Fixing Beautiful (Ongoing)

Chapter 2- Home Sweet Home, Right?

After what seemed like hours of driving, it was probably only 25 minutes, we made it to Oliver's house. It was absolutely gorgeous. Just like him and his car. Woah, what has this guy done to me?

His house:

He quickly got out and ran around the front of the car to open my door and pick me up again. Aw, what a gentleman, he seems so sweet.

He carried me through the gorgeous modern yet homey looking house. He brought me to a bedroom. It was big and amazing -that's what she said. Anyway it was so pretty.

The room:

He sat me on the bed and went into the attached bathroom. He came back with a first-aid kit. As he started to clean the wound on my stomach, it was silent. It wasn't awkward silence though.

Eventually he spoke. "So, this is your room and your friend with have the one across from it. Mine is down the hall if you need anything as well. Tomorrow when your rested we can and get your stuff. I also want you to know that if you need anything, money isn't anything you need to worry about and you can just ask."

I nodded. I can't believe I have such a beautiful room now.

I was going to give him my number when I realized I never had my phone. I must have lost it or the man took it.

"Um Oliver?" I spoke quietly, feeling guilty about asking him for such a thing.

"Yes, Amore mio?" He asked while also focusing intently on cleaning the stab wound.
(Translation: my love)

"I think the man that kidnapped me toke my phone. Do you think you could get me a new one?" I ask shyly. I feel terrible for asking.

"Of course bellissima, I figured you would want to take a shower after I'm done cleaning your wound so I'll have one for you right after, waiting for you." I nodded. He's so sweet. Are we sure he's a mafia boss because he doesn't seem like it.

After a few minutes, he covered the wound and I got in the shower. It was wonderfully warm and amazing.

Like promised they're was a brand new phone, sweats, a hoodie, and a note.

'bellissima, here's a new phone, dinner is soon so some come down when your ready'

I smiled brightly. He's so sweet already and we don't even know each other yet.

I got dressed quickly and walked out my room until I found a dinning room. Oliver, Ezra, Aurora we're already there. There was also another women. She seemed older but still beautiful.

"Oh, Willow you're here. Dinner is done. Eat. Also this is my mom, Alessia."

"Oh thank you, and nice to meet you, I'm Willow."
I said, even though she probably already knows my name.

We all ate together and laughed and talked. It was actually really nice. And they're all so sweet. Ezra is definitely not the smartest but he's hilarious. And Alessia is so sweet and kind and so pretty.

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After dinner, I went up to my room to sleep. But suddenly I got terrible anxiety and panic.

What if he comes back? What if he gets me in my sleep? What if I caused everyone harm? I'm so dumb. I can't believe myself.

I sat on my new bed and started to intensely shake. I felt a few stray tears roll down my cheek. Everything was a blur. And the noises from outside the window were drowned out by my panicking thoughts.

"Hey I was coming to- hey, hey are you okay? What's wrong? bellissima?" Oliver walked in and started to stress when he saw me panicking.

"I-i can't br-breath." My voice was barley above a whisper and I was stuttering from the tears.

He came and sat In front of me on his knees. I thought he would go and get Aurora since he barely knows me but what he does shocks me.

Oliver grabs me and pulls me into a tight hug. It flooded me with a sense of security and safety. It was amazing. I started to calm down after a few minutes.

After about ten minutes I pulled away. "I'm sorry that was embarrassing." I said while brushing gross tears from my cheeks.

"Don't be embarrassed bellissima, you have every right to be scared. I'm sorry about what happened to you but you're safe now." I smiled a small smile at his words and hugged him again.

He was going to leave when I stopped him. "Oliver. Can you stay?"

"Of course bellissima, as long as your not uncomfortable." I shook my head and we both laid down on the bed not touching.

After a minute contemplating I decided I want his touch. I haven't even known this man for twenty-four hours but he makes me feel safe.

I sat up and moved closer to him so my head was on his chest and his arm around my shoulders.

He seemed to tense up but then relaxed. I enjoyed with touch and his cuddling as I drifted to sleep.

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I was there again.

In a gross room filled with garbage and clutter, laying on the bed unable to move.

I was paralyzed.

Then the gross old door swung open. It was him. The man I hate most in my life.

He started to move towards me, I started to cry, still unable to move.

He started to take off his clothes as I continued to cry and sob.

"It's finally time, little bitch." He said with a smirk. I had no clothes on, neither did he. I already knew what was gonna happen. It happened before.

Before I knew it I was woken up. It was Oliver. He looked worried. I must of had another nightmare of that terrible night.

"Bellissima, are you okay?" I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks yet again. I couldn't speak.

He grabbed me and pulled me to him again. He held me as I cried into his shoulder. I eventually stopped crying.

"Willow, do you wanna talk about it?" He asked sweetly. I could tell he was still worried. I didn't mean to make him worry.

"Thank you but, maybe another time." I'm not ready to talk about it yet. Maybe I will be.
Someday.

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A/n

Word count: 1073

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