Ariella Garcia is an 18-year-old girl who dreams of leaving her current situation behind and starting a new life. She's fiercely independent, and her love for nature and animals is unparalleled. She's always surrounded by people who care about her...
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I woke up in a dark large room, in a comfortable bed. It took me a minute to realize it was Alexandro's room.
He wasn't in bed which made me sad for a reason.
I pulled the blanket off walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs. I pulled on the shorts because they were about to fall down.
I noticed the bracelet Alexandro gave me. I didn't want him to find out this way or even ever.
But I am so glad he didn't press on it and let it go, I know we are going to talk about it sooner or later.
I saw Alexandro standing on some kind of balcony with a view of the garden which was now green and flowers growing due to the summer.
I saw him light a cigarette and even though I don't like smoking. There was a way he smoked that made it look hot.
If I was being honest everything looked hot on him. I think he would even look hot wearing a trash bag.
I opened the glass door. going to stand next to him as he slowly exhaled. Seeing me he threw away the cigarette.
"Sorry," he said. I shook my head since he didn't need to apologize because it's his house after all.
"You okay now?" He asked looking at me worriedly.
I nodded he looked unconvinced "I really am," I said pulling his sleeve a little.
I removed my bracelet handing it to him "here,".
He grabbed the bracelet but also grabbed my wrist his fingers grazing over the scar.
"Do you want to tell me when it happened?" he asked still looking at the scar with some sort of sadness.
"It happened a long time ago before I met you guys" I lied. I know I shouldn't have lied but I just couldn't tell him the truth I didn't want to sound weak or vulnerable.
I don't know if he believed me but he just nodded.
"You don't have to give it back" he commented putting the bracelet back on my wrist.
I hugged him as he picked me up.
"You know I can walk"I laughed.
"Well I like holding you so shush" he smirked.
A small laugh escaped my mouth.
We ate breakfast together which he cooked and I decided to sit down.
I really wanted to help but I needed to make sure that I didn't overexert my leg. The wound wasn't that deep but it still hurts.
I took a bottle of painkillers from Henry's house, to take in when my bruises hurt.
Thinking about Henry alone makes me shiver. I'm glad I didn't kill him because I don't want to be a murderer but I know he went to tell my dad what happened.
