With their fathers being business partners, and their families taking annual summer trips to Sicily together Micheal and Michelle were inseparable. That was, until Michael's family had to move away to sunny California. Leaving Michelle and their fri...
Its been nearly three years now since I've seen or heard from Michael. I got a phone for my sixteenth birthday, and the first person I tried calling was Michael. It went straight to voicemail every time. I tried to keep in touch with him for a good year before I just gave up and accepted the fact that he ditched me for California. Our dads are still best friends and they talk all the time, and we even kept up the summer to Sicily trip every year! Michael never came though. I remember the year we went after the Sanzone's moved I was bored the entire time. Michael made everything more fun and interesting, and it just wasn't the same with out him. His dad explained that Michael had moved to another part of California where he was staying with couple of friends he made. I was and still am happy for him. I'm just still hurt by him cutting me off.
As for me right now, I'm content with my life! I just graduated high school, I got accepted into a great college out in California, and I have an amazing, loving, and supportive boyfriend. Life couldn't be sweeter! Today was the day I had to ship all of my boxes out to my apartment in California.
~ on with the story ~
"Hey Ma! Where's the packing tape? I have one more box then I'm done." I yell downstairs. I start to stare at my blank room. It's so weird to see it so bare. No personality in sight. My thoughts were cut off by a roll of packing tape hitting my head. "OUCH" I say rubbing my head and turning to see who done it. "Luca wtf" I say while reaching for something to throw back at him. I manage to get one of my unpacked shoes, and run out in the hall to see him running away. I throw the shoe with so much force it should have left a bruise. I burst out laughing and falling to the floor. Luca came back over and threw the shoe back at me. This time hitting me in the face. I was laughing so hard I barley felt it hit me, but I knew it was going to leave a mark. "Come on loser are you ready yet? The trucks here for your stuff." Luka says helping me off the floor. I go over and tape up the final box. "Yep. Let's do this." I say turning and nodding my head at my loving brother.
I fly out to LA tomorrow and I'm so excited to just start over. The big problem for me though is how am I going to manage a long distance relationship with my boyfriend Dean? "Hey Ma I I'm gonna go head over to Deans. I want spend some time with him before I leave" I say walking into the kitchen. "Alright Doll, have fun. Be back by 8 so we can have dinner together" "okay Mamma" I say walking over and kissing her on the cheek. I grab the car keys and head out. I get in the car and think 'Should I surprise him? Yea! It'll be a fun surprise! I'll grab his favorite drink from the 'Coffee House' since it's on my way there.'
I grab him a large Brooklyn Coffee Special and a sweet treat for myself and walk the rest of the way to his place. He's a two minute walk away so it wasn't much of a hassle. I buzz on his apartment number waiting to be let in. Nothing. After about 2 minutes someone came outside allowing me to walk right in. I head up to his apartment on the second floor and open it with the key he gave me for emergencies. "Baby! Are you home? I wanted to surprise you and see if you wanted to hang out since it's my last day here". It was silent. No response. "Hmm... must not be here then" I say to myself setting my stuff down on the kitchen counter. I shrug it off and head to his room where I changed into one of his NY Yankees sweatshirts. I make my way back into the living room, grab my fresh baked danish, and plop myself on the couch turning on some Criminal Minds.
An hour goes by when I hear a key jiggle the locks, and some giggles coming from the hall way. The door swings open and I turn to see my boyfriend stumble his way inside with his lips still locked on some other broad. I stand up crossing my arms waiting for them to notice my presence. Once Dean made his way to that chicks neck the girl finally opened her eyes and saw me. "Umm babe... *cough* someone's here" the girl manages to get out between all her heavy breathing. Dean turns around and met my eyes. He went pale. "Baby I'm so sorry, I-" "Save it" I say putting my hand up cutting him off. "How long Dean?........HOW LONG?" I say starting to break. He walks closer to me with his head hanging low. *mumbling* "HMM Dean? I don't think the side chick and I heard you?" I say raising my voice again "A year" he says comprehendible this time. With out even responding I grab my stuff and walk away, but not before getting the coffee I had gotten him and pouring it over his head. I walk over to his new girl friend and hand her the cup and say "Here. Now you can be the one to clean up all his shit". With that I leave. I walk calmly out of the building and with just my luck it started to rain. I run to my car with nothing to prevent me from getting soaked and get inside. Once I'm in I break down hitting my steering wheel in anger. I cried so hard people could hear me out side of the car. The anger that's inside of me could do some permanent damage right now. I start the car and check to time. "Shoot" I say to myself. It's 8:30 and I'm already late for dinner.
I get home and quickly run inside not caring how I looked at this point, and ran straight to the dining room. I was soaking wet, mascara was running down my face and my eyes still puffy from my breakdown a little bit ago. My eldest brother Carlo notices that I had been crying and came rushing over to me and embraced me in his arms. "Who did this to you" Carlo says in an angry tone. "Dean" I manage to say before crying again into his chest. My mom pulls me away and guides me into the kitchen. "Bambina (baby girl), what happened?" My mother asked worried. I pull my self together and explain. "Dean cheated on me mamma, he's BEEN cheating on me for over a YEAR now." I say tears flooding my vision. "Oh figlia (daughter), it's gonna be alright. Your gonna move and be no where NEAR him. Now you can have a real fresh start" my mother says comforting me in her arms. "That son of a BITCH!" Vinney says walking into the kitchen with Lucas, Carlo, and my dad. They were all fuming at the fact Dean had hurt me. Vinney comes closer to me and notices I have a black eye. "DID HE DO THIS?" Vinney says seething. "Did he.. DID HE HIT YOU" I have no idea what he's talking about. I get up and look at myself in the mirror and see one bad shiner on my right eye. "Shit" I whisper remembering it was from the shoe Lucas threw back at my face earlier today. I turn back to Vinney to explain what it was from, but before I could even open my mouth all the men were gone. I race out of the house and jump in front of the car before they could pull away. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I scream opening the car door. My dad and brothers stare at me like IM the crazy one. "We are going to go Kick. His. Ass." Carlo says calmly. I stand there silent for a moment before hoping into the mini van myself. "I'm in". I say buckling in. "When we get there let's not get him. No we need to hit him where it really hurts. His cars." I say smirking at my own plan. Dean has money and with that money he buys cars specifically an Ashton Martin and his newest perchase a Lykan Hyper sport.
Ashton Martin
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~at deans place~
Once we get there my brothers grabbed their baseball bags they kept in the car and pulled out their baseball bats. They went straight for the windows and the hood of the car. I went for the tires. I grab my dads pocket knife and punctured a hole in three out of the four tires on each car. I only popped three because if I did all four then he could get insurance money for new tires and I'm not aboutta let that happen. I still had Deans sweatshirt on me. As a final goodbye I took it off and placed it in the drivers seat of his new car. Both car alarms were going crazy, my brothers and I ran back to the car where my dad had been waiting as the get away driver. We burned rubber. I looked back to see Dean running out of his place with the tramp running right out behind him. I smiled not regretting anything. We all laughed and had the best time on the way home and the rest of the night. This was for sure THE greatest night of my life.
This was the best way to end the night before my flight to my new life in LA.
