𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑂𝑛𝑒

17-𝐵𝑎𝑛𝑔

~Xavier Hernandez~

I woke up and Stella wasn't there. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and froze in my place when I heard sniffling coming from the bathroom. I got up and slowly walked over to the bathroom door before knocking.

"One second." Stella said quickly, I could hear her moving things around in there. She opened the door and went to walk out, staring at the floor but I placed my arm in front of her. I looked down at her and she looked right back up at me.

Her eyes were puffy and red, but she smiled at me.

"Why are you upset?" I leaned forward, closer to her. Right when I said that Stella bursted out into tears and wrapped her arms around me, crying into my chest.

I wrapped my arms around her and rocked us back and fourth, placing my chin on the top of her head.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I said while we both still held onto each other.

"God this is so embarrassing." She sniffled.

I rubbed her back. "What's embarrassing?"

"This! the fact that i'm sobbing infront of you." She looked up at me and I cupped her face and wiped her tears.

"Never be embarrassed about this Stella."

We stared at eachother for a little longer. We took deep breaths in together.

"there you go." I brought her over to the bed and we both sat on it.

Stella sighed. "We need to plan this stupid wedding." She rubbed her eyes as she brought her knees to her chest.

I sat at the edge of the bed, bouncing my knee.

"Do you want this?" I looked back at her.

She lifted her head off of her knees, giving me a confused look.

"Getting married." I looked back at to where my tv is.

She took a long pause before saying anything. "I don't know what I want. We're young still." She looked up at the roof.

"I want to live life Xavier." She was already looking at me when I turned my head back around to see her. "But being born into the Mafia doesn't really give you anything like that." She laughed a little.

I hummed agreeing. "Get to know me more."

She raised her eyebrow at me.

"If we have to get married to each other, wouldn't you want to know anything about me?" I pushed myself onto the bed more, leaning against the headboard.

We ended up talking for hours, going back and forth having questions, having disagreements on our opinions, it was nice just to be able to do that.

Stella started to get angry at me because she was hungry so we went downstairs to eat some leftovers from yesterday. She grabbed the forks and napkins while I grabbed the plates and put the pasta on it.

We sat at the island counter together and ate in silence.

The front door opened, Elijah and Ian both walked in.

"Is that pasta?" Ian looked at both of us while we were about to take a bite.

"Where?" Elijah dropped his bag and went right into the kitchen.

"Welcome home, I guess?" Stella shrugged her shoulders.

"We need to start wedding planning." I got up and put my plate in the sink and Stella nodded her head, her eyes followed me.