Recap
"y/n what wrong?" he asked, now calming down.
Y / N
"What's wrong is that you killed him," I said trying to breathe. "what do you mean?" he asked confused. " y-you killed him". My voice cracked. "Chris?" he asked. I just looked at him before tears started to fill my eyes again. "Y/n he was hurting you," he said concerned. "He was all I had left," I said looking down at my feet. "And you killed him," I said pointing at his chest. "W-W-What do you mean, you have me? " "no your just some controlling bitch who kidnapped me. Then tried to claim me. That is not how it works. You don't fucking know me, you don't know what I went through. So so what if he was hurting me he didn't deserve to die"
And with that, I headed up the stair to "my room" and slammed the door locking it.
M A T T I A P O L I B I O
Was ale right about me being controlling? I wasn't trying to be. I just don't want anyone looking at her. No, you know what who cares anyway. We're not even together. Forget her. I got plenty of people who want me
So why chose her, she clearly doesn't care. I went back down the stairs and decides to go to Cynthia's house.
Y / N
He's such a dick. All he ever does is try to tell me what and what I can't do. I grabbed some clothes from my closet. Something basic I didn't feel like wearing some fancy pajamas. I grabbed some sweatpants and a hoodie. I heard Mattia leave the house probably to go get one of his little things. I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around me, and walked toward the mirror. I was going to brush my teeth. I looked up and saw three bruises, two on my neck and one on my arm. I went to touch on but it stung. Maybe Mattia wasn't wrong. He still should not have killed him though. Was I overreacting? I just scratched that thought and put my clothes on carefully trying not to hit my neck or arm and got in bed to go to sleep.
M A T T I A P O L I B I O
I got to her house and knocked on the door. Shit, it was a late hopefully she will answer. I heard shuffling behind the door. A sleepy Cynthia opened the door. She looked up. "Mattia," she asked. "yeah it's me" I replied. "what are you doing here?" she asked again. "just thought I would stop by," I said not knowing what to say. "oh ok come in" she moved to the side. "do you know what time it is," she asked heading upstairs. "yeah it's-" "3 in the morning," she said cutting me off as she said back down in her bed.
To be continued
A/n- good morning 🌅
