Very sorry for the long hiatus, but I am back to finish this story now and I can't wait to share it with you 🤭 Thanks to everyone who waited so patiently!
🎶 Chiquitita — ABBA 🎶
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
📍 Turin, Italy beatrice.agnelli1 Not in the mood for guests
iamfabiomiretti She did NOT hold back user1 I feel you, my social battery is dead all the time too 😩 andrea_cambiaso I'm sure you will have so much fun with your new friend 😍 Replying to andrea_cambiaso: user2 Wait a min, who's he talking about? New bf?! 👀👀 ferrantorres My invite must have gotten lost in the mail... Replying to ferrantorres: beatrice.agnelli1 My social battery is at 1% and that can't bear your loud Spanish ass ❤️ user3 She's so pick me and that's not the way to treat your players Replying to user3: beatrice.agnelli1 I feel like that because those overpaid idiots can't find the back of a net user4 Iconic comeback queen 👑 dean_huijsen_fanpage Dean dodged a bullet
"You still haven't told me how the hell you know that hoe!" I shouted as I threw some decorative pillows onto the sofa where Kenan was chilling on, in an effort to make the place somewhat presentable for the guests that were arriving any minute now. That also included hiding all proof of Kenan living here and of me being a delusional girl that had bought a house just to dream about playing happy family. "You look so hot when you're jealous" he replied amusedly, his hands interlaced behind his head as he was chewing on a gum. I shot the next pillow straight at his face, which only made him laugh more. "Chill! She's on the marketing team, she was at some shoots and coordinated them, we small talked sometimes, nothing ever happened!" he explained.
"And it will stay like that!" I threatened him with my index finger. The doorbell rang, interrupting us and I opened up to find Nicolo and his girlfriend Giulia. I greeted them and took the wine they had brought from her hands. "You're early" Nicolo commented when he saw Kenan already lying on my couch with some ice cooling his knee. "Yeah, I'm always bored" he justified himself as he greeted the two. The others also arrived, including Gianna, who had definitely gone to the hairdresser before coming here.
We chatted and ate from the charcuterie boards that I had ordered while drinking wine (except for Kenan). Gianna was engrossed in a conversation with India and Kenan while I was stuck next to Andrea. He was telling me all about how hard our CL draw was when he leaned forward to grab his wine glass. But somehow, he must have grabbed it too hard and it broke in his hand, making the glass fly around and cut into his palm, which quickly turned red from the blood it was losing.
The girls and Fabio shrieked, while Nico looked like he was going to throw up at the sight. "Fuck!" Andrea shouted and I quickly grabbed a kitchen towel that I wrapped around the hand. "Come on, we should wash it off to see if there's some glass shards" I told him, keeping a cool head. He followed me upstairs to the big bathroom and I signalled him to sit down on the edge of the bathtub. I opened up a cabinet to find some bandages, and I jumped at the sound of his triumphant voice behind me.
"HA! I knew it!" he exclaimed and walked over to take out a men's shaving cream from the cabinet I had opened. "Gillette... We all know who does commercials for that brand" he said and wiggled with his eyebrows. "A lot of guys use that brand, it's probably from some old hook-up of mine" I tried to shrug it off, but he was onto me. "Didn't you say you just moved into this house? And those two toothbrushes over there? I'll give you a 100€ if I'm wrong, but I bet you're living here with Kenan" he said with an amused smile.
"Ok fine, I do! Now let's wash off your hand" I huffed annoyedly, trying to not make a big deal of this. "Don't worry, it's not deep, I did it on purpose. I had my suspicions and just wanted to stick my nose into more parts of the house" he replied, seemingly proud of himself, while I looked at him disturbedly. "What the hell?! You cut your hand on purpose just to prove a point?!" I hissed as he was rinsing off his hand before taking the bandage from my hand.
"So, are you back together now?" he asked as if he was doing the most obvious thing in this world. "It's... complicated" I replied. "You fucking?" he asked without any inhibition. "No. Not like it's your business though" I scoffed. "Hey, I think that every gossip is my business" he justified himself and I just furrowed my eyebrows. "You're so Italian" I spat. "Oh, the Princess is not Italian now anymore? Are you leaning more towards German or Turkish now?" he teased me.
"The way you're acting reminds me of some German dictator" he joked, but I was fuming. "Are you done now? And one word to the others-" I threatened, making a sign of cutting my throat. But as soon as we went downstairs, Andrea opened his arms triumphantly. "Guess who's back? Kenan and Bea are!" he announced to everyone who looked at him confusedly. "I swear, I'll terminate your contract" I said through gritted teeth.
"Ahhhh! I knew it, I knew it that you would get back together!" Giulia squealed and threw her arms around me. Gianna looked a bit out of place now and out of all the emotions that were going through my body, I was probably feeling pity for her the most, I don't know why. Maybe because I never knew rejection, what it meant to have to fight for someone's attention. Everything always revolved around me, and I really noticed it only now.
Kenan noticed that something was wrong with me while all the others, except for Gianna, were now loudly chattering, everyone explaining their theories on how we had gotten back together. He wished he could move, instead he could only pat the space on the sofa next to him, sending me a sorry look. But instead, I walked to the kitchen, trying to escape the noise that was ringing in my ears. I was barely able to breathe and I grabbed the counter, my knuckles going white, to steady myself while I tried to pour myself a glass of water.
I didn't even jump when I finally felt two arms wrapping around my waist behind me, because they were the only thing that could save me now. I felt like drowning and he was reaching out his hand for me. "It's ok, I'm here" Kenan whispered and pressed a kiss onto my head while I tried to get my breathing back under control. "It's just... so much. I'm exhausted and drained... I... can't" I sighed and felt a tear running down my cheek.
"I'm here now, and I won't leave again" Kenan replied and I nodded, burying my head in his chest. He knew that cheering me up was useless, what I needed was his comfort and knowing that he was there to back me up. "Want me to send them home?" he asked, reading my mind, and I quickly nodded. I crouched down in my kitchen and just cried - it was pathetic. There were people out there with real problems, not able to afford housing or food, and I was here in my huge villa, with millions in my bank account, crying because I was simply overwhelmed with my job and feelings.
I don't know how much time passed until I finally made my way upstairs where Kenan had already gotten into bed. "I figured you wanted to be alone for a minute" he mumbled, before resuming to scroll around on his phone. "Kenan, I need you. No more games, no more pretending. I need you to... just be there for me as I try to navigate my crazy life. And I know it's a lot to ask because you have your own career too and-" I started, but he cut me off.
"There's not a lot I can do right now anyways, Bibi" he sighed and nodded at his bandaged knee. "I'm here for you, no games, no pretending. But you have to ask yourself if this is the life you want to share with me. This may sound selfish but... I don't want to mourn you someday because you couldn't handle the pressure anymore - you know what I mean. I want a life with you, please" he said, his eyes already speaking volumes. "It's just a rough season, it will get better. I promise to take breaks" I replied.
