Chapter 9: Thoughts.

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I slowly opened the door and made my way over to my side of the room, noticing that Alessia had left. But to where? I didn't care, I just wanted to get out of here!

I packed my things without even folding them. I grabbed all my stuff off my make-up dresser not caring if they would break. A while after which seemed like forever, my driver knocked.

Me - "Recoger esos" (Pick those up)
I got no response from the driver. He just stood there and looked at me confused but also concerned. How fucking stupid am I? He can't speak Spanish, I order him once more
Me - "PICK THOSE UP!"
Driver - "Yes ma'am"

He just... obeyed my order... It was extremely mean of me to not even greet him or to shout at him when it isn't his fault i'm mad. But I just wanted to leave. I walked out of the room, leaving the driver with my many bags and suitcase to carry. As I was walking outside, I saw Alessia sitting In the nearby garden.

She looked at me with sorry eyes, but I ignored her, turning my head and making my way to the car. I guess anger can really change a person, huh?

Not long after, followed my driver who packed my stuff in the trunk and drove off, on our way to my destination. As we were driving I felt... lonely... as if a piece of my heart left...
I needed someone to talk to right now. I'm fucked up for doing this but...

Me - "uhm... ahem... Hey driver."
Driver - "Hello ma'am"
Me - "Just call me Izadora, and I'm honestly sorry for the way I just ordered you back there."
Driver - "Nice to finally talk to Izadora, I'm Marco, and it's no problem I get that you're angry."
Me - "It's still not a reason for me to shout at you like that."
Marco - "Ha, it's fine don't worry about it"

He spoke to me so kindly. "Can I talk to him?" "I'm in need of someone right now." "What the fuck, I've got nothing to lose"

Me - "Hey, Marco... can i talk to you about something?"
Marco - "Sure, Iza, what's going on?"
Me - "I'm just going through a tough time right now, and I made a huge mistake. And I think I just lost a good friendship. At least... that's whay i thought it was"
Marco - "Iza, sometimes in life, there will be challenges and you will lose people along the way but sometimes, people come back to fix their mistake when they look back and realize they were wrong. If she comes back then she wants to make things right."
Me - "How'd you know the person was a she?"
Marco - "I- Lucky guess"
Me - "Ok I guess it was pretty easy to figure out. And yeah... I think you're right I guess I'll just have to wait and see"
Marco - "I'm glad I could help"

He gave a sincere smile through the mirror, I returned the smile and brought my attention to outside but my mind was elsewhere, pondering about Marco's words.

"Maybe he's right." "It was indeed a mistake we both made, I should've seen the signs." "Should I make things right or should I just wait?" I was so deep in my thoughts I didn't even realize we were at the penthouse until Marco came and opened the door for me.

I thanked him as I got out of the car and headed inside the house. It wasn't so late, so I decided to study a bit before bed. My brain would kill me before I understood what I was trying to read. I READ OVER THE SAME LINE 4 TIMES!

Me - "SOY TAN JODIDAMENTE ESTÚPIDA!" (I'm so fucking stupid!)
I shouted at myself in frustration. I just lid in my bed as I fell asleep slowly shedding a few tears.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey wonderful!
I'm running out of things to call y'all atp, XD.
Is Isadora making a mistake moving to the penthouse fulltime? :)♡

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