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I got to Valentina's house 2 hours ago and she said that she wanted to put something back in her kitchen but sent me up to her room

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I got to Valentina's house 2 hours ago and she said that she wanted to put something back in her kitchen but sent me up to her room

Why

I shoved it off and started looking at all of the pictures at our rooms they were distinctly different like other girls would have in their rooms she had a few baby pictures of her and I assume her dad but not her mom

Why

Her room was dark and very gloomy and sad "where the fuck is the sun light in this room" I mumble , as I almost tripped down the stairs

Where is she?

I got at the last step of the stairs it went into a dark hallway why the fuck is her house so dark I made my way down the hallway and saw a door slightly open

I open the door quietly to see blood splattered everywhere

What the fuck

 I made my way up to the second floor when I saw Vincent leaning on my father's office doorway

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I made my way up to the second floor when I saw Vincent leaning on my father's office doorway

"bitch do you ever listen" I said to him "well you were taking so fucking long so I wanted to see what you were doing and what is this"

"It's nothing"

He turned his head to look at me with a smirk" mi amore we all know that's not true"

I tilt my head "why do you think that"

"well it's all this all over the floor does not look like paint to me" he starts coming up closer to me

"it is- he cuts me off " no it not"he says

Why can't he just fucking leave it alone he has to be such an asshole and being my business does he have to have so many questions does he have to always to be such a dickhead since he got here

"hello I was speaking to you" he wave his hand in my face "yeah I know" I walk away

"Are we going to talk about what just happened" He asked again "nothing happened, okay now get out" I whisper yell while I point to the door

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