he's a prince working with police to find a criminal by using his charm. but he has a history of his own. his brother falls in love with her, but what happens if he falls in love with her too? will this love last? be taken down by a bullet? who will...
alejandro: are you actually pregnant with mattia's kid?
my heart sank. oh shit how did he know?! kairi wouldn't tell him would he?!
y/n: haha. don't be silly alejandro. alejandro: y/n, I'm being serious. I heard u talking on the phone about it.
shit. he got me there.
y/n: alejandro, you weren't supposed to find out this way- alejandro: so when were u planning on telling me huh?! when my feelings for u got stronger?!!
he was raising his voice and I heard the pain in it. his eyes were watering.
i stayed silent because he actually had a point. when was I gonna tell him?
alejandro: and to think u actually had feelings for me.
y/n: im sor- alejandro: no! I don't want to hear ur shitty excuses! u hurt me. don't you get it?
tears fell from his eyes and I felt horrible. what did I do to him?
we stayed silent the whole car ride. what felt like days we finally arrived at the cabin. i stepped out the car and stretched. everyone else parked their car in the drive way and we all stood next to each other looking at the cabin:
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it was beautiful. nothing like I've ever seen.
Chris: *sighs* well say hello to our new home. y/n: what do u mean, our new home? mattia: were not gonna be able to go back to the mansion. like ever. remember we're on the run. Chris: were? no u guys not me. alejandro: Chris, u do realize u and I would also be arrested for hiding criminals Chris: shit. alright shut up. let's go.
we walk in the cabin. Chris: oh and, there's only 3 rooms. I call having my own room. y/n: ugh whatever.
mattia, Chris and I all book it up the stairs to get our own rooms. i saw a specific room and ran towards it. when I swung open the door, alejandro was there, laying on the bed.
y/n: wtf, how did u get here so fast? I didn't even see u come up the stairs. alejandro: it's called a shortcut, learn y/n.
well damn didn't have to put it like that. y/n: but plz can I have this room? alejandro: not a chance, I'm not leaving this room.
ugh annoying ass bitch.
y/n: fine then. I guess we're sharing. alejandro: I guess we are.
it was silent for a while 2 minutes until I finally decided to talk.
y/n: sooooo alejandro: what do u want? *annoyed tone*
nuh uh not with me u get to have attitude.
y/n: *scoffs* listen, yes I get ur pain, I get where ur coming from, I know what it feels like to feel betrayed okay? I've had it harder than u. my whole childhood i was bullied, and beaten by my own mother and people I thought were my friends. i killed a man as to protect myself and im on the run. my whole life I've been filled with darkness and for once in my life I feel like I'm actually worth something. for once in my life there's a light, and that light is the child I'm carrying.
he stayed silent, but I saw that he felt bad. I got myself off the bed and walked out of the room slamming the door shut.
I walk down the stairs and plop myself on the couch that was in the living room. i put my head back and stare at the ceiling then I look back up and see a book on the fire place. I walk towards it and notice how dusty it is.
I take the book and plop back down on the couch and wipe the dust off with my hand.
and slowly open it up. some of the dust went up my nose which caused me to sneeze a little. when I finally finish sneezing I look at the book and see a bunch of pictures. I see pictures of a bunch of people. im guessing it's the family members of the royalty bloodline.
I see baby pictures and pictures of mattia, alejandro, kairi, and chris when they were smaller. they were so cute. then I turn the page and see mattia's arm around a girl, alejandro next to her smiling, kairi next to mattia and Chris next to alejandro. they all looked so young, maybe 5 years old. the girl looked so pretty. this picture looks so familiar too. I take the picture out of the laminate that it was in and turn it over only to read:
' y/n's 5th birthday. 08/17/ 2008'
wait did I read that correctly? that girl is me? i swing out my phone from my back pocket and then go through my camera roll only to find the same exact picture but with all the boys cropped out of it. what the hell?
what's going on here? is that why I felt such an immediate bond with them? how come I didn't remember them?
all these questions and thoughts ran through my mind and I began to feel nauseous. i run to the bathroom and start throwing up in the toilet. i guess I was loud because then everyone came out of there rooms and went into the bathroom I was in only to find me throwing up. then Chris speaks up.
