Pushing my thoughts to the side I stepped out of the shower dried myself off and wrapped myself in a towel. Alessandro has to have something else of mine here I headed to the closet and started looking around until I noticed a brown duffel bag. I knew this bag. I can't believe he kept it. A week leading up to the day I broke things off with him I had packed a brown duffel bag with clothes papers and essentials that I would need in order to run away. I planned to do it from here because with my father he had men watching me like a hawk. I ended up not leaving that night, it was the night of my mothers death anniversary. But I guess he found it because I hid it outside in one of the pots so I could just grab it on my way out.
I rummaged through the bag and found things I could wear. I slipped on some black lacy underwear and a black lace bralette, who did I think I was back in high school. I slipped on some black jeans which once again were tighter than I remember but definitely looked better than i remember. I picked up a suede zip up jacket and as I was about to slip it on Alessandro walked in. He froze mid step and stared me up and down given that I was only in my bra. But he quickly changed his attitude when his eyes trained on the bruise forming on my ribcage. He rushed over,
"He did that to you?" he reached out and pulled me in closer to him so he could get a better look. As soon as his hands touched me my whole body was filled with goosebumps. I guess I forgot how great his hands felt on my body.
" Its nothing, I've had worse." I shrugged as I pushed him away and zipped the jacket up.
He sighed, "That's not the point Aella." I shrugged and proceed to look for some shoes. I rummaged through the bag and found my favorite pair of combat boots. I had missed these. As I was slipping them on Alessandro commented,
"I see you found your bag." I chuckled,
"Yeah, thanks for not throwing it out." I got up and headed to the mirror. I stood in front and brushed my hair opting to leave it down to dry. My hair is wavy so it would dry nicely. I noticed Alessandro walking over to me until he was right behind me
"Why didn't you leave that night?" he whispered behind my ear, he was looking at me through the mirror in front of us.
"It just didn't feel like the right time." i shrugged, knowing deep down that wasn't the reason.
He shook his head and proceed to forcefully grab the back of my neck and pull my head back,
" Why didn't you leave that night Aella? Why did you prolong it?" I was now looking directly in his eyes
" It just wasn't the time Alessandro things weren't going according to plan and I didn't want to risk it." he pushed me forward letting go of my neck as he stepped back now yelling.
"Cazzo Aella why couldn't you have gone that night, it was the perfect opportunity there was no-one around. Why did you have to wait another week torturing me until you broke me!" I froze,
" you. You you knew I was going to leave?" he started pacing.
" of course I knew I found your bag the same day you put it there but I knew I couldn't stop you. I ordered my men that night to take the night off to make it easier for you. I just wanted you to be happy. " I was stunned and once again he began yelling.
"What changed Aella! What within a week changed that you stopped loving me! Why couldn't you have just gone that night did you just want some sort of sick satisfaction! Wha-" I cut him off yelling as well,
" I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALESSANDRO THATS WHAT CHANGED." i sighed,
" I didn't want to fucking leave you you were all I had but i knew you couldn't leave and so I had to get enough courage to leave I needed a fucking reason." at this point tears were pooling around my eyes
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Escape // Harry Styles
FanfictionPrologue: I wanted to say that my life was different, that I wasn't going to be the same hopeless girl again. I wanted a change in my life, but then he walked in and my past came back. I had to avoid what I felt, I had to ignore his existence but t...
