My Dead Ex Girlfriend

Chapter 43

I got into the train station. It was huge an amazing. I was traveling on my own. The feeling of it was the best thing ever. I felt independent from my mother and I felt like I can do everything in this world. I got into the line to buy me a ticket to Milan. Then it was my turn.

"One ticket to Milan please." I Said to the cashier. The cashier girl passed me the ticket and I gave her 30 euros, since that was the cost of the ticket.

I sat down to wait for the train. According to the cashier the train will arrive in ten minutes. I waited twenty.

The train arrived and I got it. I have never seen such a nice train before. It looked like a train from a movie. I sat down, in front of me there was an old lady and a old man. I wonder if me and Quinn would have been married if she didn't died, or I wouldn't break up with her. I put my backpack on the floor, took a nice book to read in which it was: The Book Thief.

"Kid." Said the old lady.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Is that book good?" She asked.

"Really good. It's one of my favourites." I Said as I looked at her.

"Can I borrow it for one second?"

"Sure." The old lady took the book. She looked at the cover and looked at some pages. She started reading it. I was hoping to read the book today, so I took out my cellphone and looked at the text messages that I had. The last text message that I had was from Jeff. He texted: Have a nice trip!

I looked at the window, and saw the pretty things of Italy. I never thought that Italy would be nice. The lady was still reading The Book Thief, I waited and waited for her to finish. After a while I saw that she closed the book.

"Nice book." She passed me the book.

"You finished it?"

"Yes, and I loved it. I was actually in Germany for the Second World War."

"You were?" I asked interested.

"Yes, my brother went to the war, and he died."

"I'm so sorry to hear that." I Said to the lady.

"Yeah, It was for the best."

"Are you German?" I Asked.

"Yes."

"I am half Spanish." I bragged about myself.

"Spain is a nice place." She Said.

"Yeah."

We had a silent moment. "Why are you going to Milan, kid?"

"I need to talk to some guy. He is a model and it is very important."

"You are going for the fashion week?"

"Yeah, to see this guy. How about you?"

"I am visiting my sister."

"Cool." I saw the book, I wanted to read it. So I opened it and started reading.

"It looks like we arrived to Milan." Said the old lady.

"Finally."

The train stopped. I took my backpack and got up from my seat.

"It was nice to talk to you." I Said.

"You too kid."

I got out of the train and saw Milan. It was such a nice place. When I got out of the train station, a lot of models were standing on the streets. It is the fashion week after all, I thought on my head. I ordered a taxi and got into it.

"Hey." I Said to the driver.

"Hey."

"You know a nice hotel to stay?" I Asked.

"Yeah, I'll take you."

"A cheap hotel."

"Are you and your girlfriend...?"

"She died. That's why I am here." I Said to the taxi driver. He looked like he made a mess.

"I'm so sorry. Well, I'll take you to the hotel."

"Thank you."

The driver took me to a nice hotel. I got out of the cab and got into the hotel. It was pretty nice. I asked for a room so I can stay, the guy in charge passed me a key to my room. I got into my room, it was amazing. I rested for a while and thought about Alessandro. He is a Italian model, he is good looking, he showed Quinn Italy. I fell asleep with that thought on my head.

****

"Good morning." I Said to the people on the hotel as I was leaving.

"Good morning!" They said joyful.

"Can I ask something, can I know where it is the fashion show of Dolce Gabbana?" I Asked to a guy.

"Are you and your girlfriend going there?" The guy asked me.

"She died."

"I'm so sorry to hear that." He took out a map, "in here," he made a circle on the map, "here is the fashion show of Dolce Gabbana, and the other fashion show of Calvin Klein will be on the same place later than this fashion show." He explained to me.

"Thank you so much." The guy passed me the map and I took it. I saved it on my backpack. I left the hotel and got outside of Milan.

As I was on the street, a lot of models were there. Some models were walking, eating, looking at the things of Milan, or ordering a cab.

"Taxi!" I Yelled. I looked at my right, there was a model also looking for a cab. The taxi arrived and the model got in.

"Hey, you want to share a cab?" He asked me.

"Sure." I sat down on the cab by the side of the Model.

"Where are you going?" The model looked at me as he asked.

"To the Dolce Gabbana fashion show."

"I am going there too." The taxi driver started driving to the fashion show.

"So, are you a model?" He asked me.

"I am looking for Alessandro Bianchi." I Said.

"Alessandro! I know that guy! He is an amazing model."

"You know him?" I Asked.

"Yeah, He is one of my best friends of the fashion show."

"You know if he is modelling for the Dolce Gabbana fashion show?" I asked him.

"He is modelling for Calvin Klein and for Dolce Gabbana. You need to talk to him?"

"Yeah, it's about my ex girlfriend."

"Is he now with your ex?" He asked.

"No. It's more difficult than that."

"Well, you can go backstage and you can talk to Alessandro."

"Sure I'll do." I smiled at him.

"What's your name?"

"Phillip. You?"

"Cameron."

"Are you Cameron Dallas?" I asked.

"No, but I am friend of him though." I laughed.

"My ex girlfriend loved him."

"Maybe she can meet him."

"No she can't, she is far away now."

"Oh," he stayed quiet, "well it looks like we arrived."

"Great." I got out of the car, also Cameron. Cameron and I payed for the cab.

"It was nice to meet you Phillip." He Said.

"You too Cameron."

"Well, I should go to backstage now, I hope to see you sometime."

"You too."

Cameron entered to the backstage and I got into the fashion show. Alessandro will be there and I will figure out who killed Quinn.