The Lost Mafia Principessa

Part 74

It's been days and Raphael hasn't called or texted. I'm a nervous wreck. Miguel keeps trying to reassure me but I can't help thinking something is up. I've called him multiple times and texted with no response. It's Friday now and I still haven't heard from him. I've googled his name but nothing of any sort of bad things comes up. About 2pm on Friday I decide to call again. Nothing. I've tried his sister nothing. I've tried Leonardo, Lorenzo and Stacey and still no one is answering. I beg Miguel to let me use his phone to call and he finally relents feeling bad

A few minutes later.

Raphael: Stop calling. I'm not interested in continuing this relationship anymore.

My heart stops. I can't breathe. I can't even form words. Daniella sits up and asks if I'm ok.

I call Raphael immediately and I get nothing. I call again and get nothing. I'm panicking. Please no. Please let this be a joke.

I send a text.

Andrea: I want to talk to you. Figure this out.

Raphael: I have nothing to say to you.

Andrea: I don't understand what's going on.

Raphael: I've realized that I don't want Miguel's sloppy seconds.

My heart stops right there and I break down. Tears fall down my face and I sob. I call again.

"Please please please answer." Still nothing. "I don't understand please." I sob into my phone.

Daniella is in front of me now. "Andy what's wrong? What's happened?"

"I I I he...he" I can't form words and she takes my phone from me and sees the message.

"Punta." She hisses.

I shake my head to her. "Something isn't right. Something isn't right."

She puts her hands on my shoulders. "Calm down it will be fine. Calm down."

I can't calm down. I can't breathe. Miguel comes in front of me. I fumble for the words when Daniella tells him what happened. Tears stream down my face. "Something isn't right this this..."

Miguel pulls me to him and says into my hair. "It will be ok. Dani is right he isn't a man if he has to do it over text."

I shake in his arms. "Something isn't right. This isn't right. He wouldn't...he he he said...he loved me." I cry into his shoulder.

"I know I'm sorry." He hugs me tighter.

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It's been a week and I've barely touched food all week. I've barely drank. I can't sleep and most of the time it feels like I can barely breathe. I've called him several times with no reply. My mind keeps repeating the last few weeks. We were doing great. Atleast I thought we were. He even coaxed me into phone sex several times. I thought we were good. I try to make since of it but I can't. We were happy but apparently he wasn't. I sat in that thought for awhile laying in bed when Daniella walks into my room. She sits on my bed and looks down at me.

"Get up." She commands.

I sit up but I don't remove the covers. "Hey." I say small.

"Good morning." She smiles brightly.

I give a small tight smile back at her.

"Get up." She commands again.

I just look at her with nothing to say from the emptiness inside of me.

"Don't waste your precious time upset because a dumb ass didn't know what he had in front of him. You've spent days under these covers over someone who doesn't deserve you. Don't waste any more of your time on him especially when there's another who would gladly take his place." She squeezes my hand. "I'm not leaving until you atleast walk in the shower."