Coming Back To You

~Thirty~

Bella's POV

My hands are shaking as I hold the piece of paper. It's been a dream with Nick, but I guess all good things eventually come to an end.

I know what you did. You will pay for it.

I found it in my locker when I went to work this morning. Immediately, I thought it was Tatiana, but I haven't seen her. So if it wasn't her, who would be helping her?

I went home after the rush hour only a few minutes ago and I haven't been able to focus on anything else.

I want to call Nick, but I don't want to cause him trouble. It's not like he'll be able to do anything. Some damage is already done, and I bet there's a lot more to the plan.

I'm able to finally set the now wrinkled paper down on the kitchen counter and begrudgingly  lay on the couch to watch some tv.

I'm about to dose off until I hear a melodic knock. There's only one person who would do that because they would do it on my school desk to get my attention just to annoy me.

I open the door and am greeted with Nick's weight all in his right forearm which is leaning against the top of the doorframe.

A grin immediately appears on my face and he leans down to kiss my lips.

I let him in and he immediately goes to the fridge while I go back to snuggling my blanket on the couch.

Nicolo's POV

I was about to open her fridge when I see a piece of paper out of my peripheral vision. I think for a minute whether I should pick it up or not and decide to go with the former.

I know what you did. You will pay for it.

My hands shake with anger and the paper becomes even more wrinkled than it was before.

Who sent this? Why is it just laying here? Is she hiding more of these threats? If so, why wouldn't she tell me? So many questions with so little time.

I set it back down and get a water bottle from the fridge, closing the door with more force necessary.

When I walk back to the living room, I find myself smiling at my Bella snuggling a fuzzy blanket.

I sit next to her and she immediately moves to wrap her arms around my waist and lay her head dangerously close to my little friend who's getting a little too excited for his own good.

I try to regulate my breathing so that she doesn't notice my change in mood.

"Is someone excited, Nick?" She doesn't open her eyes as she smirks against her blanket.

She noticed.

"N-no?" It comes out like a question. Not what I wanted.

"Hmm, is there something we can do about that?"

"Yeah, my right hand has been my best friend since you left."

"Right after I left?"

"Well, maybe after a few years." I chuckle and start rubbing her head.

She moans in ecstasy and I immediately stop. And then she moans again in protest.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to kill you."

If you don't stop, I'm going to have to go take a cold shower.

I start rubbing her head again, but she rubs her head against it.