It's Okay Not To Be Okay

D'Angelo

Something is going to happen

Good or bad?

I'm not sure

I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, I open the new package of a singular toothbrush and started brushing my teeth, while brushing my teeth I thought of what could possibly happen today, other than a shit ton of meetings.

I hear a knock at the door, I turn around and see Asher standing by the bathroom door. He's wearing a black suit that flatters his body muscles very well. He smiles at me and takes out his phone, he quickly takes a picture and walks back into the bedroom.

I follow him and hear my phone vibrate, "I sent it to you..." he said smiling "piccolo diavolo" he laughs.

......................................

I haven't seen Asher since morning. I'm currently in a meeting with the Russian mafia leader discussing about how Russia should trade man power with the Italian mafia.

"Wait, what did you say your name was?" I say with an amused tone.

"Andrei" a tall blonde man with a scowl on his face says, this man is also known as the Russian mafia leader, he wasn't that much older than me, he is also a young mafia leader.

I snicker and he scoffs, "may I ask what has brought you so much amusement?" He said with a lifted eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, it's just that your name is.....your a walking hypocrite" I say, he looks at me confused and I stop laughing and gather myself, "based on my understanding, your name means strong and manly which you are and that makes it hypocritical" I say.

"Let's just get back to the meeting" he says avoiding contact with me.

Meanie

The meeting ended and I couldn't be more grateful.

"Miss Scott" Andrei says with a sour face.

"Or should I say Miss D'Angelo?" I hear him whisper, my eyes widen.

I couldn't control what I did next

I grab him by his collar and look at him in shock. "Who sent you?" I say my voice stern but my face was in absolute shock.

He grabs my wrist roughly and pushes my wrists down, he lowers his face to mine and spits in my face as he whispers"I don't know what you are referring to Miss Scott, but I would suggest you stay in your place"

He walks off and my eyes widen, Chloe looks at me with a questioning face and tilts her head, "what's wrong.

"He said....D'Angelo" I say looking at her in horror, her eyes widen and she shakes her head, I nod indicating the problem we have been avoiding for 3 fuckin years, is finally back to taunt us.

....................

I'm exhausted when I get home and smell the strong aroma of pesto pasta being made.

I make my way to the kitchen and see a white haired elderly woman standing by the stove cooking, I grab a spoon and just as I was about to take a quick taste of the pasta my hand got slapped, hard.

"Ah!" I winced, the old woman looks at me with a raised eyebrow, "none of Asher's toys are allowed in my kitchen" she said and went back to her cooking, I looked at the lady confused.

"I'm not Asher's toy. I'm Brooke Scott-"

"Correction, your name is Brooke D'Angelo"

The voice sends shivers down my spine and makes the hairs at the back of my neck raise. I turn around and I'm met with the cold blue eyes I never wanted to ever see again.

Alessio

"How have you been little sis?" He say's smirking.

.........................

Woah! Who's this guy? Why is here? What will happen next?

THIS IS A FILLER CHAPTER, SO DONT TALK ABOUT HOW SHORT IT IS. I KNOW !

word count : 635

Edited: 24th of march 2023