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chapter 20 - change is a good thing

Pov: Carter

7:30 am, my watch read as I dropped my bags near the door and walked into my room, I figured that Eliza and Elliot would still be asleep because of school so I didn't get the chance to see Eliza.

After the long journey and having so much time to think about the shit that went down In Italy, I couldn't seem to get Delilah & her words out of my mind. 

She needs to get off my mind. 

I was feeling so frustrated with all these thoughts in my mind; Thoughts about Sistine, about the consigliere deal, about Delilah, about Eliza... it was all too much. 

I let out a groan and allow my body to sink into the mattress of my bed, I let the comfort envelop me as I drifted into a deep sleep.

"To love with a love like your love."  

"Your love."

Delilah's words seemed to resonate in my mind, they repeated, again and again, over and over until I couldn't hear them anymore. I ended up falling asleep to the reverberation of her euphonious voice.

Forget about it, Carter. It's gone, It's over.

I haven't seen a sunrise since I said goodbye to her, there was a part of me that was hoping I could see Delilah again but another part of me that never wanted to see her again.

When she had the dagger to my neck, something inside me died, it was like she was killing me softly with not just her weapon but her silence, her gaze, and then her words. 

"Carter?" I hear Eliza's voice call out, I wasn't awake yet because my brain was still half asleep. I couldn't hear her voice that well, but that was when I felt the bed dip beside me. 

I drowsily twisted in my bed and stretched my arms out in an attempt to find her, when my hand found its way to her thigh, I moved higher up the bed and placed my head on her lap. 

I was beyond exhausted, honestly and this was helping. 

It was helping me get my mind off the Lilah stuff.

"Hey baby," My voice came out sounding weary and deep, I feel her running her fingers through my hair and slowly tugging on my strands. 

My hands grip her waist and pull her closer to me, she bends down to lean her forehead on mine as I felt her warmth spreading onto me. 

"Sei stanco? [are you tired?]" She murmurs into my ear, making me push further up and rest my head on her lap, I let out a murmur as her hands pull me into her embrace. 

"Non dovresti andare a scuola? [shouldn't you go to school?]" I question as I rub the soft skin on her waist using my thumb.

"I can stay if you want me to," she whispers, she sounded certain of what she was saying. 

"Are you sure, Ellie?" I mumble, making her let out a quiet laugh, "I'll stay if you need me to," her voice sounded soothing to my ears. 

I don't think she should skip school because or for me, it's not right. She could but no, I wouldn't want her to. 

"Va bene, sto bene [it's okay, I'm fine]" I gather my energy and get up, giving her a small smile, I was lying but I was hoping I'd convinced her. 

By the look on her face she seemed like the utter opposite of convinced, she looked at me like I had lost my mind just a tad. 

"Yeah sure you are, I'm staying back. I'll ask Jonah and Wes to catch me up tomorrow." She states and gets up, I let out a stubborn groan.