𝘛𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰, 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 | 𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘌𝘓 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘋𝘌

xix. back to normal...

back to normal

'✭.<Lenora Salvatore>.*•
Is this really what I want?

The talent show was a shit show.

I couldn't believe my eyes, I couldn't even believe what happened. First off another brawl between Rigel and Fernando. Where not only other students saw but everyone's parents. And when they saw Fernando on the ground everyone saw Rigel different that day. Fernando being Fernando Rocci, most took his side and the pity party begun. Everyone gave their condolences towards Fernando and his parents. Fernando's parents used this as an opportunity to their advantage, they were the center of gossip and they enjoyed hearing everyone talking about them. It just gave them the chance to be more seen.

For Rigel and The Milligans. Little to no one took his side. The Rocci's manipulated everyone's mind to think Rigel was this angry monster. Many treated them a lot more differently due to their judgment of them now. A lot would visit Mrs. Milligan to get flowers from her and say things like 'you should take him back to where he came from. Maybe that why he never left that place....you should take him to get his anger fixed.... You are too nice, if I was in charge of him I would have let him go already.' Mrs. Milligan didn't open her flower business for a bit.

For Fernando and I, I'm not completely sure what we are now. The day of the talent show and after the fight between him and Rigel, I stood by his side especially since Christian walked away from us and went with Rigel and Nica. Fernando was yelling for Christian to come back but Christian remained with them and although I know Fernando will not admit it but he was hurt deeply. He tried to make me believe that he wasn't hurt but just annoyed but it was obvious that he was upset. I took Fernando back home where he vented to me about what happened and when we got to his house this is where it got me all confused.

He invited me into his house and although I didn't really want too but he insisted so I followed after him. We went to the kitchen where he grabbed himself an ice pack to place on his bruises, he leaned himself on the counter while I stood right beside him. He looked at the ground while he held the ice to his face while I just looked at him. The dark bruises on his face and the visible handprints around his throat. "I'm sorry." He looked up at me confused. Why was I apologizing? I think cause I feel bad that this fight all happened because of me. Fernando got hurt because of me. Yes, he has been a complete asshole to me but it's not like he is any other ex he was my best friend who I just happened to date. "What are you saying sorry for?"

"I just feel guilty...you got hurt because of me." Fernando looked at me not saying anything, the first time Rigel and Fernando fought I thought Fernando deserved it but now he didn't deserve this he didn't deserve even being involved in this at all. I just wonder if I never actually got involved with Rigel would I end back with Fernando. I don't know. He set down his ice pack on the counter and moved to stand face to face. "It's not completely your fault, Nora. I mean I provoked him and this is what I deserved."

"But what if it is. I mean I got so attached to this new excitement that it all crashed down on me and now you got hurt and Christian left us." I felt myself wanting to start crying but there was not much tears that will come out since I emptied them at the school. Fernando placed his hands on my arms, I could feel his fingers brushing along my skin. "Stop thinking it's your fault. And don't worry about the Christian thing, he will realize eventually that he was in the wrong." I had only hoped that Fernando was right. A little after this conversation he asked if I wanted to sleepover and I accepted...I just didn't want to go home cause I know my parents would give me the biggest lecture of my life.

We set up in his living room where Fernando brought pillows and blankets from his bedroom and set it on the end of the couch. It made me all think of when we were kids, all the sleepovers Fernando, Christian and I used to have. Fernando and I used to share the large end piece at the end of the couch while Christian laid on the small pieces, Fernando used to get mad at me for kicking him in my sleep and whenever I offered to sleep somewhere else he always begged me not too. "Just like old times." He said as he placed the pillows on couch, I gave him a soft smile as I sat down where he jumped on the couch and laid beside me. I felt awkward and laid back just staring at the ceiling.

"You did great by the way i forgot to tell you that. And I noticed you played your favorite song." He said. I look over at him as I noticed he was already looking at me, the way his eyes were dark but they still sparkled in the light the way his brown curly hair dropped along his head, each strand perfect. I placed my hand on the side of his face, gently rubbing his dark bruises. "It wasn't worth seeing you like this." He gave me a soft smile and placed his hand on mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. He gave me this look that made my heart skip a beat and have butterflies in my stomach. It all made me realize is this is what I might need, yes Fernando is not perfect he is not even close but that is what makes me think that we could try this again.

We moved a little closer to each other and I saw his eyes move towards my lips, he lifted his hand from mine and rubbed his thumb across my lips. He gave me this look almost asking if he can kiss me. I gave him a nod and he pulled my face to his. Our lips connected and the kiss was relentless and aggressive. Fernando pulls back and sits up, confused I also sit up where he put his hands on my hips pulling me on top of him, I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, then we went back into another kiss. I could feel my lips feeling sore for how aggressive he was being. I could feel his right hand glide against my thigh, our skin is radiating off heat and I swear I could hear his heart racing.
He took his hand off my thigh and into my hair as his lips slowly trailed off my lips and start from my jaw to my collarbone.

We had kissed many other times before but that time had felt different, it felt like we were floating. The way I could feel myself smiling and the warmth of Fernando was giving me. Compared to both boys, Rigel when we kissed it felt magical but it didn't feel like it was out of love and adoration but infatuation and escape. Fernando, it was perfect. It felt like love and it looked like he actually adored me. The way his kisses and touch all matched together, it felt like he has been craving this and maybe I have too.