Issues

38

Lorenzo quickly pulled out his gun he had on him. "You had a fucking gun on you?" I ask.

Not the time-

shut up.

"Of course. Why the fuck wouldn't I?" Lorenzo explains to me.

"Can you believe that? The mother fucker brought a fucking gun in a date." I complain, turning around to face the man.

He stares at me, confused. "I have you at gunpoint." He mumbles.

"What about it?" I question. "Wait, should I be crying? I can fake cry." I add on. "Wait, what do people normally do when they are held at gun point." I ask. I face the man again, "I mean you would know. You seem to be a professional in this shit." I say.

"Amora," Lorenzo warns.

"What? He's the one complaining." I roll my eyes.

"Drop the gun coglione (fucker)" Lorenzo tells the man.

"Okay I'm sorry, but you fucking stink." I scoff, turning around to face the man.

"Excuse me?" He says.

"You fucking stink, Do you know what a shower is or even like body spray?" I ask him. He grabs my arm and tugs me back.

"Shut up." He mutters.

"Let go of her, and none of us get hurt," Lorenzo says out loud.

"Boss was right, she is a pretty one." The man mumbles, staring at me.

Creep.

"Take your eyes off of her if you don't want your eyes ripped out," Lorenzo warns.

The man rolls his eyes. I hear him take the gun out of safety and at this part, I'm a little scared.

"You're a real dumbass for not having security over this place." He scoffs.

"You're the dumbass for thinking that." Enzo quickly replies. "They informed me on your arrival," Lorenzo says.

And without a second to waste Lorenzo shot his gun up behind me, I flinch badly as the sound of the shot ringed my ears.

Just as I was about to turn around Lorenzo stops me. "Don't" He mumbles. I speed walk over to him and hug Lorenzo tight. "You're safe," He whispers. Lorenzo pulls back,

"And what need was there to talk to him." He says to me. I shrug my shoulders. "Never do that." He says.

"Fine," I mutter.

"Fuck." Lorenzo mumbles before kissing my lips passionately.

"Hey" I whisper and cup his face. "Did you really think I was going to die?" I joke.

"Amora. This shit isn't to joke about." Lorenzo scoffs. I try to hide my smile,

"I scared you." I whisper.

"Fucking hell Amora, of course, you did! I love you." He says to me before kissing my lips again.

"Okay. I'm sorry." I mumble in between our kisses.

"Were you not scared?" Lorenzo questions.

"I was," I mumble. "I just didn't show it," I add on.

If I didn't have Lorenzo, I wouldn't mind dying.

And I've said that before. I don't mind dying. Honestly.

But I have Enzo with me.

On the way home I stayed silent as I processed everything. Lorenzo even suggested I come over to his place and sleepover.