Amelia's POV
"Hey, what happened?", I asked, dumbfounded, seeing her crying.
"It's nothing.", she replied.
"You can tell me, Grace.", I replied.
"It's just...", she trailed off.
"What is it?", I asked, worried.
"It's Alessio...", she fucking trailed off again.
"What about him?", I asked.
"Ok, so you don't know this, but we used to see each other, not date, but we we're fuck buddies.", she said.
"Oh", I replied, not knowing what to say.
"And now he said that he doesn't want to anymore, and he's going away for three weeks, and it hurts, Ames.", she said, sobbing.
"It hurts...", she added, trailing off.
"You both were fuck buddies, so why does it hurt? Do you like him or something?", I ask.
"Yes, Amelia. I fucking like him so much.", she retorts.
"And it seems like he doesn't like me, he told me last night, that it's over, whatever we are.", she said.
"Oh", I replied.
"So, you went with him last night?", I ask.
"Um... yes and no.", she replies, getting me confused.
"What do you mean?", I ask.
"Ok... so he texted me last night to meet him outside Adam's house. I thought that we were gonna go together, and I left to meet him. When I met him, he was a little... happy. Not that he was smiling, but he was not his angry self, so I think that he was happy. He told me that we had to stop doing this and now he will only know me as a stranger, nothing else. He shrugged it off so easily as if he felt nothing. I knew that he did not have feelings for me, but it hurts.", she said, sobbing.
"Oh, so where'd you go last night then? We were so worried for you.", I said.
"I went to a club after that, to drink and forget everything, and later today, I woke up in a random guy's bed today. I don't even remember what happened last night, because I drank too much, but it seems like we didn't do anything, because he was in the couch when I woke up, and I was fully clothed.", she answered.
"Thank fuck, the guy was good. How could you be so careless, Garcia?", I snapped, sounding like a mom.
𝘖𝘩... 𝘸𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺.She didn't reply to my question. I think I should give her, her space now. She's really hurt, and she's been sobbing continuously, since I'm here.
I went to my bed, and continued reading the book.
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It was now the evening, and I have now finished the book, and took a nap.
I went to Grace's side, and saw that she was sleeping. It'll be a good idea to take her out, and have fun, and distracting her from the sad thoughts.
I woke her up, and told her to get ready, and went to the washroom to change, whilst she was changing outside.
I decided to wear a grayish mom jeans which was ripped at the knee, with white tank top. Since it was short, and showing off a bit cleavage, I decided to wear a white cardigan, with black stripes on top. I paired the outfit with white sneakers.

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Alessio
RomanceHe was a ruthless, and a cold-blodded Italian Mafia leader. Tall as ever, with a body and face of a Greek God. Had black messy hair, and steel gray eyes. He was feared by everyone. He was The Alessio Romano. She was a short, innocent but fiery girl...