Coming Home In A Body Bag |Urban Fiction

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"Damn I'm late." Teresa mumbled looking at her bright phone checking the time.

She sighed and sat her phone down then realized it was almost dead. She started to get out of bed when Giovanni wouldn't let her go.

He had both of his arms around her and he was laying on her chest. Teresa couldn't help but smile at how cute he was when he slept.

She tried to move again but this time he shot up. "What's wrong?" He asked looking around the room.

Teresa smiled again. "I'm late for class." Giovanni frowned at what she said and sighed.

"Damn baby I'm sorry." He said. She tilted her head. The only time he called her baby was during sex.

"Giovanni?" She asked. "Hm?" He asked laying his head back down. She bit her lip.

"What are we?" She asked. Giovanni sighed a little and looked up at the ceiling. "Ion know...ion fuck wit labels."

She nodded slowly. "Oh." She whispered before clearing her throat. Giovanni looked at her then raised a brow.

"What you want us to be?" He asked. Teresa shrugged. "Ion know that's why I was asking you, I guess I just want some type of commitment."

Giovanni nodded. "Okay.." Teresa was kind of surprised. At first she thought he was a player that fucked every girl he came across but he was never like that.

"Why you look so surprised?" He asked. Teresa watched his pink lips move and smiled. "Nothing."

He poked his lips out and Teresa had to kiss them. "You were wild last night by the way." He told her.

Teresa smiled. "Really?" She asked. He nodded his head. She was even surprised.

"Hell yea." She laid on his chest. Giovanni wrapped his arms around her tightly like he didn't wanna let her go.

"Can I ask you a question? And I understand if you don't wanna talk about this but its been on my mind for the longest."

Teresa said. Giovanni looked at her then nodded. "What?" Teresa looked up at his bright hazel eyes.

The sun was peeking through the curtains letting her see his eyes perfectly.

"What happened to your parents?" She asked in a low whisper. He looked at Teresa then up at the ceiling.

He never told anyone about his parents..well his Mother. His father was alive and well in Italy along with the twins mother.

"My father is still alive." He said. Teresa nodded. "And I don't know my mother, she died giving birth to me."

Teresa frowned a little. "Oh.. I'm sorry I asked." Giovanni shook his head. "I don't wanna think about it." He mumbled closing his eyes.

Teresa nodded her head and noticed he was going back to sleep.

She checked the time again and sighed. If she didn't get ready now she was definitely gonna be late.