Chapter seventeen;Lorenzo: DANGEROUS

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S:"What the fuck is wrong with you, did you fight Ron?"

I stare at the text. I'm about halfway through my day when I see this, and I make the choice between honesty and deflect. I choose to deflect.

L:"And what if I did?"

I hadn't thought about how this might affect her in the heat of the moment. Shit.

S."Astronomy tower. Tonight."

Well isn't that perfect. At first I thought she was going to cuss me out but now I can explain myself instead. Except...

What is there to explain?

What can I even say?

I beat him up cause I'm in love with you and he is making moves, sorry, anyways wanna be my girlfriend? I can't say that. Maybe I could have figured out a little bit of what she thinks about all this if she were here, but her chair is empty.

So she wasn't sick. She was pissed.

Or maybe not pissed, I don't think she even had it in her to be pissed. But angry, probably.

Fuck.

What the fuck was I supposed to say?

He gave me a look while hugging you so I attacked him? I can't say that either. It's too much, it goes back to long, and I don't even know if she would believe me. I don't have anything to say.

But I have to go. I at least need to listen to her, and hope she will forgive me.

When I get to the astronomy tower she is already there, her nose red from the cold. She looks adorable. 

Before I have time to say anything, she goes:

-What the fuck, Enzo? 

Oh? I raise an eyebrow, in surprise, but other than that I remain expressionless. I meet her eyes, staring her down. She doesn't take her eyes off of mine as she continues.

- I said what the fuck is wrong with you? Insult me all you want but going after my friends?

Friend. Good one. Fuck, I can't help but scoff. I have to look away as I roll my head, before looking back, in denial she could be THIS gullible.  I use my fingers to wave around the word friend. The image of Rons hands around her waist, what he said before I punched him , her statement makes clench my jaw.

- Yeah, sure Stella. "Friend."

My voice is cold and expressionless as well. Im afraid letting anything else out in it would reveal my true intentions, something Im not ready for yet. Her neck shoots back in shock and anger. Is she serious? 

-And what in merlin's name is that supposed to mean?

I sneer, gritting out through my teeth and clenched jaw, my anger towards this bastard showing as the next words leave me.

-It means... He doesn't wanna be your fucking friend. He's a snake.

- And you aren't?

I could never be like him. I still have some dignity left. I was so done. I start waving my hands around, becoming more and more frantic as I spoke. 

-I mean come on Stella, are you blind? He's not good for you! He doesn't deserve you!?

My voice gets louder as I get more and more caught up in my own feelings. 

-And even if he acts like he's just your friend he is not even a good person anyways, he is so full of himself, and looks down on people without even knowing them. He's a BITCH. Stay away from him, princess. Please.

How does she not see?!

- What in your right mind possesses you to think I would listen to you?

- It would be a whole lot better if you did.

- YOU? You are rude, and inconsiderate and violent, for fucks sake you just beat the shit out of someone!

- He deserved it.

- I swear to god, if karma doesn't slap you in the face soon I will do it myself.

- I'd like to see you try.

I do my best to keep my voice emotionless, but doubt my success. I was standing inches away from her, having moved closer subconsciously as we had argued. I could practically feel her heartbeat. 

- WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

- You. You are my problem.

...


Shit.


- How the fuck am I your problem?

Fuck. Shit. Fuck. 

Deflect. Deflect. DEFLECT.

- You have no idea the things you do, do you? 

Oh yeah that's so much better FOR FUCKS SAKE DEFLECT!

-You wouldn't be able to handle it, sweetheart. It would break your heart, and you're already heartless enough. 

- You have no idea what I could handle.

...

Oh?

I have to hold back a smirk.

Oh.

I now doubt even stronger I can conceal my intent in my voice. 

This took a turn. Rons relevancy was now completely gone, even if it was minuscule to begin with. He was never relevant. The only relevant thing about hum was his four eyed best friend. 

- Oh I know exactly what you could handle. Or better yet, exactly what you couldnt handle. You have no idea what I could do, you are naive and innocent. Weak. You couldn't handle me.

I take another step forward, trapping her between me and the railing. Her body presses against mine, my eyes never leaving hers. Her eyes aren't angry, they are something else, something I don't know. Through gritted teeth and with a trembling voice she says:

- I already told you Lorenzo, you have no idea what I could handle.

Fuck.

I can't fight it anymore.

- Maybe we should find out.

Before she has time to say anything I kiss her. 


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