*REVAMPING*
"Some of us matured early because life showed us the worst side of the world at an early age"
Valencia Andrea Knight has had one hell of a life. Trauma is an understatement. From being kidnapped as a child to being abused both physically...
My thoughts were destroying me. I tried not to think but the silence was a killer too
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*Warning Self Harm is portrayed in this chapter*
Why did I hug Alessandro?
Honestly I have no clue. In that moment, it just felt right. For the first time ever, I wasn't scared.
I guess that this time away from my borthers fearing thatI'd never see them again sparked something in me. Sparked the fact that I've become attached to them and despite my constant flinching, I couldn't imagine my life without them.
I love them.
Ale and I haven't really said much too eachother since I practically ran into him and we're currently on our way to Ale's workplace. Lorenzo picked us up and Ale decided that it would be better if just me and him talked so we're going to his main office; for privacy.
I've never been before so i'm excited to see my brother's business but all of a sudden reality hits me. I'm going to have to tell him everything: about Ivan, about Alexei. Shit.
Fuck, he's going to hate me. He's going to be disgusted with me and then the inevitible will finally happen. He'll hurt me. The more I think about it, the more my nerves rapidly increase at a pace I didn't even know was possible.
The car pulled up to a tall, glass building which I assumed to be theirs when Ale got out of the car and opened the door for me.
Thanking him, Lorenzo sped off down the busy streets of New York. Ale placed his hand on my lower back in order to lead me into the collosal building. When we entered, the entire front room went silent yet nobody even dared to look our way.
Perks of walking round New York with Alessandro Knight I see.
He led me into the elevator and clicked on the 50th floor. The pent house.
As we neared the top, my breath began to quicken. The only way I can get out of here is going down 50 floors in an elevator. Just great. I suddenly regret arriving here unarmed, maybe I could've tried to protect myself.
Who am I kidding? He's massive.
The elvator dinged before it slid open revealing the most beautiful and modern office I had ever seen.
Lets hope my blood doesn't ruin his carpet.
He enters the room first and heads straight for the table with various amount of liquor and poors himself a glass.
"Who?" He asks making direct eye contact with me as I too enter the room. His stare immediately makes me want the ground to swallow me whole.
"W-What do you mean?" I stutter.
"Who did that to you Val?"
If I say it out loud, it almost makes it seem more real. One last try.
"Cheer practise, I used to fall a lot. I'm sorry that you got arrested because of me."
