This Thing Of Ours

The Madre

Watching TV series and eating tons of junk food.

That's basically how I spent the past 5 days following that horrible night of my parent's anniversary.

When I woke up later that night after crying myself to sleep I saw my dad standing beside the bed that I was mysteriously put in. He carried a guilty look on his face, but without giving him a chance to talk, I pulled my shit together and left the hotel ignoring all of my dad's pleas to listen to him.

I couldn't. He betrayed me

Of course that doesn't mean he hasn't been calling me everyday since then. My mother calls me every single day too but I don't bother answering either of them. I'm too hurt to talk to the both of them. I haven't left my apartment for 5 days and even called my boss and told him that i'm taking the week off. I can't deal with people right now.

Surprisingly "he" didn't try to contact me after that night. I'm very thankful for this, but extremely confused. He did send a silent message though by sending me five of his men to keep an eye on the apartment. To Keep an eye on me.

All of my dad's guards have been switched with Sebastian's men who were mostly Italian except for my most trusted guard, Lincoln. I don't know how Sebastian knew but he simply made them all leave except for Lincoln. He knows I trust Lincoln.

His men patrol around the building and my apartment all day with not a single emotion showing on their faces. They don't talk to me and I don't talk to them. We sometimes communicate through Lincoln wanting to know if I need anything. As if I'd ask them for any help.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. When did my life become so messy. This is why I avoided my family like the plague for the past two years.

I wrap the knitted blanket tighter around me with a sigh. How did I get into this mess.

I'm currently sitting on my seamless L shaped sofa and cocooned by my colorful blanket and a bunch of multicolored pillows which look as if a rainbow puked on them.

The living room is my favorite place in the apartment, apart from the fridge of course. Its just very colorful and cheerful.

The Vampire Diaries is currently playing on TV but my mind is somewhere else. With someone else.

"Are you really watching the Klaroline phonecall...Again" my best friend's voice startles me as she says in an exasperated sigh.

Bitch is gonna give me a heart attack one day

"Morning to you too Cora." I turn to face my dark skinned friend with a sarcastic smile. "And yes, Its a beautiful phone call that shows me there are still decent men out there who care about the girl's happiness even if its not with them." Its true, Klaus Mikaelson talking to Caroline Forbes on the phone gives me hope that genuine true love exists.

"I get it Addy, you love them but c'mon we've seen this scene ten times already." Cora pouts.

Cora's been my best friend ever since I've learned what a best friend is. We've been inseparable since we were two little girls dreaming about unicorns and fairies. Me and her decided to move together when we finished high school and we both agreed to live in a small apartment, since Cora can't afford something higher than that. I honestly didn't care as long as I was away from the rich snobs.

Cora knows about the Mafia because I told her a long time ago. My father made her swear on Omertà -the code of silence- or he'll have to do something he will regret. He literally told her that.

Best friend's parents goals

"Sorry CoCo it just takes my mind off of this whole messy marriage thing."