The Secret Life of Blythe

7. Leo

With the news that Emelio and Gia are returning to the mansion tonight I tell Mattia I'm heading off to bed early. He nods telling me he had the exact same idea as me. So, after an early night cap we both head up the grand staircase to his wing. 
"Make sure you lock the door" he says with a seriousness to his tone. I raise the key in my hand as he nods.
"I don't trust her anymore than you do" I say chastising myself internally that I'm scared of a bloody small five foot seven witch.
"Okay well I'll catch you in the morning bro" he says before turning toward his own door hastily.
As soon as the lock's turned on my bedroom door, I lean against it in relief.  It's fucking ridiculous how them coming home is causing us both to hide away like little bitches in distress.  If only Mattia knew quite how much my anxiety is flaring up right now he might have accepted my request to go and sleep in a hotel tonight, but as it turns out he wouldn't allow it. He hates those two sending people running to the hills.

I take a long shower scrubbing away the New York grime from my pores. It's one thing I don't miss about being here. I can't wait to get back to the beach and breathe in the salty sea air. I call Blythe and try to remain as positive as possible but she knows me better than anyone. I distract her by bringing her to an orgasm, telling her exactly what to do with her hands.  She's so sexy, I pinch myself over and over again when I know that I get to call her mine. She tells me how happy she was with the flowers. I'll buy her all the flowers in the world if it makes her smile that way, I can't believe I've never thought of it before, I'm never away from her long enough, or upset her enough to go out and apologise to her with flowers like some men do.  I suppose absence makes the heart grow stronger as they say, being away, does make me want to send her gifts and loving messages non stop. We talk about the baby and the first scan next week, of which I'm ridiculously happy about, finally getting to see our little one. I'm gonna be like a kid on Christmas Day when we see him or her.

All too soon I'm feeling sleepy, happy again now that she's soothed my soul and lifted the anxiety away from my chest. We whisper our love and chuckle about who's hanging up before eventually the call ends and before long i'm drifting off to sleep happy to get this day over but still anxious about what tomorrow will bring.

A noise jolts me awake in the early hours of the morning, the room silent, but goosebumps cover my upper torso as I scramble for my phone and switch on the side lamp. It's coming up to three in the morning judging by my phone that i set back on the bedside table.  I pull myself up and lean back against the headboard rubbing my thumbs on my temples.  When I open my eyes again i nearly jump out of my skin at the sight of a woman standing at the end of the bed. 
"Jesus fucking hell Gia" I shout, feeling rattled.
"I didn't mean to scare you Leonardo, I needed to see you with my own eyes" she says quietly.
My first instinct is to cover myself up from her leering eyes, so I pull the sheet further up my torso as she laughs.
"Please not on my account, I was enjoying the show"
"Go fuck yourself" I bite back. She smiles at my words. 
"God I missed you Leo, you look insanely hot, even better than I imagined you would after all this time". She's fanning her face at my expense, so I snear back at her the rush of blood making me feel like my veins are bubbling.
"I wish I could say the same to you, but you're still the same slippery snake as you were all those years ago" i say, thinking about how she got in my room tonight.
That makes her sarky smile falter a bit and I'm happy. I'm probably the only male in New York that doesn't want to give her the time of day. She sits down on the edge of the bed sniffing.  I realise now she's wearing a see through baby doll, her breasts and thong visible through the sheer material.
I really want roll my eyes at the ridiculousness of her coming in here dressed like that, this is what she's always done to me. Years of wanting her but never being able to touch her because of the threat from her crazy father. Rather than helping us navigate through it, she tortured me more and more until I toppled over.
"You need to get the fuck out of this room Gia, I mean it" I say as she looks up at me with her watery eyes.
"Please , I just want to talk, that's all". 
"About what?  What do we have to talk about anymore?"
"I want to tell you how sorry I am, for everything"
"Too little too late" I scoff. 
"I was young Leo, jealous, I didn't know how to express myself without being cruel"
I roll my eyes yet again at her fake excuse for an apology. 
"Can you imagine what it was like for me? Watching the man I love fuck and flaunt hundreds of women in front of my face?" She spits out angrily.
"Why are you telling me this now Gia? This shit is what you should have said at the time, not now!"
"Instead of telling me that you felt the same way as I did, you damn near killed me! Ploughing me with drugs and toxic thoughts! I'd have done anything to impress you, you said jump I said how high" I shout.
"I'm sorry, I was hurting, I wanted you to hurt like I was" she whispers sadly.
"Bullshit! I was dying in front of your eyes, you knew exactly how much I was hurting! Can't you see how toxic that is Gia?" I ask feeling disgusted with her.
"Of course I can now, but I was a young girl Leo! I didn't know the pain I was causing, not really, or the consequences of my actions" she adds sadly. 
"Well thank you for the apology but I want you to leave" I say not believing a word that comes out of her mouth, I just need her to get out of this room, like now.
"You used to look at me like I was the only woman in the world?"
She's right I did at one point.  Damn well thought I loved her before I came to my senses.  I thought she was playing me along, it was always a game to her but that stupid something inside me could never say no to her. Darkness calls to darkness I suppose.
Now having her actually confirm that she was doing it all out jealousy's a real bitter pill to swallow.
"Do you know what the after effect of it all did to me?"
"I'm sorry" she looks toward the floor in what appears to be shame but I highly doubt it knowing her.
"I was so fucked up Gia!  I couldn't even get it up for a year after I left, that's what lasting effect that life had on me, I felt battered and worn out both physically and mentally" I shout furiously.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'll say it a million times Leo if you'll hear me, I damaged myself too you know" she sneers.
"I highly doubt that" I scoff.