- Ace Moretti -
"Thanks Blaze" I muttered, pulling my hoodie up further over my face so that no one at school would be able to see the bruise that had formed from the slap of Vincenzo yesterday. The same day he walked out on us again, not a single goodbye in sight.
Nothing had changed him in 5 years, so I don't see why I was expecting a goodbye this time. "Ace?" a voice questioned in the near distance, making me stop my steps from walking away from Blaze's car that still had not moved.
"Silas?" I questioned, looking up to be met with the boy I had met at boarding school. "I seriously thought I had the wrong person for a second" he heaved out, resting a hand on my shoulder as he bent over to catch his breath.
"How in hell are you here, at my old school?" I questioned, laughing a little as the two of us walked in through the front doors, watching as everyone turned their gazes towards the two of us.
"I used to go here before I moved, but now that my father has taken me out of boarding school, he had to find a school near our new house, which happened to be this pristine private school"
Only I could leave up to Silas to say something about where you were and not care that everyone would stop and look at you for it. He always stated the obvious in a way I couldn't describe.
"Have you heard from Gio or Theo lately?" I questioned as walked towards the front desk, giving me a huge sense of what I used to have. I used to have a big brother that would walk me to the front desk and get my schedule for me before I had to scurry away while his friends appeared.
Even though he never wanted me around him in public, and he made that known, I still loved the sense of security and safety that he gave me just knowing he was still near me. "Nah, absolutely nothing. Kinda miss them, you know?"
I did know. I had missed the late night escapes through the window and the early morning gym sessions where we would do nothing but goof around. I missed being awoken by the crazy antics of Theo and Silas while Gio just sat there and occasionally smoked.
"Oi Ace. Where did you go for two years? Still shit at football?" just great. The people I had chosen to be friends with in freshman year, the bullies some would say, have now turned on me. I guess it was just another thing that was my fault.
I never tried hard enough to be friends with them, so I was left out all the time, so I guess leaving for boarding school made everything just seem like my life wasn't as bad as it actually was. I just never thought far enough.
I didn't think that I would be coming back to what I had always known. "Yep" was all I had to say as I just walked right past them. But that was not what they wanted; they never wanted the simple, easy route in life, they always complicated things.
I was grabbed by the neck of my hood, making it drop slightly, but not enough for people to see the bruise or so I assumed that no one saw it. "Easy there, Acey, your in our ground now" and with that, I was dragged away, yet again.
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Teen Fiction"They say family is forever; blood is thicker than water. But what happens if all I wanted to do was kill my own family?" A boy, Ace Moretti to be specific, was destined to be part of the family mafia. He had no other choice but to be in the mafia...