VOCI (On Hold)

Entry 6

Bad first day,

Waking up feeling heavy is normal especially when I'm tired but it's a different thing this morning.

Still sleepy, I tried to open my eyes and see what's the heavy thing in my stomach.

I moved sideward and saw a sleeping face in front of me.

A guy?! What's he doing in my room?! 

My mind was racing, I panicked. I tried to get up but the hand on my stomach was firm and heavy it won't budge easily. I removed it and sat straight.

At first, I thought I was dreaming, that the whole trip to Italy was fake. I even pinched myself to wake myself up but it only hurts. Everything around me was real even the guy next to me.

Who is he?! Am I at the wrong house?!

If other people were in my position they would have already screamed but not me. I remain silent when I panic. My tongue shrunks I couldn't say a word.

I took the blanket closer to me and looked at the guy. He has a lightly tanned skin and dark brown hair. He's wearing a gray cotton shirt and black jogging pants. A good-looking guy to be honest.

Don't trust strangers especially good-looking ones. That's what my parents told me since I was a kid and I take that seriously.

While trying to figure out the situation, I felt him move. He's closer and his right arm's getting nearer again.

What to do?! I could just get off the bed that time but...

Without any hesitation, I kicked him with all my might, literally. He fell on the floor with a loud Thud. A few seconds after and he moved.

"Ohi!", he said.

He sat up and rubbed his head.

"Who are you?!", I said.

"What are you doing in my room?!"

He looked at me with his confused green eyes. He looked around then back at me.

He stand up and said, "Who are you?".

I got out of bed bewildered.

"I asked first, so answer me mister."

Smiling weirdly, he lift his hand, "I'm Gio and I own this room Signora. Now answer me, who are you and what are you doing in My room?"

"I'm Cara and this is My room from now on."

Call me rude but I didn't shake his hand because my guts told me so.

Before he could reply, we heard a knock. He opened and two people came in, a guy and a girl.

"What was that noise?", said the girl.

"I fell from the bed", Gio replied.

"What?, Why?", the other guy said.

"She kicked me out of the bed"

All eyes were on me, a girl in the corner confused of what's happening.

Fast forward, we were eating breakfast. The pixie haired girl on my left was Nadia, the man-bun guy on my right was Nicolas and the one in front me was Gio. It was awkwardly quiet at first because what happened. Turns out that the previous owner of the room was Gio. He was away for a month and wasn't informed that there's a new owner of his room. That's why he was also confused.

To break the ice, Nadia spoke, "So...Cara is your name?"

"Yes..."

"Do you know that cara means dear in Italian?"

"Yeah."

"Then can I call you Cara mia?", said Gio.

I looked at him. He was smiling teasingly. Annoying.

"No, I don't let anyone call me like that"

"That's bad, I thought I can call you Cara mia, you know to start our friendship."

If looks could kill, I might have already killed him with my stare. His friendly face hides his arrogance.

I'm not gonna take him lightly.