Loving Freely

C h a p t e r t h r e e

Azalea pov:

I had reached the airport and was sadly going to have to depart with my baby. I am just going to abandon it somewhere. My flight was early so when I reached Italy I would be able to find a motel and find my surroundings a bit.

I had walked up to the front desk and into the terminal to wait for my flight. About an hour late my flight was called. Thank god. People were starting at me for some reason. (Shes really beautiful like model worthy)

I had boarded the plane and was sat next to a nice man. We were just making casual conversation before the plane had taken off.
"So why are you going to Italy" the nice man asked me, he told me earlier his name was Damien. I had to quickly think of a small white lie.
"Well I have relatives in Italy and I decided I would go and visit, you?"
He smiled at me and proceeded to ramble on about he was moving for work. I was a bit surprised to learn that he 20 as he looks very young. He wouldn't exactly tell me what or who he works for but it wasnt any of my business so I didnt pester him.

Time skip ( 4 hours later)

The plane had finally landed in Italy and I was excited to start my new life.
Damien had given me his phone number telling me if I ever needed anything to call him and he would help. I thought it was weird at first but he assured me he wasnt a creep.

When the plane had landed I had walked around to baggage claim and picked up my suitcase. The only thing I had to do know was find a nice motel to stay in for a while.

As I walked outside of the airport to the taxis, my mind was reeling. Was I out of my depth. I was only 16 I mean what if something bad happened to me. Nevertheless I persisted, I had to do this for my own sake.

I waved over a taxi and hopped in. "Where are you headed to miss" the taxi driver looked back at me.
"Do you perhaps know any decent motels to stay in" the taxi driver nodded.
"I sure do miss, what brings you to italy" I couldn't tell him the truth so I went with the little white lie that I had made up on the plane.
"Um I'm visiting some relatives that live here" I lied through my teeth.
The driver soon stopped at a nice looking motel.
"Well miss have a nice trip" the driver said kindly. I nodded and got out, I made sure to give him a nice tip before I left.

I checked into the motel and the lady at the desk was very nice and helpful. She was a little old lady who spoke thick Italian. Thank goodness I'm good with languages. She gave me a good price and I was quite content.

I soon unpacked in my room and fixed everything into place. I sat down and was thinking what to do next I decided to just walk around and entertain my self.