Chapter 62

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Luke

I let my mind think of what Matteo just said, and it would have made perfect sense if I was actually running, but I'm not running away like he called it, if anything I would have loved to stay, but he had to understand that this place, New York, it's not my home, and it never will be

I looked at him and blew out a huge breath "you don't know me, and you think I'm running away" I muttered out and he just cocked his brows up at me

"You're right, I don't know you, but I know Stefano, and if there's one thing I've learnt from being his boyfriend is the fact that he doesn't surround himself with people who give up easily..." I scoffed, cutting him short

"You think I'm giving up easily"? I asked and he just shrugged, like he couldn't care less if I was, I ran my hand down my face before I got up from the couch, taking a few steps away from him, I turned my attention to the view from the balcony doors, with my hands on my waist, I sighed out heavily and turned back to face Matteo
"Look around you, I don't belong here, I don't belong in New York, I don't belong in Stefano's life, I don't even belong....." He cut me off standing up too and standing in front of me

"Is that what you think? That you don't belong here, that you don't belong in his life"? He asked and I just scoffed out

"Do I? Matteo, I'm not going to sit here and lie to myself, if I'm going to lie to everyone else, I at least owe myself the truth, I thought I could squeeze my way into his life and everything would be okay, but it's not, you don't like me, I don't know anyone here except you guys, I'm barely keeping a clear head everyday, and Hewitt, don't even get me started on him, i....." He cut me off taking another step closer to me

"Is that why you're leaving? Hewitt, is he the reason you're leaving"? He asked and I just clenched my jaw and looked away from him, of course he's the reason I'm leaving, he's the reason I came back after Stefano and I went to Italy, and if he's not in my life, I don't see a point of being here and having my heart broken every fucking day, that's not something I can endure, not again.

"I'm not like you, or Stefano, or even Spade, I can't.... I can't be here knowing that... I just can't" I whispered out looking into his eyes, which had suddenly grown soft the more he looked at me "I know everyone keeps telling me to give him time, he's going to come around, he's probably overwhelmed and shit like that, but Hewitt is not like Nate or Stefano, infact he's unlike anyone I've ever met in my life, he's different, I can't sit here and wait while...." I paused, not wanting to talk about how my heart will definitely get broken, because I know Hewitt, he won't stop, what I witnessed a week ago, he's not going to stop, and I don't know how much of that I can endure.

Matteo started at me for a while before he sighed out and clenched his jaw, I thought he would punch me, or say something degrading to me, but he didn't, instead he asked a question "are you going to tell him though"? He asked referring to Stefano

"I have to, I will tell him" I muttered out to him and he nodded slowly before he made his way back to the couch, he perched himself on it, and I followed suit, sitting down on the empty space close to him
We sat in silence for a good minute, neither of us speaking to the other, I didn't speak because I didn't know what to say, but I don't know why Matteo wasn't talking

"So...." Matteo's drawled out, causing me to look at him, he wasn't looking at me though "when did it happen"? He asked, causing me to frown as I felt kind of weird that he was talking to me civilly, asides the time Stefano forced him to talk to me about Hewitt, I don't think Matteo plays civil "I mean when did you realize that you'd fallen in love with him"? He asked referring to Hewitt, I just bit my lips and narrowed my eyes at him

"When did you realize you were in love with Stefano"? I asked and for the first time since I met him, he was blushing, he was flustered and kind of nervous.

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