Purity

Chapter 7

Side note: This song is in Spanish but it is about two magnets that will never make contact with each other because things have changed too much. They individually have changed so much that they are just no longer compatible which can be heavily applied to this story. 

Also, it's so nice to see the progress I've made since I was last on here. I was grounded for 10 months and I went from 500 views to nearly 7K views during that time.  Thank you very much for the support and I hope you all enjoy the following chapter. 

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A wave of dizziness overcame me as I was there on the floor.

I was so incredibly tired of having to wake up every single day to a new secret being unearthed. 

At that moment, I just wanted to run away from everything. I no longer cared that I had found Giovanni because he seemed to bring more trouble with him than positive feelings of happiness and relief. 

My head was spinning and I just wanted to get away from all of this nonsense. I grabbed the rail by the stairs and pulled myself up.

All of the men in the lobby were just standing there and it felt as if I had every single pair of eyes in this building on me. 

The most intense pair of eyes on me had to be those of my mother. 

I did not even want to look at her I just wanted to leave, leave and go as far away as possible. 

I started limping towards the exit and I walked through the crowd of suited men. At the entrance, I saw the last person I wanted to see. 

Giovanni.

"Orabella."

I ignored him and tried to push past him to the double doors offering me a temporary escape of everything. 

"You know I cannot let you leave, please try to understand". 

He then motioned for two men close and they quickly strutted towards me and locked their massive hands around my arms. 

I started to sob out of anger and sadness and just so many emotions mixed together. 

I felt imprisoned and betrayed and I just wanted to shrink away until I was nothing. 

They dragged me up those cursed stairs and Giovanni and my smirking mother followed close by. 

I did not even want to look at her. 

If she was in on this mafia $hit, then she for sure knew what Giorgio was trying to do. 

Just like Giovanni did. 

Why?

Because he was in on it too. 

I felt as if everyone I ever trusted or had an ounce of love for was just a lie made up of not just two faces but trillions. 

I was so angry and I began to sob as we finally reached a pair of tall, wooden double doors. 

One of the men pushed it open and inside were four chairs facing towards a balcony where the snow was seen falling outside.