Her Perfect Half

Chapter twenty-one

Aria called them for dinner. The three came into the kitchen. They took their respective seats. I sat next to Diego, and we dug in. It was weird to eat with somebody. I've been eating alone every day of my life.

It felt nice, even if the people I'm eating with still want me dead. Well, at least two of them do. Diego, for sure, his father is giving me death glares, and I don't know how to feel about that.

I'm definitely staying as far away from him as possible. 'So, how did the wedding go?' Aria asked no one in particular. 'It went great. Especially the speech of the best man.'

I chuckle at myself. Maximo did really well on that speech. 'Really? What was your speech about?' She looked at him. 'Well, you know, it was about me and him and growing up together.'

He looked uninterested. That pissed his mother off. I tried to lighten the mood, but it didn't work out how I wanted it to. It only resulted in Maximo and Aria glaring at each other.

Diego came closer to me and whispered in my ear. 'Good job, Kiarra. You pissed them off.' Ugh, I hate him! 'That's the only thing you can do. Fail.' He did not just.

I got up from the table and stormed off. All I heard after that was 'Diego!' It was Aria. She was screaming at Diego. Hah. I locked the door to our shared bedroom and cried.

I cried because I'm the worst human who has walked on this planet. I cried because I killed too many innocent people. People with families. Mothers and fathers. I'm the worst.

I let my tears slide. I was hyperventilating. No, no, no. It was getting hard to breathe. I don't like it. Lord, if I die today, please let me come back as a ghost and haunt Diego for the rest of his pathetic life.

I heard the door open. It was Diego. He looked down at me. 'You're pathetic.' I know that. But you're worse than me. I wanted to say something sassy and puss him off, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I saw him lay down on the bed. I stared at him. I analyzed every single detail of him and his body language. He was asleep. In ordinary families, the wife would go and lie next to him. In this family, however, I'm not going to be next to him.

I quietly go downstairs and lie on the couch. I quickly fall asleep. I woke up the next day early. I didn't want to make it seem like I wasn't sleeping with Diego last night.

I went to the kitchen and made coffee. Aria came downstairs a little bit later. 'Another early bird in this house, I see.' I chuckle at her. She does the same.

'Coffee?' I ask, holding up a cup for her. 'I prefer tea.' She quickly gets a cup and puts a tea bag in it. I warm up some water for her and pour it down. 'Aren't you too young for coffee, dear?'

'Oh, I don't drink coffee every day. Don't worry.' She hums in response, and we start making breakfast together.