"How do you say idiot in Italian?"
"Bell'uomo."
[ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛]
"You're a bell'uomo."
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession...
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␈˚. ☽ ˚⚠︎︎◦˚.˚◦⚠︎︎˚ ☽ .˚␈
Leonardo
Where is she?
Glancing over at the clock I saw it was already almost four in the morning and she wasn't back yet.
Me: Are you coming home soon?
I turned on the tv scrolling through the channels when something stopped me, the news was showing the diner Isabelle works at. The one she's working at right now.
I turn up the volume, "Two dead and four injured in what seems to be a robbery gone wrong. The police have yet to reveal names for safety purposes of the civilians. We are giving our condolences..."
I didn't wait for her to finish I leapt up grabbing my keys putting on my shoes in a hurry all while dialing her number, my mind hazy.
Please not her.
The phone rang, "Hey!"
"Are you okay? I'm on my way right now, are you safe?"
I waited two more seconds, "Belle?"
"Just kidding, this is my voicemail; got you bitch," the phone beeped telling me to leave a message as I sprinted while cursing the elevator in my head all while leaving her a voicemail.
Speeding to get to her work as it came into view my nerves skyrocketed. Parking I rushed out to see her boss Laurie with a distressed look on her face, "Laurie?"
She turned towards me with tears in her eyes, "Leonardo," she held out a silver ring, "she told me to give this to you-"
I swallowed dryly now holding the silver jewelry, "Where is she?"
"I'm so sorry," she said.
"Where is she?"
"The hospital," after the words left her mouth I sprinted back to my car.
She can't be dead. No.
My heart stopped at the thought that she could be.
I shook my head continuing driving down the road. As I stopped at the red light I leaned my head on the steering wheel cursing. I glanced over to the passenger seat where a pair of her sunglasses sat and sighed.
