Vincenzo. P. O. VI closed my eyes, she made us run like crazy. But what happened? if she really liked her family and wanted to go back why did she come to the beach? I felt like someone had their hard gaze fixed on me.
"Amore you can stop admiring me?"
She jumped and said nothing, making me happy on the inside.
She's just too cute. But every time I look at those sad eyes she reminds me of Samantha, those same green hazel eyes. Her same exact face. Samantha. Her name bounced around my heart. Rose is different but at the same time she resembles her.
The car stopped making me get up. Rose was already getting out, her hand still clutching the picture of her family. When Amelia was about to get out a piece of crumpled paper fell out of her hands.
"Shit." she muttered.
I looked at her and then bent down to pick the note up. What's this?
I read the note.
Richard? Was she dating him? I need to ask her. I could feel my veins from my neck popping. I turned and looked at Amelia who looked down. Her face was flustered.
I rushed inside the house and sweetly asked her.
"Amore?"
"Yes?" she looked back with her hazel green eyes.
"What's this?" I asked pointing at the note that was in my hand holding up to her .
She didn't say anything but to ignore my question. I fisted my hands.
"I am asking you something Rose," I asked furiously. "Don't make me come for you and get it out." she looked at me with shock. "Who is Richard?" I screamed at her making her flinch, tears formed her eyes.
My heart slowed the pace down when her tears slide down her cheeks.
"It doesn't matter who he is now, he's.....gone." she said and ran upstairs.
I looked at the note and threw it across the floor angrily.
"Vin-sir-Umm" Amelia shuttered. "I apologize for her behaviour, she's not her today." I looked at her, and she instantly looked down. "Have a goodnight sir." and she soon went up the stairs.
I will talk to her tomorrow. But I can't wait till then. Hmmm but I got to.
God this damn girl. What's she doing to me?
I went upstairs and stopped at Rose's door. Her sink was turned on as well with the shower water that was running down. I could hear some small cry's.
Is she crying?
I turned the doorknob but it was locked.
Who the hell put a damn lock on the door. I will tell her the rules tomorrow.
If she wants to stay here she need to obey each and every rule, or there would be consequences that she would have to face.
I am trying really hard to keep her away from me, but her facial expressions reminds me of Samantha.
I shook that thought away from my mind and headed towards my room, a quick shower and then go to bed.
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Keep On Breaking
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