Only you

6~That hurts

◇Sophia◇

We reach home now and we walk into the house. Lorenzo is walking in front of me while I walk behind him.

He seems to always be wearing suits and I wonder how he doesn't feel uncomfortable in them.

The house is silent as we walk in. "Are your parents home?" I ask him.

"No they're not going to be here most of the week" he answers back. I am pleased with the fact that they're not home because after the last encounter I had with Lorenzo's father I don't want to be anywhere near him.

I follow Lorenzo into the kitchen he walks over to one of the cupboards and takes out a first aid box.

His back muscles flex under the tight suit and I can't help but stare. When he turns around I quickly take my eyes off him and pretend I was staring at the refrigerator.

"Hop on the counter" he tells me.

"You don't have to do this. I'll just do it myself, besides you probably have work to do" I mumble slightly.

"Just sit" he says in a boring tone leaving no space for argument. I roll my eyes at how demanding men are and comply to his words.

He opens the first aid box next to me on the counter and starts taking the antiseptic wipes out. I cringe already knowing that this is going to sting.

"Name" Lorenzo demands. I furrow my eyebrows at his command.

"What do you mean?" I ask him. He takes my right hand and places it in his hand and starts cleaning the blood.

I hiss a little at the pain and he lifts his head up and just stares at me in my eyes. I look right back into his grey eyes.

"You still haven't answered my question" he says.

I then realize what he wants to know. He wants Luke's name. I don't know what he will do if I tell him Luke's name but I know that it won't be pleasant.

Even though Luke has picked on me majority of my time at school I wouldn't want anything bad happening upon him.

Especially if one of the Mafia men ever dealt with you just know the final result is death.

"It's fine I already dealt with him" I reassure him.

He scoffs at my reply. "It was a boy." he states.

I mentally facepalm myself for being so dumb. "I need a name Sophia or else I will go in front of the entire school and ask who the fuck dared to raise their hand at you" he tells me in a warning tone.

My eyes widen at his response. I search his face for any sign that he was joking but he looked dead serious.

I take my gaze off his face and look down at my hand to see he's nearly finished wrapping it but he's doing it very aggressively now.

"Fine. It was Luke" I give in not wanting him to be angry over a petty thing.

"There's only one Luke in your school?" he asks me.

"Yeah...well at least I think there is" I mutter.

He then takes my left hand and starts doing the same process with this hand as well but calmer this time. The rubbing alcohol stings on my knuckles and I grasp on to his shoulder.

I close my eyes in pain and light chuckles cause me to snap my eyes open after a few seconds. He was shaking his head and laughing lightly.

The sight of him laughing caused a smile to spread on my face as well. "What!?" I playfully hit his shoulder.