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Chapter 33. Vase

Ivy

I hear ruffling as I hear Lorenzo walk into our bedroom. I check the time and see it's 2am.

"Hey are you ok? You have been gone the whole day, where were you?" I ask him and he sighs. "I'm fine, go back to sleep." He tells me tired.

"You're tired come lay down." I pat his side of the bed and he takes my offer.

He takes on a new position and lays on my stomach as I play with his hair. "I'm so tired Ivy."

I shush him massaging his scalp. "I know you are. We can talk tomorrow go to sleep ok?"

He nods as he immediately drifts off as I do too.

The next morning...

I wake up in the same position Lorenzo and I fell asleep before.

I try to get up for the toilet but he grunts holding me closer. "Can't we stay in bed the whole day? I don't want to face Venus." He tells me truthfully and I smile. "We can but you'll have to face her eventually." He nods in approval. "I know. It's just.. I know I scared her and I know how much she wants to live with her dad again. I just don't want to see her hurt."

I start to play with his hair again as that tends to get him to relax. "I know your true intentions, I'm sure your parents do too. But baby if I could give you my advice, I'd let them try."

He sighs as he continues to lay on my stomach.

Athena and Luca explained why this topic is so hard on Lorenzo and I get his part of lashing out on Mauro. He's overprotective over Venus, and even though she still had a father, Lorenzo took it upon himself to act like a father figure and protect her.

He shouldn't have lashed out on Mauro where Venus was standing by. I think they could've handled that more maturely.

But this isn't my business. It's between him, Venus and Mauro and he decides what he wants to do about the situation.

But as I've noticed, Lorenzo has drifted off again and I let him lay on his back, so that I could clean out his wounds.

Because even though there's even more drama, he still has been shot only 3 days ago and is just recovering. He is pushing himself too hard.

I head downstairs to prepare us breakfast when I see Athena making pancakes.

She noticed me standing in the doorframe. "Good morning Ivy." She says cheery and I join her in the kitchen. "Good morning Athena." I smile politely and she sighs. "He's not coming down today is he?" She asks me and I nod. "He doesn't want to face Venus yet."

She nods in understanding. "I get that. He has always been like this. Fight or flight and when it comes to battling with his loved ones, he chooses flight..." she looks me in the eyes and continues talking. "But you can't let him flight when it comes to you. He'll fight for you, but as soon as he starts to doubt if you're better of without him, he'll flight." She tells me and I smile. "He won't. I won't let him." I tell her truthfully.

She smiles and hands me 2 plates of breakfast. I walk back upstairs and hear yelling.

Damiano

"Can't you see I'm trying to make it up with you?!?" I tell her frustrated and she scoffs. "Make up with me after it's too late? You literally flipped me off when I tried to help you! You chose your 'little sister' over me! Even though you know me longer!" Margo yells back at me and I mentally hit myself.

What have I gotten myself into.

"When did this turn back on Ivy again? Margo, I care about you and I want to let you in. But there is no competition between you and Ivy. You both mean the same to me, why should it matter?" I tell her trying to stay calm but she doesn't.

"I am sick and tired of always walking in her shadows-" she says but I cut her off. "Then don't. No one is keeping you in there but yourself." I shrug her off and she throws a vase at me but I dodge it. "You're fucking crazy! Are you trying to kill me?!" I yell at her and she comes stomping towards me.

Puts her finger in my face and starts yelling. "You need to choose, it's going to be me or her. If you're choosing her I'm not fucking staying with you." She takes her bags and leaves our bedroom. Or at least the bedroom we were sleeping in.

"Fucking hell." I curse myself and rake my hand trough my hair.

Ivy comes walking in, looking behind her. "What was that all about?" She noticed the glass pieces on the floor and looks at me shocked. I smile in disbelief. "Yup she threw that at me."

"Are you okay?" Ivy asks me as she walks up to me, checking if I have any wounds. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me Iv." I stop her from examining me and she does so, resting her hands on her thighs.

"A lot of shit is happening huh?" I ask her genuinely smiling and the shit that's going down. She lays on my bed, watching the ceiling. "Tell me about it. When we going home?"

I laugh. "We've only been here for what? 4 days and we haven't even gone out." I sigh and she does too. "Sounds about right. I don't want to bother the family with our issues anymore. I think we should fix them at home where we can go to our own places to think."

"I believe we need a vacation from our vacation." I tell her and she laughs. "You can say that again. Let's go out tonight shall we?" She suggests and i shrug it off, not thinking too much about it. Ivy leaves and I decide to get food to help me cope with the shit that's going on.

Like genuinely what has gotten in Margo. I have never seen her act like this, but maybe it's the 3 month rule.

Y'all know the 3 month role? People will show their true authentic self after 3 months. So the 'honeymoon' fase is over as they say.

As soon as I enter the kitchen I see mamma shaking her head. "Woman please. I already have an headache. Te amo though." She hits the back of my head, as she does every fucking minute. "Damiano why did Margo leave all of a sudden?" She asks me and I sigh. "Because she is a crazy woman who doesn't know what she wants."

A slap on the back of my head again.

I rub the spot she keeps hitting as I'm guessing it is bleeding by now. "Damiano I've raised you better than this." She crosses her arms and I roll my eyes. "Ma I can't do anything about this genuinely. I tried everything you told me to do. Try to let her in. Communicate, make her feel she's the most important. It's just not enough."

"You're a love sick puppy." Lorenzo suddenly comes grunting into the kitchen. I scoff. "You can't be the one to talk. You're obsessed with Ivy. If there was an more dramatic name for being overly obsessed, it'd be you."

He rolls his eyes. "Yeah and she doesn't throw vases at me." His shots fire and mamma's eyes widen. "Cosa?! (What)" mama says and Lorenzo laughs, knowing what he just has done. But I won't let him slip that easily. "Yeah at least Venus still likes me."

His features turn into one of madness as he tries to attack me but mama stops him. I stick out my tongue to the little fuck, bullying him.

"Fuck off Damiano. Fix your own relationship." He flips me off and leaves again. Mama gives me a stern look and I shrug. "He had it coming." She slaps my chest cursing me, and assuming Lorenzo, in Italian.

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A/N: The previous chapter was longgg. But the first Dami pov?!?! Hope ya enjoyed it. You better. Otherwise I'm quitting.
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