𝑬𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚡 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

#3 || 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Five in the morning, you would got up from the bed, not being able to remove your shoes last night. Staring up the ceiling, watching the ceiling fan to rotate over and so does your mind.

Why are you so anxious of being helped by other people, yes, you have trust issues. You don't trust anyone anymore.

Upon packing your stuff, you did it once your mind, and had a chance since the whole house was oddly tranquil.

These guys seems very peaceful, friendly and treating themselves as family. Still you have that doubt.

The way how they fixate everything, you would see the curiosity in their eyes. Mostly it makes you nervous, and hand-wringing about a nonsense topic. But they would stall the topic about you before proceeding to other one.

Kinda makes you uncomfortable but Antonio said that they just wanna know you since you came from Petersburg. And acts and speaks exactly like a Russian.

"Maybe seeing you fine, happy and successful in Paris would be enough for us."

Antonio is really a nice guy but no, you're not staying for so long. And it might be not safe for you to stay here in Venice.

Who knows if anyone find out who really you are.

Slinging the straps of your bag on your shoulder and putting your beanie on you're good to go.

Upon silently walking in the hallway you'd being careful not to make any noise. Gladly the wooden floor aren't creaky enough to wake someone up.

But you skidded to a halt when you saw a fluff ball mewled at you. Your sudden sliding on the floor made a little bit noise making you to cover your mouth.

A white tabby cat with mottled brown spots around its body and weird enough, it had the familiar curl.

The cat looked at you, and you sit up seeing it moves erratically. This makes you to tilt your head, a cat never tilt it's head as you do so!

You noticed the collar with italian flag tag, that means it was indeed from the Vargas brothers. The cat raised it's fluffy paw showing that pink toe beans, and it mew again.

As you, you panicked suddenly because if the cat starts meowing making sounds and the people around the house would wake up, you're screwed that you're sneaking out in the middle of the morning.

So you picked up the cat, noticing that there's no annoying bell attached on its collar.

'what would I do with this cat-'

You stood up briefly, still holding the cat, you out your things around your body and carefully going down the stairs.

Hiding on the stairs peeking out from the living room if there's anyone downstairs. The cat would look up on you confusedly, and you would look down the cat getting it caught staring at you.

'odd cat I must say. . .'

Once you cleared that there's no one in the living room, dining and kitchen, you put down the cat on the couch and gladly it stayed there, its eyes following which side where you go.

You picked up a small vase, putting it on the side of the door. The lock is just easy to remove so you opened the door slowly but when you took a last glance at the cat, you've got an idea.

When you left the house, you were greeted by the cold breeze of the wind, it rained last night so no wonder the wind is so cold.

Lugging your bags closer to your body would be enough for you to keep you warm, you're saving your clothes for the next destination.