A/N: 2 chapters in one day. Am I forgiven yet for being gone for a week? ;)
Ivy
I haven't heard from Lorenzo for the past four hours.
Dami and I have been looking for my bracelet with no luck.
But that's okay, I'll search again tomorrow and for now I'm more worried about Lorenzo than my bracelet.
"You pacing around the room won't make him come home quicker" Dami says obviously annoyed and I sigh. "I'm aware. I just thought he'd be home already." I tell him and continue pacing around.
"He told me the mission is a lightweight. He also told you not to wait for him. Go to bed he'll be here in the morning." He tries to reassure me but I'm not having any of it. "If you don't want to be here, you go to bed." I brush him off.
He gets up from his seat and walks up to me, grabbing my hand and dragging me upstairs. "Sent him a message. If it delivers, you go to bed, if it doesn't I'll wait with you." He tells me and I yank my hand out of his hand. "Fine."
I text him and wait for the message to say delivered.
Enzo :)
Me: hey, everything good?
It delivers, which eases my mind but not completely.
Dami takes my phone looking at it. "See? All is good. Let's get you to bed." I sigh remembering me and Dami's deal. Getting ready for bed I hear a ping and I rush to my phone.
Enzo :): yeah some asshole thought it was a great idea to kill the baby and his mother. Aside from how fucking horrible that is, I have loads of paperwork. Go to bed bambolina. It's 2 am.
My breath hitches reading the message. The poor baby didn't have anything to do with this, yet it suffered.
But I'm relieved he's alive and breathing. He just has to finish paperwork I sigh.
Me: can't sleep when you're not home yet. I'll wait for you I don't mind.
Enzo :) : can't let my girlfriend do that. Go to sleep. Don't forget Sharky. Te amo.
Me: I'm waiting for you. Te amo.
I tell Dami the update about Lorenzo and he rakes a hand trough his hair. "Cazzo. I should've joined him." He blames himself but I won't let him. "He literally ordered you to not join him."
"And when do I ever listen?" Dami sighs, continuing to blame himself. "When it comes to me and my feelings." I tell him truthfully and he smiles. "I guess you're right."
I know I'm right. Dami only listens to Lorenzo when it comes to considering my safety and well-being. So making him stay here, is partly my fault. Lorenzo not making it on time to the mission, partly my fault. So the baby and it's mother dying, my fault.
Dami looks at me as I look away. "Oh don't you dare do it too." He tells me sternly and I grow confused. "Do what?" I ask him and he rolls his eyes. "Pitying yourself. Blaming yourself. You just told me not to. How can you sit here and do it yourself." He scoffs and I shrug. "I'm sorry."
He crosses his arms. "You better be."
Not much later I pass out on my bed and hear Dami walking get up from the bed as I hear Lorenzo walking in.
I was going to make my presence known until I heard them arguing with one another. "You fucker. You should've put me on the job!" Dami yells frustrated at Lorenzo and I hear Lorenzo sigh. "I have had a long day Dami. Can't you wait till tomorrow to yell at me?" He genuinely asks him.
Dami scoffs. "No. I could've helped you prevent anyone getting hurt! The baby still would've lived!" Lorenzo groans. "Jesus Christ. Dami non avresti potuto fermarlo non sei superman. andare a casa. (you couldn't have stopped it you're not superman. go home.)"
Dami leaves slamming the door and Lorenzo sighs. "non posso fare niente di giusto (I can't do anything right)" he says and that's when I make my presence known. "Don't say that. He just thought he could prevent it all, he isn't mad at you."
He looks at me and smiles. "I'm sorry I've woken you. Go back to sleep." He tells me and I sigh. "Don't brush me off like that. I want to be there for you as you're there for me." I tell him truthfully and he holds my hand. "You're already there for me in more ways you could know. Go back to bed amore mio."
I take my hand off of his. "You're doing it again Enzo. Brushing me off like I can't handle it. Don't belittle me." I tell him standing my ground.
I hate when people belittle me. When they act like I'm fucking fragile and can't handle a thing. I'll let them know I fucking can.
He rakes his hand trough his hair. "Fine." He sighs and continues. "I've met some nice men today who seem like I can trust them with my life on this job. They're genuine. I wish I could have done more for that family, at least for the baby. It was a mom who was in dept of a high drug dealer. She couldn't pay up so he payed her a visit. Beat her face in, she was unrecognized. Dragged a knife trough her neck, making sure she got a slow painful dead. Her baby showing sings of getting strangled. Also a slow painful dead. He left just as I got there. It makes me think if I fucking got there early, they'd may survive." He laughs angrily.
I sit next to him comforting him. "You'll catch him and serve the baby and it's mama justice. Don't beat yourself up, you got the mission way too late it's not like you knew before did you?" I ask him and he shakes his head.
"Exactly so don't beat yourself up over something you can't control." I tell him and he looks me in my eyes smiling at me. "Thank you bambina (baby)" he tells me as he comes to lay on top of me. "Can we just go to sleep I'm tired of today." He hugs me closer and I smile at the sight.
"We can. Sleepwell. Ti amo." I tell him, pecking his lips. He hummus. "Ti amo." He says yawning sounding tired.
Not even a second later he has already drifted away. Even though my insides are getting crushed by the giant, I don't dare to move him from his comfortable spot.
If he wants to lay like this by all mean he can. I love him.
Makes me wonder if I'm loving him too much. Will it haunt me and shall fate stab me in the back sooner rather than later?
A/N: I forgot to post this yesterday... still enjoy it. Maybe, MAYBE posting a chapter again today.
ALSO FORBIDDEN LOVE JUST HIT 15K?! the reads I've been getting on forbidden love are crazy
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