•His Angel•

Chapter 24

Amara's POV
-Enzo-

How could his body even handle drinking at 15? He's some kind of supernatural person I'm telling you right now.

I was admiring the rings on his nice well if I may hot hands before a voice interrupted my gaze.

A familiar voice that had haunted me. His voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I immediately knew who it was.

And I had to leave. But my legs wouldn't move I was stuckI and was afraid if I even let myself breathe something would happen.

It was Enzo.

My Ex.

My head was stuck in its tilted down position I could feel the color leave my face. My whole body was stiff my heart was beating with fear it was beating so fast it caused my body to ache.

"How have you been?" Enzo asks Lucianto, "Can you not tell that I'm not in the fucking mood to talk to you." Lucianto snarls angrily.

Okay that's good he doesn't seem to like him maybe he will go away now, please go away, "Alright alright just wanted to say...hi."

"Bye Amara" The way my name rolled off his tongue made me visibly shudder.

It was then that I could feel his venomous piercing gaze creeping its way into my skin. Goosebumps slowly formed onto my arms and legs, I felt sick to my stomach.

My face stung slightly I could feel slight goosebumps on that too.

He had nothing to talk to Lucianto about, he came here because he knew that it would affect me, he knew that I would get like this.

And the fact that it would one hundred percent ruin my night. I didn't mean to but I shut down for the time that we remained here.

Shutting down is my defense mechanism, I haven't ever had anyone to go to when things like this happen so I zone out and left myself drift off to nothing.

Our food came, I couldn't bring myself to take more than one bite of my food all of my appetite had gone elsewhere.

We were getting up to leave the restaurant, I kept my head down avoiding eye contact with anyone.

I felt something on my back, I flinched forward and looked to the side of me. It was just Lucianto, his arm was froze slightly his face had went cold with no emotion.

Why did I do that. I had thought it was Enzo.

How could I do that I hope that I didn't hurt his feelings. I'm know that he wouldn't hurt me ever he even told me.

The ride back was deadly silent, the silence was overbearing and I feared that he would ask me questions.

Before I had expected it to the car came to a stop. I shook my head slightly trying to knock myself out of the daze I was in.

We got out of the car, it was 8 pm so maybe I could get go bed to avoid questions or acting awkward in front of people.

I know that this may not be the right way to go about this but I didn't feel like talking to anyone. And I definitely did not want others or him to worry about me.