I Am Yours

Chapter 5: Game on

Aria
That cabrón (Spanish//fucker)
Who does he think he is? He walked in, pinned me to the wall with blood on his shirt. How does he think I'll react if not confused and terrified.

Now as I come to think of it.. he could of been injured and here I was screaming at his face. I groan Oh my god.

It's two days since, and he hasn't said a word to me. I barely even see him, I've probably met Ayaan, his best friend, more than I have him.

Ayaan is more of a relaxed out person by the looks of it, and he's always smiling which is something Matteo doesn't do frequently, his face is always set in a frown.

I was sat on my bed when I hear the clicking of heels downstairs, I've never heard of other woman being up here before but I think nothing of it until a girl probably in her mid twenties comes barging into my room with a suitcase in hand.

She has long blonde hair, down to her hips. She's wearing a mini black skirt and a white button up, tucked into her skirt. She has on black boots which are, obviously, heeled. She's chewing chewing gum but in that nasty way with her mouth open and vigorously.

She puts her hand on her waist and juts her hip out, looking me up and down. A look of disgust crosses her face and she steps further into the room.

I don't know why she did that as I'm wearing a simple white tennis skirt and a white crop top with long sleeves.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room? Get the fuck out."

I scrunch up my face, I could literally see her gum about to fall out of her mouth. Doesn't she have any manners?

I stand up and say "My names Ari-"

"What!? I can't hear you!"

I pause and roll my eyes so hard they feel like they're going to pop out. "I said my name is Aria, and this is my room. And Matteo is not here either so go wait downstairs." I practically have to shout it.

"What do you mean its your room? I come here once a week for about 2-3 days depending on how much work needs to be done." She says while smirking.

My eyebrows scrunch up together in confusion until I realise what she means and fake gag. "If you think that's gonna hurt me or some shit, you're out of luck. Now go wait downstairs for Matteo because I don't have time for bitches like you."

And with that I sit back down on my bed and watch her huff in annoyance and stomp her leg. She walks out with her suitcase but purposely leaves the door open.

What a dickhead.
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Its been about an hour after my occurrence with dickhead , and yep, that's my new name for her as she wasn't even nice enough to mention her name.

I decide to finally get up and off my phone. I've been trying to contact Andrew, by also making sure papá can't find me. (dad)

And after an hour of no luck, I put my phone on charge and head downstairs.