The Rushed

As Cold As Him

The clothes these people wore.....they weren't that bad, some of them were very comfortable, like the sweaters, hoodies, and their fluffy jackets were the most comfortable pieces of clothes that sat perfectly on my body.

"Can you hear me?" My dad called out. "Perfectly," I answered him. "Their is a dress in your closet, I need you to wear that to the party tomorrow afternoon," he suggested for me to wear it to this party Mr. playboy was going too.

"You only take the buds out when you're taking a shower," he ordered me. I can mute it if I want, no one can hear me if I do. They also can track me down with these buds. "Nerea, you there?" Father called out. I forgot I still had it on mute, "all ears father," I answered him.

I walked in the closet, the dress looked.......too much for me. "What the fuck is this dress?" I shouted. My father let out a little sigh, "just follow the mission, and get us over this." He seemed to get mad.

"Steven, be careful I have my people next to you too, I'm the leader now....not you." I shouted back at him, I didn't know what turned my father against me but I had to focus on doing the right for my own people. "You don't talk to me like that you-" before he could finish I took the ear buds and smashed them with a hammer. My father didn't know what apartment me I was in, the only person who actually knew was Nick, my dad was lying.

I had my block phone with me, I destroyed everything that could lead anyone to me.I've gotten a text from Nick "No one is against in the Petroni, besides mom, dad, and Nora. Me and Seth and the rest of your people will stand up for you all the way to the end." The message helped me with the anxiety I had. He send me all the addresses that Romero goes too.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!" I shouted at the girl that walked into my apartment. "We are roommates!" She jumped and hugged me.

"Ne- Noella, nice to meet you," I put my hand out to her. "Laura Ales," she shook my hand and smiled. I never met anyone so happy to be friends with me. "Wait you like going to the Verruchi party too?!" She snatched the card off the table. "I've never been," I answered her. "WHAT! You have to go." She insisted. "I am, hey do you know any shops that sell dresses?" I asked her.

"Where you born today?" She laughed. " I wanted to take my gun out but I held my anger like my aunt Noella taught me too. "You've been living In your parents shadow haven't you?" She looked sad.

"I'm sorry?" I acted confused. "Do you know who Nerea Petroni?" She asked me. "I don't know-" before I could finish she looked into my eyes. She sat on the ground waiting for me to join her. "I had never seen her, no one knows what she looks like, they don't even know how old she is....she could be 50 for all we know." She laughed. "I don't think she's 50," I let out a little laugh.

"She seems to carry the whole world on her bare shoulders, I don't know how she does it." She slid her legs down and her back hit the bed. "How old are you?" She is filled with questions, but I couldn't answer all her questions.

"You don't talk much do you?" She looked up to me with a smile. "I'm all action," I answered her. "You're as cold as Romero Verucchi," that bothered me so much even though I never met the guy. "What makes you think that?" I asked her furiously.

"The eyes, you stare at me like I have something I'm hiding, you think I'm a useless girl with daddy's money," she profiled me. "What are you? A profiler?" I rolled my eyes. "Look!" She shouted. "How did you know I'm a Profiler?" She whispered. "What you think i am?" I Smirked. "I don't know....." she looked focused into my eyes. "You're a profiler, this should be a babies step," I stared back at her.

"You're a CEO of a company or hundred, your attitude, it's very strong just like your personality." She answered me. She wasn't lying on that I owned a lot of companies especially when my father gave me everything on my name like my grandfather requested him to do. I can't tell her she's right on half of that, I'm just a normal girl who works at a normal job.

"I don't work actually, I'm looking for a job though," I turned my back to her. "You can work with me!" She shouted as she stood up from the floor. "A profiler?" I asked her. "No thanks," I rolled my eyes.

"We'll I tried," she smiled. "Hey do you still want a dress for the party?" She rushed to stand in front of me. "Do you know any shops?" I smirked. "I know a the most richest places," she smirked back.
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We walked through the streets filled with different people, with unique talents. Some were dirty, they look like they haven't taken a shower or changed their clothes over a decade.

"I like how you walk," Laura spoke to me. "You walk like you own the world, if Romero saw you, he would kill you," she laughed. "I would love to see him try," I winked at her. "This guy is Romero we are talking about, the strongest guy ever!" She shouted at me. "Yeah we'll guess what, I can fight back," I opened the door to the shop but didn't hold it for her. " do you see what I mean! You're just like him cold." She pushed my shoulder. "Compare me to him one more....and I will have you in pieces," she looked terrified of me. "I'm only joking," I laughed awkwardly.

"Who are you? God damn" A random guy came from behind. He looked like he could be around 16-18.