Star Cross Lovers with Guns

Chapter 48

Wrapping an arm under my sisters legs and the other holding her back, I scurry over to Luci's room as I place her in her own bed. Gently laying her down and pulling the sheets on top of her tiny yet heavy body, I place a small kiss on her forehead. Quietly exiting the room, I debate whether or not I should close the door.

     Shrugging my shoulders, I leave the door half open because she might get scared and would want to sleep with me. Walking down the stairs, I head towards the front door to check that it's locked. Passing by the living room, I say goodnight to the group of mothers there and informing them that I locked the door and how everyone should be upstairs asleep.

     On my way back up, I say goodnight to a couple of people who pass by and head to my section of the house. Opening my bedroom door, I close it behind me and begin to take off my joggers and tank top. Slipping on my over sized ACDC shirt that Gianluca gave me, I smile to myself while heading towards the washroom. I may have put all his belongings in a box that I can't find but this shirt was hidden at the bottom of my underwear drawer. A place I know the girls wouldn't look threw.

     Brushing my teeth, I finish up my night routine and run into my bedroom before flipping off the lights and hopping into bed. Reaching over for the television remote, I click on to Netflix and go to the continue watching section as my thumb presses down on Jumanji.
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     Finishing up my third movie, I decide to go to bed as it's already three in the morning. Turning off the flat screen, I place the remote on my nightstand and curl up into a little ball. My mind does it regular routine of slightly fantasizing about Gianluca and what out lives could have been that is until my eyes shoot open.

     A squeaking sound causes my body to stiffen as I hear my window open. My ears perk up as I heat the intruder jump into my bedroom while gently closing my window. My right hand reaches over for the golden and black baseball bat that I keep under my pillow incase for situations like these.

     My body remains still as I try to control my racing heart beat. The footsteps get louder as they make their way to my side of the bed. I grip my bat hard as I squeeze my eyes shut and try to ignore the pounding in my chest. Situations like these don't normally scare me. Maybe it has something to do with my parents not being home.

     Erasing that thought from my mind, I could feel the person standing right in front go me. As if on instinct, my arm shoots out from under the covers as I swing my bat and hit the person right behind his left kneecap. A male groan follows suit as I open my eyes and don't slow down. Extending my left leg, I kick him in the stomach and the sound of a thump is heard. My hand quickly reaches for my bedside lamp.

     Flicking it on, I get ready to swing at whoever this guy thinks he is that is until I see those familiar chocolate brown eyes and the face of the boy I once loved. "What the fuck Gianluca!" I shout in annoyance as I continue to grip my bat.