Chapter 7: Midnight snack

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Verena Alana Ravvet:

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Verena Alana Ravvet:

After all the screaming and smashing of objects we heard we decided it was best to go to sleep.  

Satori gave us a house tour and then sent us to our rooms with our body guards. Two hours later we heard Satori and Warrick arguing and screaming.

It's currently 4:47 am according to the clock in my room, i still haven't asked about phones so i'm stuck using a clock.

I'm bored and my insomnia is crazy right now, tomorrow i'll go to the apartment to get my sleep pills along with everything else.

I open my room door ever so slightly and see Allesandro I think? AKA my body guard.

The other one isn't anywhere to be seen. I'm guessing he's on a break?

"Hey." I whisper.

No reply. The only time I hear him speak is when he's saying "Yes Boss".

"You can talk to me you know, I won't tell the 'big boss guy'" I whisper.

No reply.

"Seriously?" I question.

He looks at me.

"What do you need?" He speaks.

"THE MAN CAN SPEAK." I mock.

"Anyways, i'm just going to go downstairs for water do you need anything?" I ask politely.

I best make a good first impression at least with him if I want to get out of this place.

"I'm coming with you, no need."

"It's fine, the boss man is asleep just stay here i'll be back in literally two minutes, and are you sure you don't want anything?" I say trying to convince him to let me go by myself.

"Okay and no i'm okay. You know where it is right? Just walk down the stairs take a right and then the left okay?" He advises me.

"And come strait back" He commands.

"Yeah, yeah see ya." I say walking down the hall.

"Be careful Verena!" He reminds me.

He probably means me running down the hall like a mad women.

"Got it!" I respond.

I walk downstairs into the kitchen and open up the fridge grabbing two waters. Allesandro said he never wanted one but he hasn't moved yet so I'll get him one anyways.

I sit down on one of the stools in the kitchen and just think about life.

I don't understand what any of this is. I'm just hoping it's a dream and that I won't actually be getting married in  one week. 

I don't want to get married yet. I don't even know this man. He doesn't even know me. My dad doesn't know. My whole family doesn't know. Dad must be so worried it's been days since i've last called him.

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