L'ERRORE DELLA MAFIA

CHAPTER 39

I grab her wrist stopping her from leaving.

"Arabella please" I say pulling her back making her crash into me. "Im sorry" She looks up into my eyes, her teary ones big and sad.

"Atleast you learned to spit out that word" she laughs bitterly trying to leave again but I hold her to me.

"Listen to me"

"No let me go" she struggles against me making me hold her arms and shake her to listen to me.

"Give me five minutes" I grunt as she hits my chest with her small hands and I stop them by holding them, "five minutes baby I promise, give me this, I want to explain something to you"

"Im drunk" She says suddenly. "My head hurts we'll talk in the morning" She pushes me off walking to the couch and laying down on it. Her face looks tired and just over all exhausted.

"I can take the couch-"

One stern look from her and I shut up, letting her be.

I walk away to the bathroom to change and by the time I come back, Arabella looks like shes fast asleep so I carry her over to the bed and tuck her into the covers and sleep on the couch.

ARABELLA'S POV

I wake up to a deep snoring sound making me confused. Im used to waking up alone and to a silent room. I rub the sleep out of my eyes find an innocent face to be the source of the soft sound.

I feel my face soften at the sight of Hunter sleeping on the couch that is too small for him, his legs are bent and he looks uncomfortable. I frown, remembring falling asleep on the couch. So he carried me to bed. I huff, getting out of bed to go o the barthroom.

When I come out, he's sitting up, using his phone but puts it in his sweatpant pocket when he sees me. I also just now notice that he's shirtless. I feel my face burn as he maintains eyecontact so I look away, looking for my dress.

I can't wear that in public in broad daylight, I dont know how i did last night.

"Uhm do you have something I can wear home maybe?" I ask. His eyes look surprised making my stomach twist just looking at them. 'O-or I can just ask Jay or someth-"

"No" he almost screams then composes himself. "Is a hoodie ok?" he asks making me quickly nod.

He hands me a black hoodie and I thank him. I didnt even know he owned a hoodie. I quickly change out of his clothes to some more of his clothes and walk out. He has changed aswell.

Without saying anything, I grab my dress and my little bag, walking towards the hotel room door.

"uh thank-"

"Im driving you home" He says, his tone leaving no room to argue. But I will anyway.

"No I can take a cab" I say quickly stepping between him and the door. Hes looking at the door, over my head, his face has an angry expression on it.

"No, this is Chicago, thats not safe."

"I was born here!" I say quickly making him release a frustrated sigh. He's still not looking at me and its bothersome not gonna lie.

"Bella, I dont want to argue, lets just go" he sighs making me stomp my foot.

"You cant act like this, Im angry, not you!" I say making him release another angry breath, but he doesnt say anything making me even more annoyed. "Why arent you looking at me?" I demand and he finally snaps, looking at me with an angry expression and bursting,

"Because the thought of you even touching a hair of another man makes me want to rip him limb from limb!" he screams making me jump back. "Because since last night all I have thought about is when you were in MY arms, in MY house and the fact that I threw that away because I didnt know how to fucking handle what I was feeling" he's breathing really hard making me concerned for him.

"Because I burn for you with every breath I take since I laid eyes on you" he says forcefully. He closes his eyes tightly turning away from me, I can still see him heaving with anger. His words run through my head making me feel worse and worse.

"Hunter.." I cautiously approach him but he stops me.

"Maybe you should go without me" he says. My heart drops a little.

AN:
I dont even know if anyone's still reading but ANYWAY.