𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴; 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒

𝙴 𝙿 𝙸 𝚂 𝙾 𝙳 𝙴 #𝟹

I kept my mouth shut, until Thomas decided to get up. "Let's go somewhere else", he said, pulling me off my chair. I was happy he didn't looked at me for a moment, so I could wipe my tears away. The guitarist pulled me all the way outside, towards the streets. "Camilla, you are going to tell me what happened", he said, looking almost mad in my eyes. "Please Thomas, leave it", I looked begging in his eyes, wishing he would stop about it. "Camilla no, someone is hurting you, and I have a weird feeling I know who it is", he said. "Let's go for a walk", he said and we walked through the streets of Rome. There was a silent, and Thomas was just waiting for me to tell him what is going on.

"Is he hurting you?", he asked, gesturing me to sit down on a bench, when he sat down as well. "Please Cami, this is wrong, I can help you", he pulled on arm around me, and I leaned against his shoulder. "If he is hurting, you have to tell me, please, I can't let someone treat you this way", he kept speaking, and I kept my mouth shut. The urge to start crying became too big and I got only more nervous. "Please Cami", Thomas said, swallowing, when he pressed me against him. That was the moment it all came out, all the feelings I pushed away came out, and to be honest, it felt actually pretty good to cry, when someone who was holding me.

"Oh my gosh Cami", Thomas gasped, pulling me closer against him. "I'm s-sorry", I sobbed, earning a smile from Thomas. "Don't be sorry, please don't be", he whispered, and I never felt so safe with a friend. "I'll help you, I promise", he claimed, and I wanted to believe him, I wanted to so badly, but I knew he couldn't. "Tell me exactly what is going on", he ordered, but first I needed to calm down. I focused on my breathing and looked in his calm eyes. They were green and the sun made them shine.

"Everything you think is true, Giovanni he-", I got cut off by Thomas, who let me cuddle into his chest again. "I know, I know", he comfort me, and caressed my hair. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, you have no idea how scared I am", I said, thinking about how to get out of this life, I didn't wanted it anymore, I want it to change. "You are never going back to that house, you are staying at my place", he said, and I wanted nothing but that, but I knew I can't. "I can't, I can't, he is aggressive", I sobbed, hearing my phone buzz in my pocket. Somehow I knew it was Giovanni, and unfortunately I wasn't wrong.

"I knew I couldn't trust you, come home right now"

He sent a picture the paparazzi made, like maybe ten minutes ago. Thomas hugged me, and I was crying, you saw it pretty good on the picture. How fast does paparazzi goes? "No way I'm letting you go back", Thomas said, reading along with me over my shoulder. "Thomas I have to, I live like this for two years now, and I'm still alive", I said, giving him a smile. "He will hurt you only more, I can't let that happen Cami", Thomas said, and I got up. There was nothing I'd rather want right now that stay with Thomas, safe with my best friend. But I knew I had to go back. "Promise me, you'll call me" he asked, getting up as well. He hugged me and I let out a few more tears. "Can you bring me, I still don't have a car", I said, and a small chuckle escapes from his lips.

"I'll call you, I promise", I said, as soon as we got into the car. Thomas knew it was wrong an horrible what happened at my place, but he didn't knew the details, the things that I knew too well. The way how mad Giovanni could get, that he would just treat me like a magazine you throw at the wall when your mad, but I was that magazine. "What is that bruise on you shoulder Cami?", he asked, driving out of town as slowly as possible. I swallowed, this is a good time to tell him everything. "He got mad, and smashed me against the wall", I muttered, earning a gasp from my best friend.

I lifted up my sweat and showed a little bit of my lip, he looked and wide-eyed. This was a place from yesterday, when he threw a bottle of wine. It wasn't even a bruise yet. It was red like blood, and on some spots you saw dried blood from the shards of glass. "He threw a bottle of wine", I mumbled, when the car stopped in front of my house. Thomas grabbed my cheeks. "You know I can't let you go in there, right?", he said, and I nodded, but we both knew I needed to go in. "Oh gosh if he hurts you again, I'll literally k-", he said, but I cut him off. "I'll call you", I placed a kiss on his cheek and got out of his car.

Before I entered my house, I shut down my emotions again, preparing for something painful. "I'm home", I yelled when I entered the hall, no respond. "Sweetie where are you?", I yelled again, no respond. This only made me more scared. When I came in the living room, he sat on the couch, with a bottle of beer in his hand, before he gave me a death glare. "Is that what we do in relationships now, cheating", he said, grinning. Giovanni got up and walked towards me, and I walked backwards. "With Thomas raggi, that loser", he said, and I wanted to yell, yell at him that he was wrong and that Thomas was the best friend a girl could wish for.

"Sweetie I swear, he just hugged me, nothing more", I said, when he came only closer and closer towards me. "I don't believe you, Camilla", he snaps, and I felt his deadly breath against my face, it made me gag. In front of my house, I saw that Thomas did not left, which made me smile, he really wants to help me. "I'm getting a little tired of you Camilla", he said, and I felt a burning slap against my cheek. I bit on my on tooth so hard, but the pain in my cheek was to overwhelming. "I give you all the money in the world, and you still cheat on me", a second slap hit my other cheek, and I stared at the ground, before I did something I better should not have done.

"I don't want your money!", I snapped, and Giovanni wide-eyed. "I want a boyfriend who love me, who cares about me, who makes me feel safe!", I snapped even harder, and my cheeks filled themselves with tears. "Oh, so and now we are going to act like we don't want the money", he said, and his hand wrapped around my throat. I gasped for air and kicked against his knee. With two hands he snapped me against the wall and unbearable pain spread in my body. "Please", I begged, when he let me drop on the ground, and left.

I wasn't able to move, I wasn't able to scream. Luckily I could breath again, but I was exhausted, and pain spread more and more in my body, and I lied there on the ground, with two burning cheeks. I need help, I really need, someone had to safe me. And I knew that someone had to be Thomas. 

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what a bitch.