•Chapter 12•

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"Hey hey look at me Carter look at me. Do not close your eyes okay." He nods I help him up and bring him to the living room. "Hey I will be right back. Don't close your eyes okay kit Kat." He smiles and nods. Tears threaten me. I close my eyes as a tear goes down. I look for the first aid kit. I went to the bathroom and look through the cabinets.

I found it I run to the living room and he still has his eyes open. "Is the bullet still in?" He shakes his head no. I look at him and nod. I clean him up and patch him up. I went upstairs to find a pillow and blanket. I looked in the hall closet and found some.

I head downstairs and see him sitting there. I pull the pillow down and he lays down. I pull the blanket on him and he soon falls asleep. I check everything to make sure it was locked. I found CoCo and I fed him.

I took another blanket from the closet and turn on the T.V there was no way in hell I'm leaving him alone and plus today is Friday and there is no school so me and Carter won't miss anything. I start to watch a bit of T.V and my eyes start to get heavy then I fall asleep. It's been a long night.

I woke up in a bed it wasn't my bed I looked around the room to see it was Carter's room. How the hell he is fucking injured and he carried me up the fucking stairs. Oh hell nah!

I stormed downstairs. And see Carter on his computer. "What the hell Carter your fucking injured and you carry me up the fucking stairs." He looks at me "so"

"SO your fucking injured you could have made it worst." He signs. " Im fine Faith I promise."

"Oh really because you sure as hell seemed fine when you were bleeding to death in your fucking garage!" He closed his eyes and leans his head up at the ceiling. "Come here love." I slowly walk up to him I sat next to him and he grabs my hand and pulls me closer. " I'm fine okay I am still breathing okay." I nod slowly "good." We both look into each other eyes he grabs my cheek and all the sudden his phone rings. He signs. " Take it." I say in the softest tone I could use. He looks unsure then kisses my cheek and gets up and takes the call.

I heard him yelling in I think Italian.

"Oh fuck off" he sounded like he was going to kill the person on the other line. I stood up and walked up to him. I wrapped my hands around his waist to hug him. He put his free hand around my hip and put his head on top of mine.

"Oh stai zitto, cazzo, non sei mio padre, non voglio farlo-" then his eyes filled with even more anger. He looked terrifying.
Translation: Oh shut the fuck up you are not my father I don't want to do thi-

"You motherfucker fine I'll be there soon." He voice sounded deadly and cold. He lets go and rushes upstairs. I sign and go to the living room and fold the blankets. And grab the pillows. I put them back in the closet then headed back downstairs to clean the mess from last night. I threw the trash away and put the first aid kit back.

I heard him coming down the stairs and I look up. My eyes widen he was wearing a black dress shirts with black dress pants and those dress shoes. Why so fancy? His hair still messy as always. He smiled " I have to go Amore but I'll still pick you up at 7 okay you can stay or go back to your house." I nod "I'll just to my house and please don't scare me again be safe and don't get hurt please." .

"I'll try mio amore"
Translation: my love

"Don't get hurt!" I kissed him on the cheek and left.

I walked over to my house before I open the door I look to see him pulling out. He was on his bike again. He looked at and wave. I smiled and waved back. I open the door and close it. I head up to my room and go to my bed and sleep there.

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I woke up at 5 fucking pm I had 2 fucking hours to get ready I ran around my room then finally took a shower. When I got out I put my robe on and did my skincare then I put makeup on I did a little Smokey eye and red lips. I dried my hair and curled it I out it in a half up half down with two strands out and a black bow in my hair. I got to my closet and pick out and nice black dress that goes to the ground. It had a slit down the dress exposing my leg and a cross side sleeves.

Faith's dress:

I paired it with black heels and went to my jewelry box I pick out a nice sliver necklace that say Faith in cursive. I put a sliver bracelet on and the matching rings me and Neera have. I made sure to also put an elephant ring for good luck. For my earring I wore sliver hoops and I was done.

I hoped I look good. I made sure to put setting spray on so my makeup stays flawless during this ball.

I made my way downstairs trying not to fall down these stairs with these heels on. And I took a piece of paper and wrote a note to Neera. I grabbed some water and drank a little of it. The the doorbell rang.

I grabbed my purse,phone, wallet, and keys. I open the door to see him wearing a lovely black suit. He looked at me like he lost his breath. " You look beautiful my love." I smiled

"And you look handsome." I say as I fix his hair a little. "Thank you" he held his and out and I gladly took it. He open the passenger door for me and I climbed in. He made sure I had my seatbelt on before closing the door. I smiled. He walked over to his side and got in. He started the engine and it roar. I love the sound lambos make. I don't know why.

"You ready?" He asked "I was born ready." He smiled and backed out of my driveway and then laced our hands together.

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