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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My head pounds, yet the feeling of the soft comforting pillow underneath me is soothing. Letting out a groggy noice as I slowly begin to shift in bed, I turn to the side and open my eyes. The sun is shielded from the curtains which are closed and the lights in the room are off.
I sit up straight in bed and find myself in an unfamiliar room, one i've never seen before. I look around and the only familiar item is Mateos jacket draped on the back of the chair, a gun is on the table as well as a few stacks of cash. I look round the room to see his phone on the bedside table and two duffle bags in the corner.
The sound of water running his my ears and I look to my left to see a doorway, there is no door. The water stops abruptly and I hear movement in the other room. I look around trying to figure out where I actually am, it isn't like a hotel room yet it is just as elegant.
I assume we are one of Mateo's houses in Paris, I briefly remember him saying we were going to Paris. I think. Then I am brought out of my train of thought when Mateo walk into the bedroom with a pair of shorts loosely handing from his hips. Water drips from his hadn't and glistens onto his chest cause a look of elegance to grace him.
"Where are we." I ask, my voice a mere whisper yet it grabs his attention as he turns to look at me, his eyes soften and I smile looking at him. He sits down on the bed opening his arms and I crawl into them.
I straddle his waist, wrapping my arms around his neck. I look him in the eye and I smile yet his eyes don't hold the same light they did once when he looked at me. 'Whats wrong." I ask him and he sighs leaning back yet I stay on his waist.
"Your worried about me again aren't you." I sigh moving to climb off his lap. "Mat, you and I both know I have anxiety. A lot happened last week, i've felt with a lot recently as well. You dying to you killing my father then finding out about Lucinda's pregnancy. Then the whole mess that happened at the business meeting. I was due a break down it just happened to be a big one and I passed out but I am fine see." I spina round and move my arms showing I have full function.
He chuckles watching me and I smile climbing back onto his waist and he leans back against his elbows. "Im ok I promise." I kiss his lips gently and then there is a knock at the door. The door peers open and his mother enters, I scruffy from his lap and fall onto the bed on my stomach. Catching my head in my hands I rest my elbows on the sheets and look at her.
"Hey honey, how you feeling." she asks walking into the room and I smile nodding my head.
"Im good thank you how are you." my manners come naturally and it catches her of guard as she sits on the bed beside me. Mateo is now leaning against the bed one of his elbows resting further down as we sit in a sort of circle.
"Mateo son, your father is requesting you." Bella says ever so formal and mat rolls his eyes stand-in from the bed. I stay in my position as he gathers his things and gets dressed with his jacket back on.
