"I know you feel it too "
He slowly walks towards me...
"It's also pulling you towards me no matter how much you fight it"
My back hits the wall...
"I won't sit back and pretend I don't want you cuore mio when you're all I want"
My breathing becomes...
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♡Luna's POV♡
The next day went by in a haze, by the time I woke up my parents were already at work, Penny was in daycare and Xavier was no were in sight. Since I woke up late my parents couldn't drop me off hence I was planning to hitch a ride from my sister... if my bribing works of course.
A few conspiracies ran through my mind; he could be an early bird hence he woke up early and went home early, two he was just still sleeping and waiting for my trusty ole bucket of cold water to raise him from the land of the sleeping or three which I highly doubt but my CSI mind is craving serious drama right now so he could have been kidnapped last night and he is being human trafficked to Florida as a sex slave as I absent-mindedly let my mind conspire.
But let's be honest if that were to happen whoever was to get his dingly dangly cucumber would be one lucky perra...
Caliana zip your virgin ass!
Who's to say my ass is still a virgin hmmm?
I swear my mind will drive me to a mental asylum
I thought you were already there
I'm not having an argument with my mind worst of you Caliana, you'll just drive me mental
Hehe, you do a pretty good job by yourself.
Nah ah, it's a beautiful day I'm not going to start it off losing my mind, I'm shutting you down, Cal.
"Lemme guess Caliana is being a pain in the arse" Adalee postulated as she walked to the fridge, picking out her yogurt stash labeled with her names in bold red letters.
Well, she has known me all seventeen years of my life although I'm not sure she remembers the first five years of that quite vividly but from the good memory she has which is barely, of course, she has grown to know Caliana and deal with us. Although she considers madness and almost sent me to a mental asylum when I was five just because I was talking to my imaginary friend, Fofocakes.
I swear Ada is nuts who books a five-year-old into a mental asylum well it is a good thing our parents saved us although I'm doubting how she is the only nutshell of the family...well I guess she wasn't always the only one.
She was also a nutshell...
"Yea how did you-" before I finished my question she cut me off, licking the yogurt off her spoon. Kinda reminds me of that scene in Bridgerton when Simon was sending that spoon to a land of pure ecstasy.
Too bad she isn't Simon or should I say, Regé-Jean Page.
"I've known you all your life of course I know about your head voice and let us not forget the root of all this, the one and only Fofocakes. Boy am I glad that phase is over, I'm still debating if Caliana or Fofocakes was better. I mean they are both annoying." she weighed her options using her hands as the scales of justice.
