𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘. / 𝙈.𝙋 𝙓 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙓 𝙆.𝘾 /

𝐈 • 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝗴𝐨.

Season 2, Chapter 1

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Third person

Mattia angerly gazed at the speechless girl. She wasn't sure what to say, she would sound suspicious with any answer she could come up with. Trust was a valuable thing, also a thing they deep down both knew they didnt have, yet. The fact was undeniable, she was in the bathroom calling another boy, who had feelings for her, in a quiet tone for the purpose of hiding it from Mattia. That was hell of a reason to be upset, a misunderstanding, however. 

"Why does he have your number?" His fingers laced through his hair in frustration, "No...Why did you answer?"

"I don't—"

"But above all, why are you doing this while I was asleep? What are you planning, De La Cruz?" He interuppted, gripping onto her wrist with painful force.

Looking up at his puzzling expression, her eyes slightly widen at his sudden reaction. "Let go of me, you're hurting me." 

"What are you planning against me!" He shoved her wrists towards him, "Tell me."

Her eyes shuttered in disbelief. He was never going to trust her, even after the pathetic moments she's shared with him. It only makes her feel stupid for sharing it with him, only more idiotic of her to have believed they could possibly work when he's her family's biggest opposition. She ruined it all for this boy. She's failed. 

"Talk!" He snapped her out of her trance.

"Nothing!" She explained, "If there's no trust between us, there's NOTHING."

His gaze softened, "Do you trust me, Mattia?" 

He stayed quiet for a moment, looking at her pleading face that practically yelled 'trust me, please.' 

His mouth gaped open slightly, hesitating, "I dont."

He let go his grip on her wrist and turned to leave the room. Y/n's hand dropped lifelessly, as she took in everything that just went down. She sighed, trying to ignore the unfamilar heartache in her heart.

Y/n

The ball ceremony was starting soon, so I vowed to myself to forget everything between me and Mattia and enjoy the evening. After all, there was no compromises to the one night stand. That's what I'll deem it to be, a one night stand. Once I was ready, I looked in the mirror to see the final look. (Imagine however you want to look like for the ball!) I looked stunning, surely enough to capture the attention of everyone at the ball. "Fine, If Mattia doesn't want me then I'll find someone else who will," I smiled. I headed down the case of stairs with the girls and we all looked at Mattia at the entrance. He was opening the door of his car for a blonde girl in a midnight blue dress. My breath hitched at the sight of it. 

The girl's turned to look at me, "We figured he was going to the ball with you, Y/n?"

"What? Why would he?" I laughed, "We're just strictly business partners." Avani frowned at me but interlocked her arms with mines. "Let's have fun tonight!"

--TIME SKIP-- 3rd POV

The girls stepped out the limo, their beauty capturing the attention of the photographers. They stepped aside for the last beauty to step out of the car. Y/n's expensive heel stepped out of the car before totally revealing herself to the crowd and immediately photographers flashed their camera's at her. The place went loud with camera clicking and flashing, Y/n placed her graceful hand over her eyes to shun out the flashing lights. The girls walked together in unison, avoiding the hands and calls from the people behind the many body guards and security. It was a full ball tonight, the eyes of men wandered and gazed upon the group of girls like unclaimed gems. It was courtesy to bow down in respect of the elite sponsers of the ball held every year, The Polibio's and De La Cruz's being the top funders. They bowed down to them and soon, men swooned over them for a dance or a small talk. After greeting the elites and other acquaintances from Europe, Y/n and Avani sat at their designated and honorable seats. They were offered drinks and spent their time gossiping about drama in the ballroom.