My Flower

𝐒 𝐈 𝐗

I awoke to Enzo's arms wrapped around me, hugging me tightly. I attempted to sit up but he pulled me back down, bringing my naked body closer to his — his dick resting on my ass.

I gasped, shifting my body so I faced him, "I'm sorry about last night...things went too far." I apologized, my cheeks heating up with embarrassment. I didn't regret last night, not at all but I was scared he did.

"I'm the one that should be sorry. You were clearly distressed and I took advantage of that." He spoke, his eyes trailed my body before meeting mines, "But I don't regret it..."

"I—" I was about to speak but my phone rang causing for me to momentarily pause. I grabbed my phone off the night stand and saw the caller id.

It was Andrew.

I took a deepbreath and blocked his contact. Regaining my composure, I looked at Enzo, "Would you like for me to cook something?" I softly smiled.

Enzo shook his head in response, "Its fine. I have work soon...I should leave."

Enzo sat up pulling the cover away from me, putting my naked body on display. On instinct I grabbed the blanket back and covered myself causing for him to laugh.

"I already saw all of you, Fiore." He joked, pulling the cover away from me again.

"Fiore?" I spoke. Enzo must've realized what I was confused about and quickly responded, "It means flower in Italian."

"You remind me of a flower, delicate and pretty."

I blushed at his words — he thinks im delicate and pretty.

"Do you have any more questions?"

I shook my head in response.

"Then, lets shower." He suggested and I followed him into the shower like a lost puppy.

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After our shower Enzo quickly left my home leaving me alone sitting in utter silence. I was to worried about Andrew showing up at my job so I called out but I was also worried he'd show up at my home unannounced.

The constant worrying about Andrew was slowly making me lose my mind and I didn't want to be alone so I called Helena and Sy. They'd do anything for a day off work so I wasn't entirely worried about then being busy.

Unsurprisingly, I was right and twenty minutes after I called Helena was at my front door with Sy arriving ten minutes after her. We all gathered in my living drinking wine and chatting about our struggles.

"Its just hard...being a mom. Sometimes I miss being childfree." Helena sighed, taking the biggest gulp of wine.

Helena was the one out of the three of use that never had relationship problems, she met her husband when we were in high school and she married him within five years of them dating. A year after that she gave birth to Sy and I's god daughter, Lila.

Despite being a mom, she still manages to be the life of the party.

"I mean children are a blessing...but I'm only twenty five and I feel like a fucking house wife soccer mom."

Sy and I bursted into laughter, hitting each other on the shoulder.

"Hey! This is serious." Helena jokingly pouted.

"You're right, you're right." I spoke, forcing myself to stop laughing.

"What about you, Cathy?"

"What about me?"

A look of confusion painted my face.

"Busy night...was it good?" Sy nudged me, raising her eyebrows.

"Don't do that you'll get forehead wrinkles!" Helena interjected, Sy and I gave her a 'are you serious' look.

She quickly straightened up, "Back to you, Cathy...did you have a good night?"

"The hickeys on your neck tell me it was good..."

My eyes widened and I instantly grabbed my phone camera to see my neck. My neck was practically covered in hickeys, no amount of foundation could cover that.

"I um..." I bit my bottom lip with embarrassment.

"Who was it? I know you didn't let Andrew touch you."

"Was he hot?"

"Is he older?"

Sy and Helena bombarded me with questions about Enzo for five minutes and I just let them, hoping they'd forget the topic at hand. Unfortunately for me they didn't so I had to tell them everything, it wasn't that I wanted to keep them in the dark. Its just my feelings are too complicated that I can't even keep up.

"His name is Enzo...he's thirty four and—"

I was interrupted by Helena kicking and squealing in excitement like a teenage girl.

"So you're divorcing Andrew? I'll be your lawyer! We'll take everything from him." Sy spoke, her eyes widening with excitement. Out of the two Sy hated Andrew the most and constantly offered to be my divorce lawyer.

"Not yet, Sy. But when I do you'll be the first person I call."

Sy leaned back in her seat and sighed, "Cath...why wont you just divorce him?"

"I cant stand seeing him hurt you...like I know he's never hit you."

"But verbally, he abuses you...I see it. He's a energy vampire."

My mouth dried at Sy's words, 'I know he's never hit you'. In that moment I felt like the biggest piece of shit, Helena and Sy have done nothing but support me and here I was not telling them that Andrew was violent.

The guilt started to consume me and I finally let the words slip.

"...he does hit me." I muttered, tears streaming from my eyes.

A/N: This chapter isn't my best. Its unedited so I apologize for any mistakes.