piccolo tesoro

Shatter me.

Arabella:

August 23rd 2022

I woke up too early. 7 am. I tossed and turned.

I believe him.

Of course I do, Why wouldn't I. I just want to know why he has me now, couldn't he have gotten the reward. He's in the mafia, I know what it's like for them.

I wasn't oblivious to my fathers real job, my mother told me when I was very young. She told me never to bring it up, never to question him. She protected me with all she had, until she couldn't take it anymore.

I know Mafia men, Vincenzo is one. He found me fair and square. I've seen him kill, so that cant be the catch. He could kill me with the snap of his fingers.

I wipe my face with my hands trying to ignore myself. Getting up from bed, I walk into the closet. I put on a flowy floral dress, and a pair of pastel pink converse. I wore my regular silver jewelry, but I tucked my necklace down the top of the dress.

hm.

I grab a little pastel pink butterfly clip and pull back the front peices of my hair and let the rest flow down. I made my way to the door at the end of the hall. Which I'm assuming is his bedroom.

The nerves I feel when I get to the door are unexplainable. It could be because I'm still afraid and nervous around Vincenzo.

But I know it's because I'm just still nervous to know the truth.

I finally knocked and about 3 seconds later he comes to the door. "H-Hi"

He's wearing a black king sleeve button down, with black pants and black dress shoes. His normal silver chain and his silver earrings. His hands are covered in silver rings and a few bracelets.

He looked good

He always does

"Hello Angelo" instead of letting me in to the dark bedroom he shuts the door behind him and placed his hand behind me again.

The mere fact he doesn't want me in his room. Makes me want in more. I wonder if it's just filled with dead bodies. Probably skulls hung on the wall and- "follow me."

I followed his orders as he led me down the stairs and down the long hallway. We end up at two giant doors. He nodded for me to open them, and When I did I swear I almost passed out.

The most beautiful giant library in the world.

It was much different from the rest of the house, the homely brown interior made me feel at home, "Wow" Was all I said as I wandered around exploring.

"Beautiful, no?" No not just beautiful. It's like the air in here is different it's calmer and I almost see him smile along with me.

I nodded, "Yes. It's-" I bit my tongue.

He doesn't wanna hear about all I have to ramble on about.

He moves my chin to look up at him making me feel dizzy, "Don't stop Arabella, I wanna hear everything you have to say, whether you think it's important or not." I nod.

He releases my chin as I get ready to speak, "You know, I work in a bookstore. I love books. obviously. When, when my dad used to." I stopped. I've never shared anything like this so
why do I feel like I just can and want to with him.

"When my dad use to be mean. I would run to my room, I had this little closet space that my dad didn't know about. I would hide back there with my flashlight and read whatever new book Mr. Walter gave me." I danced around the key words but he didn't need to know that.