chapter twenty-five

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Sweet Pea hadn't let go of Kiara since that night. He was so mad at himself for not fighting for her. He let her down, and he'd never forgive himself for it.

"Kiara, I'm so sorry," He mumbled into her neck. They were spooning in his bed and she was, naturally, the little spoon.

"For the millionth time, Sweets, it wasn't your fault," She whispered back. "Stop blaming yourself, okay? I'm happy you didn't start a fight; I would rather have it this way than you in a grave because of those lunatics."

"I love you so much Kiara!" He sighed.

She brought his hand to her face and kissed it gently. Her phone suddenly started to ring and by the ringtone she knew her bio-dad was calling.

"I can't talk to him right now," She told Sweet Pea as she turned around and buried her face in his chest. He kissed the crown of her head and pulled her close.

"I'm so sorry," He whispered. "I wish I could protect you from him."

The phone continued to ring and Kiara's breath quickened.

"C-Can you answer it? P-Please?" She asked.

"Of course, love," He reached over her and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Sweet Pea? Why the fuck are you answering my daughter's phone?" Mr. Russo exclaimed.

"Oh- Um- She couldn't get to the phone so she asked me too. Um why'd you call?"

"I want her to come home right now," Enrico fumed. "She's already supposed to be on her way."

"Please, Mr. Russo, she- she's having a rough night. Please let her stay with me?" Sweet Pea asked.

The man let out a laugh, "seriously? You want me to let you sleep with my daughter? Send Kiara home right the fuck now or I'll come over there and grab her myself."

"Y-Yes sir, I'm sorry," Sweet Pea hung up and turned to Kiara with tears in his eyes. "I- I just made it worse. I'm so fucking sorry." He closed his eyes tightly and buried his face in his hands. He began to cry softly.

"Sweets it's okay," She sat up and took his face in her hands. "It's not your fault, please don't blame yourself."

"I just made him mad, Kiara! I'm sending you home to him when he's already fucking mad! How is that not my fault?"

"Sweet Pea, look at me," She swung her leg over his lap and looked into his eyes after giving his lips a peck. "This is not your fault, okay? Whatever my bio-dad does to me it has nothing to do with you."

"I love you so fucking much Kiara!" He whispered and kissed her softly.

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"You're late." Mr. Russo stepped into her bedroom.

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