We can't let him die!
Of course, we can!
No, you're not understanding. You heard Pierre last night, didn't you?
"Collateral damage"! You don't remember a single thing Enzo taught you.
I won't let him go there to die. You can't do that.
Watch me! The voice giggles in a high-pitched voice.
Even on the brightest day, Caterina was curled up in a corner. The storm inside her head was making was definitely making her insane, she thought. The silence of the room was haunting her, the voices in her head were shouting, blaming, cursing, laughing, crying doing everything they could to convince her to do otherwise. But there was a piece of her heart which was still didn't want to submit. It wanted to fight them till the very end. She wants to resist, but her insides felt like burning. Her eyes were tired. As she knows if she sleeps she won't be able to stay brave. She will submit to her demons in her subconsciousness, the place where she is too weak to enter alone with them.
She was miserable, sitting there were over 5 hours alone.
Tristano is a liability anyway. She thought. Or her mind forced her to think.
She shook her head.
It all started with him, he brought you here. Luigi did horrible things to you because of him. You had to go to the strip club because of him. He is the cause of your misery.
If he dies.
I WON'T LET HIM DIE
What can you even do?
**CRASH**
And there goes the lamp falling in the middle of the room.
"JUST SHUT UP! SHUT UP... please"
Niccolò's POV
"Caterina?"
Her eyes widened when she realised my presence in the room. Her hair looked shabby, he eyes were desperately in need of sleep. All the curtains of her room were drawn leading to complete darkness, with broken pieces of the table lamp right in front of her legs.
"What happened?"
"I was just. I was just not feeling well and.." She spoke in an inaudible tone. Her eyes wandered all around the room, looking equally shocked as I was.
"Is something bothering you?" I said as I held her cheek, looking down into her bloodshot eyes. Clearly, she had been crying for hours.
"Are you hearing those voices?" I ask calmly.
"N-No" She tried to move her head sideways trying to get away from me, but I held her shoulders making her stand rigid.
"Look at me and tell me what's wrong, please."
"There's nothing wrong, I told you already. Didn't I?"
"Do you want to talk to anyone? Do you want me to take you for a drive?"
"No! I just want to sleep." She pulls my hands away and continuously tried to get away.
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From Heart With Hate
Romance'From Heart With Hate' is a doomed love story between the Italian gang lord Niccolò DeVille and Caterina Angelo, a 21- year- old girl who was born with an inescapable fate of death. She must die for him to find salvation. Will Caterina be able to s...
