Her Perfect Half

Chapter eighteen

Kiarra Bianchi

The wedding ended. Dad was furious, Mom was crying, my brothers were so close to killing Diego, and my sister was well, enjoying herself.
I loved my father's reaction when I refused to kiss the 'groom.'

It was fucking priceless. Throughout the wedding, I was making faces, yawning, and refusing to talk to anybody except my mom. I wish my father could hear my vow. He was going to be pissed.

My mom cried when she heard our vows. 'We' decided that our maid of honor and best man would be the only people who could listen to them. I chose my mom as my maid of honor. It was either her or my sister. I didn't want her near me.

The wedding ended. I was saying goodbye to my family now. I hugged my mother tightly. I didn't want to let go of her. I felt like if I let her get out of my grip, she would die. And I wouldn't be able to see her again.

I might be overdramatic, but it felt so real to me.
My brothers also embraced me in a tight hug. That was the first, ever time they hugged me. I remember they would only touch me when we were training.

All of us are in the car. I'm sitting next to Diego, and he keeps staring at me, giving me those ugly eyes. His eyes are brown like my father's. That's why they're ugly. The car stops in front of the airport.

Now, I'm flying with the Diaz family to Spain. Again. I was looking out the window when I felt a fucking hand on my thigh. I looked up, and it was Diego's hand. Ew. I felt purely disgusted.

I moved his hand away from my thigh and scooted away from him. He didn't stop, though. He put his arm through my shoulder and locked me. I was now in a position with no exit.

I couldn't move his hand. He put all his weight on my shoulder. I looked over to Maximo for help. He coughed and asked his brother for help. He was on the computer busy.

'Can't you figure it out yourself? I'm busy with my wife.' He did not. He pushed all limits. I'm uncomfortable and disgusted. 'It's mafia work. Get your ass here before dad loses money. You know he'll be mad.'

He gets up and sits next to him. I breathe a sigh of relief. It felt amazing. I decided to pretend to be asleep so I could eavesdrop. I closed my eyes, relaxed my muscles, and controlled my breathing.

I did all that for nothing. The two brothers were talking about their father's mafia. Nothing special. And nothing I didn't know. It was basic stuff for me. I knew everything.

'I'll go back to Kiarra. We are finished with the work, right?' Shit. Please say no, please say no, please say no. 'She is asleep right now. Don't wake her up. Come here and help me.'

My savior, Maximo, thank you, dear. Guess you're not an asshole after all. I love you. 'Maximo, let your brother go to his wife. You know how to do the work.' His father tells him. No, no, no.

'Dad, you sure? You could lose a lot of money if I make a mistake.' His father sighs and, I guess, agrees with what Maximo said. Amazing. Eventually, my pretend sleep turned into an actual sleep.

Next thing I knew, I woke up in a dark room, I was lying on a bed with silky black sheets. The blinds were down, allowing minimum light to enter. The room was cold, and the thin silk raven blanket that was covering me didn't do a proper job of keeping me warm.

I was stuck in my thoughts until someone opened the door. It was a woman. 'Hello dear, I'm Diego's mom. You can call me Aria. I'm here to help you get ready for dinner.'

A sweet lady who I now know as Diego's mother said all warmly to me. The woman looked exhausted, bags underneath her tired eyes. A sad smile stood on her face. 'Thank you for your kind offer to help me get ready, but I have to decline.'

She looked surprised at me. 'Dear, I was sent by my husband here to help you.' I was in shock. She is not his maid. He can't tell her what to do. Can he? 'Um, okay. But I'm capable of doing it myself.'

'I know. I'll be here if you need me. Then we'll both go downstairs and make dinner for the family.' I was sick to my stomach when I heard her say that.

They're not my family. I want my real family. Well, maybe only three of them, but still. I got up and went to the bathroom. Quickly showered and decided on what to wear.

I put on shorts and a T-shirt. The T-shirt belonged to Antonio. I stole one of his shirts before I went with them to the car. I did the same thing with Nico. I put my hair in a low ponytail and got out of the bathroom to see the woman sitting on the bed.