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"We're going to take a trip, but we'll be back! It's just, we want to explore-"
"one last time." Mr. Di Carlo sighs.
"oh stop it." Mrs. Di Carlo slaps his chest.
"Don't be so morbid Pa," Alessandro picks at his bacon.
Pen sits there and looks between the two as if they're ghost. I'm pretty sure she's hungover.
"I'm just honest." Mr. Di Carlo shrugs.
"We're going to Brazil!" Mrs. Di Carlo ignores him. I can tell his little comments get to her. She always flinches or shrinks and I can see his eyes start to water. Mr. Di Carlo notices. I know he tones down but Mrs. Di Carlo doesn't ever address the topic.
Mr. Di Carlo seems better this morning. He jokes more freely and he seems light spirited. Albeit, the scary jokes may not be funny but they are concerning.
"I'm- sorry, I need to go." Penelope's face turns pale white. She looks like she might puke. She pulls herself out a chair and runs to the bathroom down the hall.
"Strange girl," Mr. Di Carlo raises his eyebrows.
"Elise, is she alright?" Mrs. Di Carlos face fills with worry.
"I'll go check," I make my way out the chair.
I make my way down the hall and press my palm on the ajar door. The door opens and Pen folds against a toilet. She breathes heavy and her head hangs low.
"Aw, Pen," I pull her hair back and down her back. "Let's get you upstairs, you need rest." I pull her elbow to help her rise.
She groans, "Elise, how could you let me drink this much." She sighs.
"That was all you, I only had two drinks." I laugh. "Come on, I'll send someone to check up on you and bring whatever you want." I wink.
I bring her to the elevator where she collapses on the side of the elevator. Her body hanging on by the railings. We hear a ding and enter the floor she's staying at.
She walks herself to the room and I follow behind.
"Sorry Elise, I didn't mean for our day to go like this." She leans against her door frame.
"Don't worry about it, we'll have plenty of days to hang. Today you need to be sleeping that migraine off." I giggle.
She flips on her bed and I close the door silently.
"How's she doing?" Alessandro asks.
His voice make me jumps and I almost scream. I cover my mouth and look at him with wide eyes. "Where the hell did you come from? She's fine. She needs rest." I wave off.
I walk past him and take the elevator. He enters with me. Leaning against the opposite side I cross my arms and look at the door close as if it's my demise.
"How long have you known Penelope?" His voice sits stale in the air.
I don't respond. I watch the floor number move. Please go faster.
I hear steps and stand up straight. "Are you going to answer me Elise?" His voice releases tingles down my spine. It's low and I hate it.
"Nine years." I sigh.
"What's wrong?" He laughs.
I turn my head violently to his. The door dings and I almost bolt out when his arm traps me. He presses a button and the door closes.
"What's wrong? Are you seriously asking a dumbass question like that?" I look between his eyes. He nods and his lips thin out.
"That's what I asked."
"You're what's wrong." I push his arm.
I don't know what possessed me but his head was bent down and his arm was caging me in and it was all too much. I couldn't control my body as I practically jumped him. I blame my hormones. My lack of sexual energy has made me do ridiculous things.
Including, grabbing Alessandro's head and pulling his to mine. His lips instantly connected to mine and I felt his arm fall to the back of my waist. His arm casted down to my back and held me tight and close. His lips melted with mine as I moved my body needy, as if I couldn't get enough.
Someone sedate me. In all ways this is wrong, but damn does it feel good.
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Romance"Now here what's going to happen," He instructs. "You're going to stop your hissy fit and suck up your anger into pretend love for me. My parents are going to be here for I don't know how long, and as long as they're here you will love me." He decre...
