Arabella Anastasi is just a girl, with a dark past. She wore a mask and hood at school (although, she hardly showed up) to avoid people and questions, she went by a fake name too. Her mafia involvement wasn't a big help either, her secret could be a...
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"Hey.", Zade says as he falls down beside me on the couch.
"Hi.", I respond.
"Can we go to the doctors?", Zade aks.
"Yeah we can, why though?"
"My head hurts.", He said dramatically dropping his head down in my lap.
"You dramatic bitch, take Advil or Ibuprofen and if it gets worse tell me.", I said.
"Thank you Doc Mcstuffins.", Zade said as he got up.
I gave him a look of confusion as to what ever the fuck Doc Mcstuffins was.
"You- You don't know who Doc Mcstuffins is?!", He gasped.
I shook my head, and then: "No, I don't."
"Oh goodness, oh dear Lord, please... why am I dating you?!", Zade exclaims dramatically and falls back on the floor. He then stands up in seconds and takes the TV remote and puts a Doc Mcstuffins episode on all while I stared at him with a blank face.
"Doc Mcstuffins marathon, here we fucking come!"
"That's what she said—", I said and then Zade flicked my forehead.
~~~
"Zade?"
"Hm?"
"What're you doing for halloween?", I asked.
"I don't know, make you scream? Or cream? Both work for me.", He said into my neck.
"You're going to be...", I said trailing off into my thoughts.
Lady bug and Chat Noir?
Laura and Massimo?
A stripper and a dominant dude?
I don't know.
"I'll be your dom for halloween.", Zade mumbled with his eyes closed.
The sun started peeking out from behind the clouds, and through the curtains, it landed on Zade's back and hair.
"Zade get up!", I said, trying to shake him off of me.
"What?", He said, tiredly. He went to the gym, showered and then laid down to sleep even though it was only around 2 p.m.
"Sit down, with your back to me.", He lazily got up and did as I told.
I took his phone and took like three pictures of his broad and detailed back and then he fell back down without warning.
"I'm going to sleep, don't talk to me."
"I'm bored.", I said and at that someone rang the doorbell.
