Nicolai Chio
"Happy Birthday."
She's been crying. Her eyes were all puffy and her hair was in a messy bun. "Well, it's not my birthday anymore." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "What do you want?"
So just not gonna ask about my broken nose and bruised knuckles?
"I'd wanted to the hospitality, I did but-," I began to explain but she "made me pause.
"Look it's late. You didn't call, you didn't text, anything."
"I'll explain everything. " I looked down at the pink roses in my hand. "I brought you flowers."
"There pink. I don't like pink"
The way she still tries to convince herself that she doesn't look pink even though she is 19.
"I'm sorry okay? Can I please come in?"
I ran my hair through my hair.She looks down at the flowers and then looks back up at me. "Just go to my room." She waved her hand.
She hasn't cussed me out or tried to attack me so far so good. In all honesty, I was not expecting her to even let me in. I wanted to visit her so badly. I wanted to be the one to take care of her. I called the hospital every two hours to check on her condition. You don't even know how shitty I feel for not being here for her birthday. But I knew that Jack was out there and the longer it took for someone to get him the further away he was gonna get.
"Go sit on the bed." She follows behind me in her room holding bandages and a first aid kit."Good thing the hospital gave me extra huh?" She sarcastically remarked.
I did as she said quickly and sat on her bed. She's scary when she's mad.
She stood between my legs and grabbed an alcohol wipe from the kit. "Stay still." She rubbed the wipe on my nose carefully.
"Shit." I flinched in pain. "Oh stop bitching." She continued to wipe my nose.
Definitely still mad at me.
After cleaning my nose, she picked up my hands and inspected them. "What happened Nico?"
"Promise you won't get mad at me." She just kept staring at me. "Okay um-," I cleared my throat and looked at her wall to avoid eye contact. It's hard to concentrate when she's standing in front of me with her underwear on, even harder when the underwear is hello kitty. "I was looking for Jake."
"And?" She raised her eyebrows and began wrapping my hand. "And he was hiding at his ex-wife's house." I don't wanna tell her about what I did. "Stop walking around what actually happened and just tell me what happened." She started wrapping my hand tightly.
"I don't want you to look at me differently." I look up at her. Me beating up Jake isn't exactly her "sweet boy" of me. "I've done some pretty fucked up shit Nico, and you always stood beside me. I wanna do the same for you." She placed my hands on my lap.
"I took him to my mom old storage room and I roughed him up a little to get some information." I shrugged.
"Okay, Nico."
Okay?
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Francesca Romero"That's it? Just okay?" He raised an eyebrow.
Of course, I want to know everything that happened, but he went against his morals for me. That's enough right now. Plus he got me pink roses, my favorite.
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