The Devil's Mind

Chapter 5

~Hiera's POV~

I turned my head and watched Nico and Isa leave. I felt a warm hand rest on my thigh.

"You okay Hiera?" I heard Rocco ask.

"Yeah, I'm good."

I plastered a fake, bright smile on my face. I'm anything but good.

I'm processing exactly what the actual fuck just happened. So somehow the whole group reunited again and they all met Cora.

Nico still hates me. Fucking damn it.

Gio leaned across the table. "Nico will be back soon Birdy, it's okay." He spoke in a calm, gentle voice.

I scoffed. "It's not Nico I care about, the dude can go jump off a cliff. It's Isa."

Luca snorted. "Well that's unfortunate."

I spun around and faced him, giving him a sharp glare.

"Sorry, sorry." He muttered.

"Why did you guys suddenly leave?" I asked. They had all left to Italy for a while. Except for me.

"You guys went to Italy? Damn." Cora questioned in awe.

"We left for a bit to go hang out with family. Your parents didn't let you come because you had air sickness." Ricco answered.

I thought back to when I was 8 and 9. I do vaguely remember being scared of planes. I think.

"Oh. Right."

"Come on," Cora waved. "We have stupid ass economics next. Get your lazy ass up."

Luca barked in laughter as she dragged me on to the next class.

"Hello to you guys too." Professor West chuckled as Cora dragged me to my seat, me being half-asleep.

 I pay her with Krispy Kreme donuts.

"Afternoonproffesor" I mumbled. Cora elbowed me.

I took out my laptop from my totebag and pressed audio record. Then I plunked my head on the table and fell asleep.

"Yo wake up bitch, class over." Cora shook me awake.

"Huh?"

"Wake up Princess, class is over."

With that my head shot up and almost bonked into Rocco's jaw. They were all surrounding me.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Cora couldn't wake your lazy ass up so she called us to help wake you up." Nico coldly glared at me. Rude.

"We done class?" I asked.

"Yes Birdy, you can go home and properly sleep now." Rocco responded softly.

"YES!" I screamed and ran out the room.

"Fucking dumbass you forgot your bag!" Nico yelled. I halted.

"Bring it."

I heard him sigh. He exited the room carrying my pink Longchamp bag.

I snatched it from him. "Thanks!"

"La prossima volta non farmi afferrare la tua borsa sei carino, smemorato." he muttered.

"Huh?"

"Don't make me grab your bag." he gritted.

"What was the rest?"

"Nothing. Now go."

"Well thanks for calling me a cute and forgetful ass, I appreciate it testa di cazzo."

I made a run for it but it was a wasted effort. He roughly slammed me against a wall. He put his mouth to my ear.

"Don't call me a dickhead." he whispered.

I tried escaping but he had me pinned by both my shoulders.

"Princess." he teased, an evil smirk on his face.

Red tinted my cheeks as I ducked under his shoulders and out.

Gio was running towards me.

"What the fuck just happened?" he asked.

"Later. Come to my place."

I could hear Liam inside my head yelling "It's my place!" but eh, who gives a shit.

Hey Birdies! 

Sorry I haven't updated this story in a bit, I was caught up with life's amazing events that it decides to throw my way.

I'll try to update more if possible!

I hate my life.

Love,  Picnic!

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