Back where I Belong

Horrible start horrible finish

Sergio's pov--
I woke up and immediately groaned.
Today was the day that Lucia was moving in.
I did not want her too move in with me whatsoever.
I was still trying to make ends meet with Pilar but this wouldn't help at all.

I quickly put on a pair of sweats but kept my shirt off since I had the heat running in my house.
I made my way downstairs, with my phone in my hand.
I scrolled through Instagram to see Malia had posted a picture with Lucia.
'packing with bae' was the caption.
I rolled my eyes at the amount of bags I could see in the background of the picture. Lucia was always a very heavy packer due to the fact that she had a lot of clothes.
I found my gold chain lying on the kitchen counter so I decided to put it on so I won't lose it.

( a.n: in Sergio's recent Instagram pics, he has a gold chain on and it's so hot, he's such a fuckboy I love it😂😂)

I walked on my tile flooring towards my massive fridge and pulled out a strawberry banana smoothie drink and poured it into one of my tall glasses.
I noticed I had a text while plugging in my phone and I saw it was from malia.

Malia; me and Lucia will be at yours in 5 minutes

what the fuck, that's a little late notice, I just got up!
I looked on my phone to see it was 12:30, I guess I woke up a little late.

Sergio: ok fine, cya.

I plugged my phone into the speakers and turned on my rap playlist and 0-100 by drake began playing.
I turned on the sports Chanel and put it on mute while I waited for them to come.

Lucia pov---

I dragged some suitcases up to Sergio's front porch and rang the doorbell.
I shuffled a bit and looked down at my feet, already nervous for what to come.
I hated this arrangement and I blame Fabio for it all.
Sergio came to the door, looking like he had just woken up, his hair was tustled and he only wore a pair of grey sweatpants and a gold chain.
My eyes flashed over his shirtless body and some of his new tattoos and I felt my face go red.
I looked up to see him glaring at me.
"You brought enough stuff there?" his tone dripped with sarcasm causing me to roll my eyes and mumble swear words under my breath.
"You have something to say to me?" he clearly wasn't in a good mood and I wasn't either.
"Just let me in" I rolled my eyes.
"It's my house so you should have some respect for its owner" I saw the corners of his lips twitch into a smirk.
How am I going to live with this bastard.
I shove him aside although it takes a lot of force since he is a lot more muscular than I am. I heard him grunt at the contact.
"Whatever" me mumbled as he began walking off.
Malia came inside and dropped off the rest of my luggage. She said a short hello and Sergio but left soon after to go to a photoshoot for nikes new color way indoors.
Leaving me alone with sergio.
I watched as Sergio walked away from me and left me with all my things to carry upstairs to the guest room.
Typical asshole doesn't help me carry anything.
I lugged up my bags, one at the time.
After about 45 minutes I only had two bags left and my pillow and bedding.
I decided I could make it go faster and carried the two bags. I soon found I the hard way that I shouldn't have done that since I tripped on the step and went crashing down Sergio's carpeted stairs.
My head hit the railing but thankfully I landed on my bedding and pillow instead of on his tile flooring.
I could feel moisture dripping down my forehead and I let out a little yelp as I touched the injury with my hand, pulling it back to see bright red blood on my fingers.
"Sergio?" I tried to stay calm, I'm sure it wasn't that bad.
Unfortunately he didn't reply and I couldn't get up due to the fact that my bag landed on my chest and was pressing down on me.
"Sergio" I yelled a bit louder now, feeling a headache coming on.
Still no reply.
Fuck, what is he doing.
I felt tears brimming my eyes as the pain began tearing me apart.
Why did I have to move in with the man I hate most?
Why do I have to be the way I am?
I'm nothing but a skinny frail little girl.

I let the thoughts consume my brain as the blood pulsed down my forehead.
"Sergio" I yelled this time, with as much strength as I could muster.
I was feeling a bit weak and my head was throbbing.
All I could think about was how fluffy my pillow felt and then it all went black.

Sergio's pov---

"Sergio" I heard her yell for the third time and I ignored her.
I had heard a thump and a little yelp so I just assumed that she dropped her luggage down the stairs as wanted me to carry it up for her.
If she wanted I move in, she had to do it herself I thought as I flipped through the channels, landing on the Manchester United vs Manchester city game.
Man city was winning with a goal from Sergio aguero.
I sighed and decided that maybe I should check up on her.
"Lucia" I yelled loudly, hearing my voice echo throughout the hallways.
I walked closer to the stairway, still not hearing her. maybe she left, god I hope she did.
"Oh fuck" I mumbled as I took in the sight infront of me.
Lucia was ontop of her bedding with a massive suit case smashed ontop of her, but the worst thing about this was that her face was more pale than usual and there was blood sprinkled all over the place around her head.
Oh god no, was she dead?
"Lucia?" I quickly shuffled over to her body and took my sweats off, pressing them in the wound on her forehead.
I never should have let her do all that heavy lifting on her own.
I'm such an asshole sometimes.
I pulled out my phone and called 911
"Hello, yeah this girl--my girlfriend fell down the stairs and she has blood all over her head and she isn't waking up" I panicked at first and quickly checked to see that she had a pulse. She did, an she was also breathing which was a good sign.
"Ok, we will be over right away"
I have the phone lady my address and kept putting pressure on the wound.
"Lucia" I shook her lightly an her eyes fluttered for a moment.
"Marc?" she whispered. my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"It's sergio" I whispered.
She nodded, her eyes were slowly closing.
"No luc, stay awake, stay with me."
I shook her again, her green eyes fluttered open once more, just long enough for my to notice a tear drip out of one.
"I'm sorry Sergio" her voice was barely over a whisper.
"Lucia, help is coming, stay with me amour" I picked the suitcase off of her and cradled her tiny body in my arms while I waited for help to come.
Oh god I really hope she doesn't die.
I don't know what I would do without her.
Wait what am I talking about, I'm don't have feelings for lucia. do i? No I dont. I'm not good enough for her.
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Oh no Lucia is in trouble !!
I'll try update soon.
More characters will be introduced soon.
Sorry for the short chapter, it was longer but it got deleted:(
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