A Dream

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After my second breakdown, it was time for me to leave with the driver my father send to pick me up. I was torn apart to leave the girls in the middle of the weekend. What made it worse was Maximus not wanting to let me go.

"No Princesa! Don't leave!" He begged his arms around my neck and his face nuzzled into my neck. "You promised to stay three days! Like always!" He cried, his soft sniffing clear in my ear, but it was a clear sign of heartbreak. With arms wrapped around him, I pulled him even closer to me and hold him tight for a few seconds, then pull back from him and wipe his tears away with my thumb. "Mio piccolo principe, sarò sempre con te, ma la tua Princesa deve andare dalla sua Pappa. Mi sta aspettando" my words soft and heartbroken to leave him so early. "Prometti che non mi dimenticherai mai?" His eyes wide and teary "Not even if someone made me to forget you, my Prince" I whispered, kissing his cheek softly and pull back from his embrace.
[Translate: My Baby Prince, I will always be with you, but your Princesa has to go to her Pappa. He's expecting me.
Translate: Promise, that you will never forget me?]

I couldn't bear to look let him look while walking away so Angelina picked him up and took him inside. My heart ached for him, and not knowing the period of time when I will see him again, made me feel sick. Yes, he was not my brother, but he really felt like my brother, my baby brother. With a wave for the girls, I turned around and made my way to the BMW X5 with a man waiting for me with an open door. I got in the car, not once looking back at the house and the driver took off.

It was silent and I felt cold all a sudden. The thought of me not seeing my friends again bugged me a lot more than I thought it would. Just then a familiar home came into view and the driver stopped. "Your father wanted to let you get whatever is most important to you at your mother. No need for clothes or shoes, he already has them at the house" the driver said looking at me in the rare view mirror. I nodded and got out of the car. Marching up to the front door and just walk in. There was no need for me to announce that I was here because I wasn't staying or wanting to see my mother.

With three things in mind, I went to my room and grab it. First, my laptop, second my guitar in its case and thirdly my music keyboard, which was also in a large case and went back to the man who was waiting for me. I placed my things in the boot of the car before getting back in the back seat. The man took off and the car fell into silence once more.

The ride to my father's home was long and boring. It was also in the middle of nowhere. I stepped out of the car and went to get my things in the boot, the driver came up to me and lend me a hand with my keyboard and laptop. The guitar stranded over my one shoulder. When I eventually look up to the house, it was not just a home but a mansion. White paint and tinted windows to not see from the outside in. The driver leads me up to the entrance just as the doors open and the inside looked even better. As far as my eyesight went I could see a three-story building and it was very spacious. I think space was the best part for me.

I turned in circles as I memorized the inside, not much was on display. A few abstract paintings and expensive vases. Some wooden furniture and accessories. The man who drove me here cleared his throat, pulling my attention to him. "This way, if you please?" He mentioned with his fingers to follow and I did. I couldn't help but notice the small Spanish accent hidden behind his American accent. We walked past a few doors and when he knocked on a door, I realised that he didn't have my laptop or keyboard anymore.

"Come in!" A familiar voice called from behind the door, the man opened the door and mentioned that I was here before letting me in. It was shady for me how I had to be announced to enter my father's office. I stepped in and he rose out of his chair, spreading his arms as he made his way over to me. I slowly lowered the guitar off my back just as my father embraced me. It was like shock and panic running through me at that moment because I froze up. He pulled back with a bright smile, holding my arms in his large hands.