Mscopffia

9 | The last night together

(Selena's pov)

Three hours have passed since this party started and we barely talked after the photoshoot outside. He is busy pleasing people and sharing the big announcement about the wedding. From what I know this a wedd-party he created and this is our wedding, I never dreamed about some wowy wedding so I didn't really care.

Although it is boring being alone like this, people pass to say hello and congrats but I don't know italian and they barely know english so we can't make big conversations. I sink on my boredom and drink for company.

Someone grabs my arm. I flinched at the sudden touch and snap my head at the person's direction. The moment I turned I could feel the smell of alcohol rotting in his mouth, this guy is drunk as hell.

"Hello to you Babygirl!"he winked at me.

Baby what? I grimace at the guy and pull my hand off. I try not to make any scene and draw attention as I smile and tell him I'm not interested which he didn't take as an answer.

"Want me to buy you a drink?" He continued.

I'm taking it back. I just wanna go home. I don't need a partner at all. I love myself and my mind and my body, my hair, my OWN company! I'm good! I wasn't bored I was joking! Go away please.

"No, thanks." I decline again.

"Come on, everyone in the room is occupied somehow, surely you wouldn't want to be alone. I can take care of you." A smirk I know too well and pissed me off appeared on his face. I brushed it off.

"No. I'm good actually." I smile at him and he yanks me closer to his chest.

I out my hand over and try to keep a distance between us while keeping an eye for any paparazzi or anything which could turn this night worst. I smile awkwardly at the guy and tell him that his joke was good now let it be over, he isn't joking though.

"Don't play it hard!" He whispered. I whimpered as I felt something touching me down my legs. I closed my legs and kept my face straight up at him, disgusted.

"I'm not. I just don't want too." I grit my teeth.

"Come on! Just a drink. It won't do anything bad. If we have a drink I promise I'll be good. If it's your first time I won't be hard. Come on!" He was saying.

"Do you know what a no is?" I asked him.

"Nope. I don't." He replies, acting cocky.

Oh! You don't?... Okay.

I smirk and smash the glass I have in hand on his head. He pulls away and falls to the ground growling and crying while I kick him in the stomach, everyone surrounded us and started filming.

"Do you wanna die?!" He got up, glaring at me, as he wipes his blood off his head.

"Do you?" I reply.

"I'm gone kill you!" He growls.

"Try." I smirk at him and wait for him to attack.

He started coming closer and me being focused on that, I didn't see the knife he pulled out at last minute, flashback from when I was shot came to my head and it scared me, nevertheless I didn't move, I couldn't. I panted for breath and shut my eyes.

Then a stabbing sound filled the room. Everyone screamed in shock and I'm the only one who didn't scream in pain, the pain never came at me... I open my eyes and look at what's going on.

Leonardo is standing right in front of me, he has stopped the knife with his hand and it is the one thing dripping blood now, his drips of blood were the only ring in my ears right now.