V A L E N T I N A
I spend the next two days at Enzo's house, either watching movies or fucking. To be honest, it's pretty funny when you think about it. I decided it was best for me to go home as I haven't seen my sister and father in three days and I want to see them.
Enzo's driving me home but I told him to park in front of the gates so they don't recognize him. Before I can leave, I'm pulled back and into a soft kiss.
My body stills at the sudden movement but I kiss him back and place my hands on his cheeks. He tries to push his tongue into my mouth but I shake my head and pull back with a smile on my face.
"I'm not fucking you in a car outside of my house, Lorenzo," I say sternly. I've come to realize when I'm being serious I use his full name.
I think he's gotten the hint and when I say his full name he puts his hands up in surrender. I laugh at him before giving him another peck on the lips before getting out. I walk through the gates to find them with no guards.
I slightly frown but think nothing of it as I think it's just their lunch break or something. My house was awfully quiet which wasn't normal. So, I walk towards the kitchen only to find my mother lying across the floor with her blood pouring out.
I feel tears brimming in my eyes, I don't know what to do so, I yell to see if anyone was there. A frown takes over my face when nobody replies.
I look everywhere for someone but I can't find anyone. I pull out my phone with shaky hands and call the one person I know who would come.
"Hello?"
"S-She's d-dead" I stutter, fighting myself not to have a panic attack right now. Suddenly, the line goes dead and I start pacing around my kitchen while looking at my mother's lifeless body. I crouch down and put a hand on her cheek.
"If you weren't such a cruel person, I would've cared more but I can't explain how grateful I am to have you gone," I explain through gritted teeth.
Of course, I care that she was dead but not as much as I would've when I was a kid. I just wish she didn't do anything that she did to me as a kid and maybe I would've liked her more.
"Valentina!" A voice yells breaking my train of thoughts. Footsteps approach the kitchen and suddenly come to a halt. I look up to find him staring at the lifeless body of my mother and then back at my tear-stained face. I smile sheepishly at him and laugh.
I laugh until I start sobbing, I didn't want to cry for her but she was my mother and I loved her even though I didn't show it. Enzo wraps his arms around my small frame letting me sob into his chest. I pull back from his chest and grab my phone. I dial my father's number and to my luck, he picked up.
"Valentina, hey, are you home?" he asks me. I don't say anything for a couple of seconds until I decide to finally speak up.
"She's dead. The devil's spawn is fucking dead." I laugh, my throat closing.
I know my dad knew what I meant because I only called her the devil spawn in front of him, I told him what she was doing to me as a child not that long ago.
But to say he was mad was an understatement, he was pissed. He wanted to kick her to the curb but he knew he wouldn't do that. The line went silent before I hear shuffling around.
"Where is she," he asks quietly. I know my father would be heartbroken but I'm not sure how much.
"Kitchen floor." I turn around, looking back at Enzo who was behind me, he gave me a small smile to which I return and look back at the body lying on the kitchen floor.
"Okay, I'm coming. I'll call Lorenzo." he says, but before he could hang up I told him: "He's already here."
I turn around again to see Enzo looking at me with a frown on his face. I smile softly at him and focus back on the phone call.
"What? Why?" my father asks and I look up at the ceiling and think of the first excuse that comes to mind.
"I didn't know who else to call and he gave me his number if I was ever in a bad situation and couldn't call you guys." I start smiling to myself at the thought of him actually saying that.
"Okay well I'm coming, don't move okay. I'll be there soon with some people that will deal with the body. How did it happen?"
"Bullets," I notice there were multiple bullet wounds on my mother's body but I could care less.
"Fuck, tell Lorenzo to get the tech crew rounded up and try and find out who did it. Get them to look at the security footage and try and find out as much as they need." I nod but realize he can't see me.
"Okay, I love you." I hang up, turning back to look at Enzo who was already looking at me with a smile on his face which brought a smile to my face.
"What are you smiling about," I ask him wrapping my arms around his neck but remember there were security cameras so I take my arms away.
He frowns at me but I look up to one of the cameras and he follows my gaze. He nods his head and acts nothing of it.
I explain to him what my father said and he did just that, my father came home and inspected her body. I couldn't deal with it any longer so I asked if I could stay at Victoria's house.
But I was going to stay at Enzo's house again and I know he didn't care because I know he liked my company.
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I ended up packing clothes in my bag for about two weeks and I know my dad didn't really care because he told me and I quote: "take your time, it's the last thing you need to worry about."
I didn't really need a fucking lecture on time but if it meant I could spend as much 'time' at Enzo's house then so be it. I was showering in his amazing fucking shower because we had just fucked about three times in the past hour.
I knew this was going to happen a lot but what can I say? Good sex equals a happy woman. I laugh softly at my thoughts and turn the shower off, I wrap a fluffy white towel around my body. I get dressed into one of Enzo's shirts and a pair of my pajama shorts and walk out to find Enzo laying in his bed in only his boxers with his arms behind his head.
He looks up as he hears the door open and scans my body, he looks back up at my face and smirks.
"If I knew you wanted another round, baby, I wouldn't have stopped." I walk up to the bed and lightly slap his shoulder and get under the covers and turn around so my back was against his chest.
I know I shouldn't be feeling this way about him. I know he works with my dad but seriously, do I really look like I can help myself? If it's him then definitely not.
With those thoughts surrounding my head, I fall asleep with my heart fluttering and a smile on my face.
