Kade was right about being here early in the morning, he didn't even spare me a few minutes to myself nor did I get a much needed beauty rest. Sleeping for six hours does not make it a beauty rest, eight hours does plus I should not be rushed like someone is waiting on me before they take their last breath. What Kade did is utter bullshit. Damn that arrogant cocky Italian hunk.
Currently I'm in the shower trying to warm myself up and if you must know I'm pissed to a point of no return. How wakes someone up with a jar full of cold water. I was not even that deep in my sleep to not have woken up if he gently asked but no the great Kaden Del Vecchio doesn't not ask nor does he know how to be gentle.
One thing I'm glad of though is that I finally finished packing yesterday. Who knew packing would take so long, but who blames me I'm a girl and I can never make up my mind. So I ended up taking a suitcase and not a duffel bag because apparently Holly was not sleeping during the conversation with Kade and she heard everything, so when packing she came barging in my room and giving me a lecture about how its like I'm going to a gym rather than 'fake girlfriend meeting parents' with my duffel bag.
So this is me with Kade who is constantly on his phone speaking in his stupid amazing Italian accent. It's really annoying how I don't know even a single word in Italian. I wonder how am I going to cope in Russia with all the Russians and Italians all in one room speaking god knows which lingo to each other, probably only English when they addressing me so I can understand.
I haven't known Kade for long but I can already tell that he is forever busy. At campus the only time I saw him slacking off was when he's necking on with someone or talking to that green-haired weirdo Christian. Speaking of Christian I haven't seen much of him lately and he's the only one that gives me that friendly vibe when I'm around them unlike that guy who's name is Phoenix, he's so serious and can not keep a smile for longer than a minute. He made the conversation back at the diner to feel a little awkward especially when he asked about Jonathan. I'm not really ready yet to discuss my life with anyone especially not some guys I just met, at least maybe Holly but other than that even Christian is a no.
JonathanI haven't thought of him much since I came here, I guess the city does that to people, make them forget all about their problems. I miss him, I may not show it but he was a part of me. He was my what werewolves call mate although in this case with no moon goddess or whoever choose their mates for them.
Then my mother. My dad has finally informed me that she has leukemia, I don't know much but the little he told me really kind of helped that I make a research of my own. She needs surgery ASAP and I know dad won't be able to cover it all so I really have to figure out how and where am I going to get a job because I need to cover for my own expenses.
"Hey Macy, what you thinking about." Kade suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts as he shoved his phone into his pocket after the pilot announced we are now taking off. Apparently he's their private pilot just like they have their own private jet. The pilot is also without a doubt between Italian and Russian.
"Nothing, just it's weird how one can speak fluent English and Italian. What are you a CIA agent or something because from the movies I've seen CIA agents are required to be fluent in basically every lingo there is and you seem to be well trained."
He looked at me skeptically then suddenly start laughing his arse off. I might have really cracked a serious joke to have him laugh like I've grown two heads. Now that I think of it, he's actually laughing! I mean I haven't known him for long only a week or so but really the guy has that intimidating look without been trying but hey there's always a reason why some other people react the way they do, experience is the best teacher so I'm not going to judge. At least he did laugh, well today!
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