it reaches my feet, "Why are we in such a rush." she asks as I lift the bottom of my slacks up to pick the bracelet up. She reaches a few steps form the bottom when her ankle cocks over and she falls into me.
"Seriously." I explain and a sheepish smile crosses her face. She moves to the other ear, clipping the earring in before taking the bracelet form my hand.
"You gave me halfan hour to get ready, then demand we leave ten minutes later." she complains and I just sigh leaning against the table in the entrance.
She bends down buckling her heel strap before standing back up, her dress has risen up her leg during this task and the front of her thong is showing. I clear my throat and she quickly shimmies it down in time for the door to open.
Enzo swings on the front door as he leans in, "Bro come on, wheels up in twenty." he explains and I nod turning to Gianna.
"Look, I even packed for you, why are you so stressed out." I ask her as she sends me a glare.
"Mateo, you've probably filled that duffel bag with thongs and matching Lingerie sets. I cant live in underwear and your shirts." she sighs as she fixes her hair in the mirror.
"we aren't doing much in Venice. We are simply visiting a friend." I explain, her eyebrows raise and I chuckle taking her hand as I lead her out the house. My left hands stretches around the four handles of our two bags as the other locks with Gia's hand.
"Tell me why we are leaving at five in the morning?" she asks I sigh.
"So we can get there earlier and leave later tonight." I dead pan as I fill my car with the bags. She simply stands there messing with her hair as I slam the trunk of the car, "Gianna, car. NOW." I command and she quickly rushes to the passenger side climbing in.
I let out a breath before I swings the door open and climb into the drivers seat, she looks around the car before fastening her seat belt. I turn the key in the ignition as the car purrs to life. "You love your cars huh." she asks and I just hum in response as I move the car into drive and lead the group out of the estate onto the road.
"Five in the morning. You must be joking." she asks and I just roll my window down tuning her out as she complains about her beauty sleep.
"Gia, you can sleep on the plane. But right now please." I begin but she huffs crossing her arms. "Ok fine you want to talk, let's talk about the mess you left in my office a few days ago. Or the little show you put on for everyone, better yet the whole running away thing." my voice is nothing of a joke leaving her to rolls her eyes.
