Chapter 14 - Aurora

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                               PRESENT
              SONG: WHY'D YOU ONLY CALL ME WHEN YOU'RE HIGH? - ARCTIC MONKEYS

TW! : MENTION OF ABUSE , SH , ETC!

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I was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling when suddenly I hear a noise coming from the balcony.

I look to my left and see Riccardo sitting on the chair smoking a cigarette.

Of course it's him.

I should have realized that it was him.

It's always him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him getting off the bed.

"I wanted to pay a visit to my future wife , it's something wrong with that?"  He asks.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?" He said.

"I'm tired , I even know what am I doing now. I'm like... speechless.." I say sitting on his lap while he wraps his arm around my waist.

"You will get over it."  He replied.

He isn't helping me with anything.

Not even with his words.

"No , I won't."

"Yes you will."

"How do you know that?" I ask.

"Because you are not like this. You are happy even if something upsets you after 1 minute you act like nothing happened."

"How-"

"I still know things about you. You though I'd forgot?" He asked me.

I shake my head in 'no.'

"But.. I can't marry you.."

"Aurora , we discussed this-"

"You love someone else." I spit out.

He starts to laugh.

"What?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"You heard me."

"Oh. You're talking about Anna Jones?" He said.

"Yes. You love her. Why would you do this to her? Are you that 'rude'?" I ask.

"Love. I don't love her. She is my cousin. I love her as a cousin. Not anything else." He said smiling at me.

"But I saw on Instagram-" he cuts me off.

"Love , I was trying to make you jealous on purpose. And I see the plan worked." He spoke against my ear,  smirking.

"Wait. So you're telling me you wanted to make me jealous?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Oh. Okay."

"Okay?" He Said.

I hummed in response.

"I will be right back. I'm going to the bathroom." I say.

He nodded and I get off of his lap.

I close the bathroom door and I look in the mirror.

"If I will marry him , I could kill him again and live a normal life. Again. Like I did 7 years ago." I whisper to myself closing my eyes as I try to remember what happened that day.

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