tattoo boy

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Angelica's POV ☆ |

Today, Valentine's day, and the day I tell vinnie I love him. I think he knows that I know that he said the L word and I think I'm ready. Every time I see him my heart flutters and he instantly puts a smile on my face.

His love was a drug that I couldn't pull myself away from. It felt as if we were the leaves of the fall season, dancing and twirling in a circle. I feel so energetic around him like I could run around the world and back just to put a smile on his face.

My love shows when we tangle in the sheets, connected by skin. Over the months that I've known him, I've always idolized him. The way I love him is so difficult to word, but only because it's so much. The world feels so quiet when he's not beside me and I find myself so addicted to his touch, missing that as well when he's gone.

So, I stood at his door with the champagne and fruit in my bag along with my spend-the-night essentials in the other bag. My plan was to set a little date for us on his balcony, watch the stars bling, then say I love you out of nowhere.

When I knocked on the door, there was no answer. So I knocked again.

*knock knock knock*

No answer. Okay...

He did inform me that he was getting in the shower, so maybe he can't hear me gently knocking. I turned the free knob and quietly walked in. Anastasia quickly came to greet me, so I returned the friendly greeting with a head rub.

I put all my things - except my phone- on his couch to go walk into his room to surprise him, but quickly stopped in my tracks when I heard something shocking.

"Vinnie-" Someone moaned out.

I could hear the faint sounds of the bedsprings creaking and the bed hitting against the wall/floor. My eyes widened and my stomach fell as I realized what was happening.

"fuck-fuck-fuck" I heard someone wildly moan.

I gulped trying to swallow the lumps that prevented me from screaming out in misery.

What was...what's going on vinnie? Everything felt feverish and my skin began to tingle and itch. I could hear my heartbeat trying to escape from the rib cage that held it in. I was stuck. I was stuck and scared to assume what was going on in his room. There was a single tear, blurring half of the vision out of one of my eyes.

do something, angelica

My mind was screaming and throwing a tantrum for me to move, but my heart was stuck. I only wanted to go into that room and just ask him why. What if he was doing this all along but hid it well? Who's in that room with him?

I couldn't decide to use my head or my heart at that moment. I was in such disbelief.

That single tear was still battling, but gave up and fell against my cheeks, chilling it.

Do I leave and act as if nothing happened, or do I confront him? Heart or Brain, Angelica?

My grip on my phone was now loose and without me even noticing, my hands were empty and the phone was now flipping on his floor. It alarmed them of my presence, making the commotion stop along with the lewd sounds. The door swung open to the looks of Danica in lingerie and Vinnie in only a towel.

"Why?" I muttered, not even blinking.