Nico's pov:
My breathing hitches up a knot when I climb over her railing. I've never seen Ms.Perfect look like this before. Her eyes lack life, her pale skin glistens against the morning sun, her usual soft lips look brittle to touch. God what the fuck have I done. I reach out to touch her but Nat steps back.
A swing to my heart.
My hand retreats to my side as I stare at her with guilt. It's eating me inside out. Hurt is laced throughout her eyes. With one swift movement she steps inside, with me instantly following. My stomach tightens at the sight of cardboard boxes hiding her room floor. They shouldn't be here. She belonged with me, in my house, not in a house where her brothers treat her like shit.
Amor turns around and finally faces me.
Now that I was closer, I could see the red rimming her lash line and the faint colouring of her nose. The mere thought that I was responsible for her tears makes my heart ache in the most painful way. "Ms.Perfect.." I begin. "Don't." She lets her arms wrap around her waist. "Was any of it real?" I blanched at her words.
"Of course." Sincerity within my tone.
An imaginary dagger stabs me knowing that she questioned my love for her, she couldn't be more wrong. We've only seen each other for a minute when a strange sensation burns behind my eyes. As much as I hate hiding the truth, I need to do it. "Just let me ex-" My words are interrupted. "I know what I saw. There is nothing for you to explain." Her jaw wobbles with hurt.
"I just didn't think you'd ever stop so low." Each word is another crack to my broken heart.
"It's not what you think." I close my eyes trying to restrain my emotions. "Oh really? Because from my point of view she was straddling your lap with kisses around your mouth!" Nat pants word after word with her course voice. "I know it looks bad." I don't let my anger consume me.
"I trusted you with my heart." She shakes her head in disbelief.
God don't do this to me. Every bone in my body wants to tell her the truth, to let her know that the kiss didn't mean anything and that she's the only girl I have my eyes on, but I can't. Once she acknowledges my silence, Ms.Perfect starts again. "What was it then huh? The least you could do is tell me what she had that I don't. Is it her beauty? Her looks? Her charms?"
"I couldn't ever love another soul the way I love yours. You are it for me." I try to assure her.
"It's not what I feel for you Nat, it's what I don't feel for anyone else but you. I feel so strongly about you but I'm forced to confine these feelings into three words." I beg her to understand my emotions. "No. You don't get to remit your feelings towards me right after you cheat with another woman." My brows furrow at her words but my eyes remain soft.
"Your words mean nothing to me after yesterday night." Another blow to my heart after hearing bitter words come from her precious mouth.
Ms.Perfect sniffles again before starting. "That was the moment the rose-coloured glasses fell off and I got a first-hand glimpse of who you truly are." Nat bites her lips to stop it wobbling. My head aches so much right now, not as much as my heart though. I don't even know if it'll be there anymore after today.
"You don't mean that Ms.Perfect." I try to soften the blow inside of me.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Sorry, I'm not fluent in betrayal." She unconsciously fiddles with the necklace I bought for Valentine's day. God it's the only thing keeping us in tact, keeping me sane. I'd broken bones, got shot at, got stabbed by my own brother when I was six.
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seven souls seven sins
Teen Fictionnot you're average mafia brothers and sister story.. This is the story of Natasha Clark, an assassin, mafia boss, and most of all the long lost sister of the 6 Morales brothers. After fallen victim of a divorce at the ripe age of seven, Natasha's mo...