His at First Sight

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|Third POV|

"So. What can I get you all to drink"Roman smiled going behind their bar and taking their liquor. Gianna and Hearly eyed her. Sebastien made them take her out of the car. Let's just say neither girls were pleased about this action"You look like a martini girl"Roman snapped with his finger as she put her hair behind her ear. Holding herself tightly giving false security to herself.

"Martini with a twist"-

"Shut the fuck up"hearly said the same time as her. Claire and almost everyone except Gianna and Angelo looked at her like she had grown two heads

"Hearly can I talk to you."Sebastien said making his way towards her and she put her hand in his face making a stop motion

"No you can not."she smiled taking the martini Roman had slid to Claire and began to pour it down the drain "I'd like to go please"she whimpered putting her face in her hands

"To heaven or hell because I can make that happen"hearly smiled grabbing the whiskey and walking away leaving everyone with their jaw to the floor. Gianna held her head down trying to hold in her laugh. And she thought Hearly hated her?

Hearly hates everyone.

"What's up her ass"Roman snickered rubbing his neck as Claire stood there shaking. Fucking bitch she thought.

I wonder if you can call therapists groomers...? Gianna shook her head and looked at Roman spitefully

"Hello Gianna"he smirked putting the glass to his lips as she gave him a fake smile in return

"Goodbye Gianna."she rolled her eyes grabbing Clair by her shirt and dragging her down to the cellar

"Hey. Woah what are you doing."Sebastien exclaimed chasing after her

"What does it look like."Gianna asked annoyed as he took her from her grasp. "Claire is a guest not a prisoner."

"Umm no the fuck she's not. I don't want this woman living under the same roof as my Child"

"Neither do I"Hearly whispered walking past there purposely bumping into Claire. Just for the sole purpose of her knowing she was there. Hearly was always there. The little bitch was a knat on the wall.

"Gianna. I will not continue to argue with you. She's staying end of discussion."

"No. Not end of discussion. Your not allowed to keep making these decisions without me. And I won't let you. Not anymore. If you want to talk about it we can talk but don't you ever take away my opinion about something that affects both of us. Until then. She goes in the damn cellar."

"You heard what the fuck she said" Hearly screams from the other room as Angelo clasps his hand over her mouth and pulls her back

"Im sorry Claire"he says in an apologetic tone as we walk down and lock her in the cell. Sebastien then looks at me and opens his mouth to say something but quickly shuts it as he walks upstairs.

"Don't you dare think for one second that you are my friend. My guest. My acquaintance. Because your not. Your a manipulative bitch who uses her patients."Gianna spat angrily whispering as she looked at her baffled

"I don't know what your talking about. I just want to go home. And how dare you accuse me of doing something so sick."

"Really? Because what is it that you have been doing with my husband. This entire time you've been placing these little thoughts in his head painting him out to be a saint. When in reality you don't know shit. You don't know my husband. You never have. And you never will. And Sebastien may not see it now. But he will"

"How dare you. How fucking dare you. How dare you sit in my face and tell me that I've used Sebastien. When in reality it's been you. It's been you this whole time. You don't understand him. You don't know-"Gianna scoffs cutting her off as she unlocks the cell walking closer to her

"You don't get to do that. You don't get to sit here in our house. Under our roof and criticize me for dealing or not dealing with my feelings. And you know it took me a long time to stop blaming myself and start taking accountability for the fact that I am not the only reason Sebastien and I have begun to drift. And Sebastien can't seem to grasp that concept because of the things you are feeding him."

"I'm going to tell you this. And it will be my only warning. Stay away from my husband. Stay away from my child. And get the hell away from my family."

"Or what Gianna. You'll kill me? The cops will come looking for me. I have a family too you know. Sebastien would never let that happen"she stuttered confidently as Gianna stepped closer to her and looked her in her eyes "Wanna find out"she asked nicely before turning on her heel and slamming the door and walking up the stairs.

Sebastien was pacing back and forth by the door biting his nails. "She can't go. And we can't kill her. We don't have any other option"he signed bouncing Solei on his hip who kept messing with her ears. "Ok. So she stays with Roman"

"I don't trust him. Are you kidding me"he laughs before looking at Solei then at Gianna

"Yet you trust Hearly"Angelo says coming up behind them placing his arm around Gianna

"Claire will stay in the west corridor. Away from you and lei. She'll be right next to our room until we figure out how to handle this situation best"Angelo said trying to assure her as hearly wrapped her arm around Gianna's waist

"What is up with y'all touching me"she said before Hearly got to shush her.

"I still think we should kill her"she shrugs as Sebastien shakes his head "Gianna?"He asked waiting for her approval as she shrugged her shoulders

"She still stays in the cellar. At least for a week"Gianna tells them walking away towards the kitchen. Only to be met with Roman petting his dog. And smiling upon her arrival

"Hello again."he winks as she rolls her eyes and began to turn around before he grabbed her shoulder

"Just talk to me. Please."he whispered as she took a sharp inhale

"We have absolutely nothing to talk about. I don't want to ever talk to you again"

"Gianna please. We're still friends aren't we"he pleaded as she shook her head softly "friends don't lie to each other the way you did to me."Gianna said hiding the betrayal in her voice

"Sooner or later you'll speak to me. You'll realize that I'm the only person in this shitty ass world you can actually talk to without being judged."

"Have a shitty day Dr. Hudson"she salutes him as she storms out of the kitchen slamming the door