𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

Chapter.23

Marcella's POV:

4 days past by since everything started to come back to how it used to be to be, I somehow made myself hug dad. And stay in my embrace for a good amount of minutes, but yet my flinching problem didn't stop at all. Unfortunately... both layla and Marcello has been staying over at our place since I have returned back home, but the thing is that I and Marcello barely spoke, the only times we spoke was on the plane when I thanked him and 2 days ago when he got my favorite drink boba. We never shared any hugs or any physical touch, which made me sad, and at the same time happy because he is understanding my situation and giving me space.

I'm healing pretty fast, I guess.

"Come on, go to bed now." Mom entered my room, bringing me back to earth, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore!" Mom has been treating me like a 6-year-old child who needs to be tucked in bed every day, "zip nah ah bed now!" I whine and lay down, Mom covers me with my duvet and kisses my forehead, "night baby" she smiled at me "night mama", she stood up straight was about to turn off the light when we both heard a slight knock on the door, I rolled my eyes playfully and said "come on in dad", he enters the room like he is some thief or hiding from someone. I and mom laughed at dad, "night Marci, sleep tight okay?" he came and kissed my forehead, I tighten my fist and forced my self not to flinch which was a success!!!

Lord bless me already.

"Alright, we are going." I hummed and nodded, Mom and Dad closed my bedroom door and left. "I don't wanna sleep" I mumbled to myself, "should I text him?" I ask myself pickling up my phone. "He should be awake no?" I began to think, is I should or not text Marcello. I want to talk to him so bad but I just don't know how.

As I was debating on mom if I should or not text Marcello I receive and message from an unknown number.

"Don't tell me it's him again" I let out a faint chuckle.

Unknown: hello my love, long time huh?
Me: long time!
Unknown: how are you my love?
Me: good, what about you?
Unknown: mhm now let me think about that because I was miserably a goner when you was taken by the enemies.

How does he know? Oh right he is my stalker.

Me: okay now let me make this clear, I don't fucking know who exactly you are but stop texting me because I'm interested in someone else. So fuck of all the worst wishes to you now bye.

I sigh and leave my phone alone for a bit before I pick it up again except another message but no. Marcello texted me this time. I jump up from laying to sitting and opens his chat.

Marcello: can't sleep?
Me: how did you know?
Marcello: instincts
Me: Hahaha funny, why are you up?
Marcello: how can I sleep when I know you are not okay mi amour.

I bite my lips down, he called me his love... okay seriously what the fuck. He has always called me that ugh... but it's so hot though!

Me: yeah yeah, by the way what was that all about?
Marcello: you mean?
Me: the day when you were all so possessive and gave psychophysics vibe.
Marcello: oh that day, yeah what about it?
Marcello: is it wrong to be possessive over the girl I'm in love with?

I sat there stoned, how is he so straight up?

Marcello: blushing?
Me: what no who said that????
Marcello: *laughing emoji*
Marcello: oh my love, I know you are blushing. You blush every time when I say those things. You thought I didn't realise how you were staring at me that day when Dante shoot Percy? I know damn well how wet you were and how much you was blushing.