"It really is a shame that such a pretty face is about to get so fucked up." I say as I run my finger down his jawline.
"Even more so that it was wasted on an asshole like you." I add.
"Feel free to sit on it anytime you want, Tesoro." He replies.
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"Ana." He says.
I ignore him.
"Ana, just talk to me please." He pleads.
I continue to ignore him.
He gets up and stands in front of me, blocking my view from the lake we almost just died in.
"You gonna talk to me or keep ignoring me?" Enzo asks.
I ignore him again. Now that we are out of imminent danger, my rage has come back full force.
"The silent treatment huh? Well if you're not gonna talk then I will and you can listen." He says.
I look straight past him as if he wasn't there. My arms are crossed and resting on my knees which are brought up to my chest.
"I get why you're mad but-" He starts.
"Furious." I cut him off.
"What?" He asks.
"I'm not mad. I'm fucking furious."
"Furious. But I did what I had to do to protect you." He says.
I didn't think I could get angrier than I was right now but what Enzo just said has proved me wrong. I slowly turn my head towards him, my face set in a hard scowl. I'm so angry, my face may as well have gone bright red and steam come out of my ears.
I stand up so that I am at eye level with him.
"Protect me? How many fucking times do I have to tell you I don't want or need your fucking protection until it's gets into your head?!" I yell. "Now because you couldn't just let me do my job, we're in a worse off situation than we would have been if you had and it's all your fucking fault!"
"My fault? When will you get it through your head, Ana, that just because you're okay with throwing your life around doesn't mean I am okay with it?! I don't give a fuck if you do or don't want my protection, you're getting it either way so get fucking used to it!" He replies.
"And how the fuck did that turn out for you?! If I hadn't shown up you would have fucking died! Then what would I have done?! Tell me what I would have done if you died!" I yell.
He remains silent.
"I would die, Enzo. Do you understand me? If something had happened to you I would fucking die! What, you think that you're the only one who worries? You think I don't love you? Well I do! And I don't know what I would have done if something bad had happened and I just-" My voice breaks due to the lump in my throat and tears are spilling down my face.
"Ana." Enzo grabs my wrist and pulls me to him. He wraps one arm around my waist and his other hand is holding the back of my head as I cry into his chest.
