Celeste Bennet is only 18 and she's already ran out of luck.
Fresh out of high school, valedictorian but the weakest link in the family. Being sexually assaulted various times at a young age really took a toll on such a young girl, leaving her with...
you do shit on purpose you get mad and you break things feel bad, try to fix things
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Giovanni's POV
I smashed everything in my line of fire.
Once she walked out, I knew I had to go after her but I couldn't run after her. I didn't want it to seem like I cared when I do but I shouldn't. I wanted to scoop her up while she was walking away and bring her back in the house but my subconscious told me I can't give in. Rico's still watching. I can't let him do the same to her. The only thing I could do was smash everything so that brings us back to now.
I leaned my elbows onto my knees with my head in my hands, thinking. I was shaking fiercely and I didn't know what to do. She had only left 45 minutes ago and It felt like she's been gone for hours.
For some reason, I felt Dahlia's presence around me. Something in my heart is telling me to go after her but I can't risk him hurting her too. These past 3 days has practically been hell for me. Celeste is a beautiful girl but I don't want to get her into something she shouldn't be in.
She has a baby for god's sake, go get her! My subconscious yells.
With that being said, I jumped up out of my seat and ran to the door. I grabbed the key to my red Infiniti Q50. Speeding down the way, I pulled to a stop at an intersection. A small car was stopped the opposite from me and because I just got there, they had the right away to go first. So, I sat there impatiently as he slowly crossed over.
But thankfully he did because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have looked to my left and saw Celeste laying under a sign by some bushes, cradling Dro while they were fast asleep. I put my car in park so quick, it jerked forwards a bit as I slung my door open.
I didn't hesitate to scoop Dro up first and set him in the car in a booster seat I have for my niece who's around the same age as Dro.
After buckling him up, I turned around expecting to see Celeste still fast asleep but was met face to face with a very angry Celeste. She connected her hand to my cheek before I could even blink.
I can't even be mad at her, I slammed the door in her baby's face but I promise you I didn't do it on purpose. It is then I see that tears are flowing down her face. Still can't blame her.
When she noticed that I wasn't going to hit her back or anything, she took that as an advantage to swing again but this time, I caught her before it connected. She looked at my hand holding her wrist horrified by my quick reflexes.
