I'm sitting on the bus alone, although I feel anything but. The slight tremors as the tires hit the uneven ground keep me grounded, as I remember everything i've left behind. Although I'm not entirely sure where I'm headed to, I know that anything will be possible once I leave the very thing that has caused my misery for more than five years.
Without knowing I drift into the most peaceful sleep I've had in years, even though I'm on a shaky bus, with a quiet old bus driver, driving to who knows where.
I feel myself being shaken awake by the quiet old man with a barely audible, "Hai raggiunto la tua destinazione." From the little Italian I know I concluded that he had said I arrived. I thank him quietly while deciding not to ask where we've stopped, keeping it a mystery.
As I step off the bus I am happy that I had chosen it instead of the others. I am greeted by a warm breeze as I stare out at the vast ocean out ahead of me. I wonder where the bus had taken me but continue to walk the sand until I reach a somewhat deserted bar like restaurant.
I sit at a nearby stool that looks like its seen better days while looking around hoping to find a local that can help me. "Hello, is anybody here?" I call out not expecting a response from the otherwise desolate bar.
"Hello can I help you?" A deep accented baritone voice answered back to me. I was shocked to see an extremely tall blonde guy answer back to me.
He was extremely attractive with light almost invisible freckles on the tip of his nose, bright almost grey blue eyes, long wavy blonde hair, and a goatee. I thanked god for the darkness of my skin so he wouldn't be able to see the way I reacted to his unexpected beauty.
After a moment of just staring at him I realized I hadn't answered back so I hastily tried to make my brain function so I could make out some type of reply.
"Um-uh.... hi, I was wondering if you could tell me where I am?" I decided that me prolonging my knowledge as to where I was would do me no good.
He looked at me in awe for a second before he answered back to my question. "You must not be from around here your accent is very different. And how do you not know where you are bella?" I tried not to die as I realized he had called me pretty, and instead focused on how to respond to his question.
Before I could respond the unknown beautiful man started to sniff around where I sat almost like a dog. I was convinced this strikingly beautiful man was obviously crazy. Great out of all the bus rides I could have picked I chose one with beautiful crazy men, as if I hadn't already had enough of that.
"What the fuck? Are you crazy why are you smelling around like your some kind of dog?" Oh hell no, he better not be one of those crazy get out type of people. As quick as the words came out of my mouth I regretted them. I wish I wasn't so much of a motor mouth sometimes.
As I said the words, as if in some trance blondy quickly backed away from me. I noticed then his slight change in mood after I had said that.
"Sorry, you just smell really good. Anyways to answer your question your in, Elba, Elba, Italy." After he answered I was surprised at how far I had managed to travel. From the house in Rome, Elba was about a five or six hour drive.
"Uh, thank you I guess? Do you know any homes or hotels or even a motel I can stay at while I'm here?" Might as well ask him now before he goes all crazy again.
He stared at me for what seemed liked hours, as if trying to see my motives before he responds. "Yea, I do know a place but how long are you planning to stay? Oh, and don't think I didn't realize how you didn't answer my question." He says with a perfectly arched eyebrow raised.
"Well nosey, I'm planning on staying a while and you don't need to know why I'm here." To hell with formalities, if he decides to kill me o well.
"Ooh, somebodies attitude is definitely acting up. Whats got in your mutandine?" He asked with a smirk and playful look in his pretty eyes. I then realized how well his English was considered that we were so deep in Italy.
"Hey, why is your English so good? No one that I've meet on my way have spoken English or done it as well as you." I question thinking he might talk since he's in a good mood it seems.
"Really you think so? I've been practicing a lot but my accent is still very thick." He had a beautiful smile on after answering me like he was proud that I had noticed that.
"Yea it really is you're doing great. But anyways do you think you can take me the place where I can stay I'm pretty tired already." I question him with my best nice eyes.
He looks at me again with those questioning eyes, I guess trying to decide if I'm a threat or not before answering me. "Yea okay, but tomorrow you talk." He says in finality.
Yea right blondy you'll never get me to talk, is what I want to say instead I say, "Yea okay, lets get moving then."
"Did you drive here or...." He trails off while turning to me.
"No I took a bus here, oh and I never got your name, in case you end up killing me or something so I can leave the police a hint." I say in all seriousness.
Instead he just laughs at me saying, "Bella se volessi ucciderti, lo farei ma non e che devi preoccuparti." He laughs before stopping once he sees my deadpan expression.
"My name is Angelo, bella and yours?"
I chose not to comment on his previous slur of Italian not knowing what the fuck he said. Instead I answered with my name while getting up from the chair. "My name is Amethyst, encantado de conocerte?" I tried and failed terribly to say nice to meet you in Italian.
He left from where he was standing to join me while giving a hard ass laugh. "Bella, that is Spanish but it is very nice to meet you too." I felt slightly embarrassed but more pissed off when he just kept laughing at me.
"Well Angelo whatever the fuck can you please take me to this place cause I am really tired."
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hey guys welcome to my new book ! im going to try to make a series of books and i don't know if ill be continuing not planned,yet but hope you guys like it. oh and tell me if you guys want the translations next to the italian or at the end of the story ? Last thing please remember that I am getting these translations from google translate so im sorry if their shit.
TRANSLATIONS
"Hai raggiunto la tua destinazione" You have reached your destination.
"Mutandine" Panties.
"Bella" Pretty/Beautiful.
"Bella se volessi ucciderti, lo farei ma non e che devi preoccuparti" Pretty, if I wanted to kill you I would do it already but its not me you need to worry about.
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Amethyst (Slow Updates)
Short StoryShe's torn between two worlds after escaping something causing her pain for too many years. Until she finds herself on a mysterious island with even more mysterious men. (THE STORY IS NOT COMPLETELY EDITED) (WILL CONTAIN SITUATIONS THAT ARE HARD OR...
