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I was watching TV when a guy wearing a suit that was black and white, a very red meta lipstick and I handbag walked in. He seems like a person with a free spirit, I could tell by the way he was speaking to ma'am Sofia.

Ma'am S: Miss Xhelsy your wedding planner is here.
Me: I can see that, welcome ( sharing a hug). Sorry but do you go by he or she?
WP:* wedding planner WP* thank you for welcoming me and I go by she.
Me: that great, umm what's your name?
WP: I'm Leo and I'm looking forward to planning this Italian wedding with you Mrs Larosa.
Me: the wedding is going to be Italian?
Leo: Yes your husband also said it's happening in Italy.
Me: well I'm changing plans because this wedding is happening here and not Italy.
Leo: okay but Italy is a very good place girl, you wouldn't want to miss out on having fun.
Me: I don't care about the fun.
Leo: okay so colors, what do you think about red and white?
Me: I want black and white.
Leo: and the dress?
Me: it can be black as well.
Leo: No, Mrs Larosa I feel like today is not a good day for you so why don't I come back next week and we can really think about everything and plan with a positive mind.
Me: okay Leo, I will see you next week and I don't think I'm going to change my mind about a black and white wedding.
Leo: we'll see next week.( Hugs me)

We break the hug and Leo walks out. I was left with so many thoughts about all this, I mean why is the wedding happening in Italy? And why didn't Larosa tell me also why can't it be a black wedding. I love black and that's not going to change. I'm having a black and white wedding. I go upstairs and grab my car keys and phone then walked out. I saw a maid on my way out which made me think about having my own room. It's not like any of us are happy with all this and I don't think I want us to be in the same room anymore.

Me: excuse me but can you take my things to another room. Make sure you're done by the time I come back.
Maid:Yes Mrs Larosa.

Argh, I don't care anymore. I get into my car and drive until I got to Jagger's house. I came to talk to him once and it kinda helped me a lot. It's kinda like his still around whenever I come to his grave.

3:52pm...........

It was getting late so I decided to go back home but before I drove off, Mrs James sais she found an old dairy in Jagger's room. She took me to his room and handed it to me. A memory of my best friends.

Me: can I sit in here for a while?
Mrs James: yes Xhelsy, you can even sleep over if you want.
Me: Thank you Mrs James.
Mrs James: your welcome and if you need anything I will be in my room.
Me: okay.

She walks out and I was left alone with something Jagger had never mentioned. I open it and a picture of us falls out. It was a year after we had became friends and it was my birthday.

The pictures<3

Tires ran down my face

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Tires ran down my face. I start to read the diary. It seemed more like a novel because it was a very big dairy and I don't think I will finish today but I am going to try and read as much as I can.

7:39pm...........

I was lost in the diary when I heard his voice from downstairs. How did he find out that I came here?. I wear my shoes, grab one for Jagger's old hoodie and the diary then walk out. He was kinda shouting at Mr James but I don't even know why.

Me: what's going on?
Mrs James: your husband was worried about where you went.
Me: Then that's why you're shouting at Mr James? ( Looking at him)
Larosa: I thought you were kidnapped.
Me: well I'm not and I will be driving back home like the way l came here.
Larosa: Respect me Xhelsy!!
Me: over my dead body.( He walks out and I look at Mr and Mrs James) Thank you so much for having me around and I will be coming back soon.
Mr James: that would make us happy but tell your husband as well.
Me: I will, have a good evening.( Hugging them)

I walk to out side and he was gone. I knew he wouldn't stay after what I said. I get into my car and drive back home and when I got there, his car wasn't there. What am I saying, I don't even know which car he used today. I park and then walk into the house. I went to the kitchen, had my dinner then I found a maid around the house that showed me my new room. I took a shower, got dressed in my pajamas and then went to bed.

The next day.......

I woke up early for a beautiful Friday day. I did my morning routine and then went to have breakfast but little did I know that I was walking into a lion's den. He was sitting in the dining room, having his breakfast. I turned around to leave but he stopped me with his emotionless voice.

Larosa: come join me for breakfast, we need to talk.
Me:( I turn around again and take a sit) good morning.
Larosa: why don't you listen to me?
Me: because you try to control me.
Larosa: but your father sold you to me, meaning your mine to control Xhelsy. I'm only marrying you because I don't want my father to choose a girl for me.
Me: so your trying to say your being nice to me by marrying me?
Larosa: Xhelsy I don't need fights with a school drop out teenager, I need you to act like my wife, we might not be on the same page all the time but when we walk out of the door we will be the best couple anyone has ever seen..

Me: Don't even bring out that dropping out shit, what will a get?
Larosa: protection, famous, jobs and I won't tell your parents what your past was like.
Me: ( thinking) ........ Okay.
Larosa: sign here.( Handing me papers)
Me: but I'm not sharing a room with you until we are married.
Larosa: okay, speaking of marriage, you want to have a black wedding?
Me: Yeah.
Larosa: and what will people wear on your funeral?
Me: they will dress in all white.
Larosa: I have never heard anyone say that .
Me: well I just said it and you will witness it.
Larosa: okay Xhelsy, I'm of to work now.
Me: okay.

He grabs his coat and walks out. For the first time we had a kinda normal conversation. The contract is a good idea, it might actually get us to change and see each other from a different angle. As long as I don't sell drugs anymore or get killed then I'm okay with all this.

Tbc..............

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