Loving Alessandro

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I sat looking out the window as Alessandro drove back. I focused on trees and mapping out my surroundings.

"So are we gonna talk about what happened during the meeting?" Alessandro asked.

"Mhm?" I acted dumb. "I don't know what you're saying." I tried shutting down the conversation immediately.

"I dunno, maybe I'm crazy, but you humped m-"

"I have no idea what you are on but I don't recall that." I tried to cover my face.

"Maybe it was all in my head." He faked. He was such a little asshole.

"Look, men and women have the same needs. I used you, that's all." I crossed my shoulders tightly.

"Use me all you want, I don't mind." He brought his hand toward my thigh.

I smacked it away. "Not when you act like that."

"So what, you want to fuck Vincent?"

I flinched. "How did you- why did you even bring that up?"

He looked dully at me as in 'i-know-what's-going-on' look. I give him my 'nothing-is-going-on' look.

"I wish that never happened." I confess. "I hope your family didn't notice."

"Don't worry about it. I once walked in on my Aunt Kimmy being laid out on the table with Uncle Bruce on top of her." He says nonchalantly.

"Ew," I laugh. "You're family is... interesting. I almost never see-" I stop. I don't know why I'm opening up to him.

"see them?" He finishes for me. "My family is involved with my every move."

"that's nice." I quietly say.

"So why don't you see your own," He keeps his eyes on the road.

"I don't know my extended family," I pick at my fingernails. "My brothers and I are really close, and you basically have to make an appointment with my dad to talk to him..." I shrug.

"And your mom?"

I freeze. "She's um, well she's dead."

Alessandros nods and accepts my statement. He doesn't pry and he doesn't ask any more question. It feels like I have a weight pressed on my chest now and it's hard to breathe. I try my best to not show how hard it is, but I'm two seconds away from almost breaking.

Luckily we pull into the gates on time. Once inside his parents rush us.

"You meet the uncles and aunts I hear," His dad approaches. This time he holds an oxygen tank and around his nose and there are tubes.

"Mhm, yeah I did." I nod.

"How'd it go?!" Mrs. Di Carlo asks.

"Good, your family is so fun! But, I'm exhausted now so I'm just going to head up and um- take a nap." I give a quant smile and leave.

I head up the elevator and hear a little collar jingle. I hold the door open and find Killer coming around the corner. I let him in and we head up together to Alessandro's room.

~

Stirring awake I try to feel for Killer but he is no where to be found. Instead I find a pillow laid under where my arm was hugging Killer.

I wipe my eyes and find Alessandro sat in the bed with his computer on his lap. He types away and almost doesn't notice that I'm awake.

"I don't allow Assassino on the bed." He continues typing.

"But he's so sweet and cuddly." I groan. "What time is it?"

He sneezes before replying, "2:30 AM."

"Alessandro, go to bed." I turn away from him.

he doesn't listen and I hear the noise of keys typing away.

"Come on," I gently try to pry the computer away but he does not give. "Go. To. Bed."

He looks away and let's me have the computer. I save the file he was working on and then gently close the computer.

"You should get some sleep before you make yourself sick." I look at him with a knowing look.

"You can't make yourself sick simply by working too much." He scoffs and then sneezes.

"Well you'll make yourself tired." I protest. "Did you just sneeze?"

"Shit." He runs a hand over his face. "Cameron was sneezing a fuck ton." He groans.

"Well I suggest getting rest." I nod.

He rolls his eyes and faces the other way. His breath evens out and I know he's asleep. I tip toe out the bed and find Killer on the ground by the foot of the bed.

I wake him up gently and nod to the bed. He follows and I struggle to carry his big body up the bed. Eventually I grab ahold of him and slip him on the bed.

He wiggles his butt and tail excitedly and I slip into bed. He comes towards me and lays as a little spoon while I face away from Alessandro.

~

I wake up and find Alessandro still in the bed. Killer too surprisingly.

The clock reads 8:00 AM and Alessandro usually wakes up much earlier than that. I tap his chest and he stirs lightly.

"Hey, aren't you supposed to be at work or something?" I ask.

"mhm.." He stirs. "what time is it?" His voice comes out course and husky.

"eight AM." I read off.

He groans and holds his head before attempting to get up. I feel his body heat practically waving off him and stop him.

"Let me feel your head," I sigh.

"Why would you need to feel my head?" He looks at me like I'm the stupid one. Roles reversed bud.

"Just let me." I say annoyed. He moves his head over to my side and I press the back of my hand against his forehead. "You have a fever Alessandro."

"No fucking shot." He scoffs. "I'm fine."

"Do you want me to get a thermometer? I'm not lying." I roll my eyes.

"No, I'm going to work. I'll be fine." He gets up. His body looks limp and weak. His frame doesn't look right all hunched over and sad.

"Lay down you big baby." I grab his arm. Damn he's burning up. "Seriously I'm getting a thermometer. Where do you keep them."

He sits on the edge of the bed and replies, "There should be one in the bathroom. Top shelf in a basket."

I follow his instructions and stand on my tippy toes to reach a plastic thermometer. I clean it under the sink before making my way towards him.

He sits lazily on the edge of the bed with his shirt off and shorts that hang off his hips.

"Open your mouth." I cough out.

He leaves his mouth agape and looks up at me from the tops of his lashes. I place the thermometer under his tongue and look away. The way he's looking at me is too intense to look back at him so I wait for the thermometer to beep.

"102.5 degrees." I show him. "You have a fever. Now lay down and I guess I'll have to take care of you." I say sarcastically.

"Nurse Elise. How sweet." He groggily enters the bed.

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