Amore Pericoloso

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Previously on AP

Walking out into the room more I head for the closet opening it.

I gasp and cover my mouth looking at the walk-in closet full of clothes

I can't take any of this.

I hurriedly went over to pull an outfit on, Blacked ripped jeans, a white tank top, Black bomber jacket, and my old combat boots.

I put up my tangled, fluffy hair into a pony tail, that's so hard to handle and headed towards the hotel door.

Leaving.

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I walk down the stairwell of the hotel instead of taking the elevator. I walk up to the front desk seeing a middle-aged man behind the desk talking to a lady, once she leaves I walk up towards the desk.

"How much is for room 100 where I was staying?" I asked remembering the room that I was staying in.

He sits back on a chair and starts typing furiously on a computer in front of him.

"Miss the room has been paid for, you have three weeks to stay in that room" I sigh annoyed and frustrated

"Who paid for it?" Running my hand through my hair letting out a breath

"We are not able to give out such information" nodding I mumble a thanks and Turned on my heel walking out of the Hotel.

I walked down the busy streets of New York thinking negatively again

I have nowhere to go.

No family, they're all dead.

No money, I've been broke from the start so it wouldn't of made a difference

No Home, except of that Hotel room that I don't own, and my little abandoned house with my rats.

I go to the side of a restaurant named 'Per Se' (It's a real restaurant but I've never been there) and take a seat on a bench that was on the side of it.

Running my hand through my hair, I place my elbows on my thighs, putting my head in my hand.

A door opens next to me slamming onto a wall behind it.

A lady with a white blouse, black pants, and her hair pinned into a neat bun walked out of the back of the restaurant with a large garbage bag.

She Throws the bag into the dumpster turning to head back into the restaurant.

The lady Freezes and turns to look at me, not noticing I was there.

I didn't look up nor did I say a word.

"Aye, you girl" I look to the left of me wondering who she was talking to but my dumbass realized that se was talking to me.

"yes you" She rolled her eyes when she saw me looking around

"Why you sitting out here lookin' lonely" I shrugged looking up at the stranger

"Tough Day and nowhere to go, I don't even know anything about this big city or this state" She looks at me for a while like she's contemplating something.

"Follow me." She says turning around and heading inside of the decorative restaurant.

The Food Aroma hit me making my chunky stomach grumble loudly.

She turns around obviously heading my stomach.

She turns back around and start walking towards a room that says Employees room

Haunting memories of what happened flashed in my head.

I shake my head, focusing on the present.

We walked into the room to see people seated around the room eating.

I it in a single chair as she sits in front of me.

"Where you from What's your name How are you?" she rushed bombarding me with questions.

"I'm Amara Sol, I'm from Chicago , and I'm 18." I say with no expression pasted on my face. The girl just looks at me weirdly when I mention my age

"Where do you live in New York" She asks tapping on the table

"no where" I bluntly state

"You're staying with me , upstairs." She says no room for discussion. my eyes widen at hoe she's going to let stranger stay with her, that she met outside. My eyes start tearing up at her kindness

I turn my head to notice that it got quiet and people were listening intently

But I didn't care at this very moment

"Also you're being given the job since I'm the owner of this lovely restaurant" My head snaps towards her, a big smile appearing on my face.

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