Star Cross Lovers with Guns

Chapter 15

     My slowly open as the loud annoying sound of a beeping machine rings threw my ears. Sitting up slightly, my eyes travel around the room. An I.V. cord is shoved into my skin while connected to the clear bag of liquid that rests beside my bed. Wires litter my arms as they each connect to a different machine that rest behind me. That irritation sound of my heart monitor rings throughout the room—that was the stupid beeping noise I heard when I woke up.

     Gazing towards the window, the sun shinning threw makes me realize that it's some time during the day—clearly early morning. Looking around the room, everything comes off as blurry. Tapping my face, my glasses aren't there and I begin to look around for them until I spot them on the night stand besides the bed. Shoving them on, I groan while rolling my eyes. I'm in Luca's bedroom.

The sound of flushing catches my attention as I snap my head towards the washroom door. Second later, Gianluca comes out. He stops in his tracks as his eyes connect with mine. A smile grows on his face as he rushes towards me. "Your awake!" Pulling me into a tight hug, I suck in a breath while quickly patting him on the back to pull away.

     Getting the message, I breath out while handing him a weak smile before lying back down. Staring up at the washed out white ceiling, I hear Gianluca sigh. "You're ignoring me aren't you?" I don't answer him. I may be happy to see him but it doesn't mean I forgive him. He slept with dozens of girls while I was in that basement being treated like shit. My eyes widen as I look down at the bed. Ew. They slept in this bed.

"Fucking disgusting." Scrunching up my nose, I throw the sheets off me. "Can't believe I was sleeping in the bed you had sex in with your lady friends."

Gianluca smiles slightly. "So. You are speaking to me?" Handing him a glare, I turn towards the window. He sighs again. "I'll take that as a no." It goes quiet for a couple of seconds before he speaks. "Why? I am here aren't I?"

I look at him, rage filling my eyes. "That's not the point." I spit at him and slowly sit up while placing my back completely on the headboard.

"Then what is it?"

"I gave you a chance." My voice is dry and low but I ignore it as I try speaking lightly. "I told you that you need to prove to me that you care, but sadly you failed. Instead of coming to see me, you went around playing stripper and slept with barbie dolls." Glaring at him, I roll my eyes. "I'm cool with that, it shows me how much you really care. So, enjoy your life without me because like I said before I want you to stay the fuck away from me. That means me getting my own room, with my own bed, own bathroom, own everything—that's away from you." I huff.

His face falls after I said that, but it soon recovers with his face lighting up as if something clicked in that stupid head of his. Luca looks at me and comes to close for my liking. His lips run against my cheek making its way towards my ear. I shiver when he breathes into my ear, "Too bad. My father won't let you alone in a room, so, you're stuck with me and consider this a lock down. You're not leaving. The only time you leave is when my dad tortures you."

     Pulling away, he heads towards the door. "Get some rest, we'll continue the torturing Friday." With that he leaves, slamming the door behind him.

Groaning, I roll my eyes at his dumb-ass while resting my head comfortably on the pillow. "Thank god it's Monday." I mumble to myself. Slowly drifting off to sleep.

Gianluca's P.O.V.

I make my way towards dad's office. I have a plan to make Fionia trust me again. After talking to her, I realized that what I did was wrong. I needed to fuck girls to clear my mind and surprisingly it worked. It was a bad idea to fuck them at least a little game came to mind. The only way to get back her trust is to give her what she wants. I'll play a little game that I like to call 'flirting'. I know that she still likes me and if I flirt with her long enough that could help our situation.

     Knocking on dad's office door, I hear a 'come in' and step into his office closing the door behind me. "Son, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Fionia?"

"She's most probably asleep, but that's not important. I have a plan." I smirk at him.

Dad smirks back, gesturing for me to sit down in the chair in front of him. "Speak."

"How about if we play a game with her?"

"What type of game?" He asks, leaning over his desk. His dark eyes shine in delight as he plasters a tight lip grin.

I first explain my situation with Fionia when I lost her trust and how I was going to regain it with this game. "—It will only take place in a month's time from now. I first need Fionia to completely hate me in order for this to work." I finish while running a hand threw my hair.

Dad sends me a toothy smiles. It's his special 'I'm proud of you' smile. "I'm so proud of you son." Called it. "One day, when you take over the gang you will become a great leader."

"Thanks dad. I hope this works."

     "Don't worry son. It will." Dad says as he leans back in his chair with a smug smile on his face.

     This is not going to end well.