Nobody to Somebody

Chapter 12

[A month later...]

It's been officially a month since I've moved into this huge mansion, and I still get lost sometimes. It's been a month since Matteo last spoke to me.

I've been looking for a job here and there, but my attempts have bought me nowhere, it's either too little salary or the jobs are too far away.

I was lying upsight down on the stairs doing work on the laptop and my hair all over the place. I wondered if I should ever dye my hair black since I have honey brown hair with caramel highlights.

The stairs were insulated with light brown rugs, so that's why I was lying there. I was alone in this house, Sky went with Willow to look for some fancy shoes and I refused to go shopping. I was tapped out, but they didn't seem to understand that.

I want to be independent with my money. That's why I've been looking for jobs. So this is what life after high school looks like. I hate it.

I heard footsteps coming towards me, and I looked up, and I saw an upsight down Ms De Luca, Matteo's mom. I sat right side up.

"What you're deal, ragazza?" She eyed me suspiciously as she shook her head in disappointment. I know she doesn't like me, but at least use my name. It is there for a reason, after all.

"Nothing." I nonchalantly replied as I went back to rapidly typing.

"You're just another slut that Matteo wants to get over and done with." She spat and I wiped it off my forehead. Why haven't we slept together?

I looked at her cold blue eyes. Misty likes eyes, seeing nothing but frost. I could see behind those eyes there was nothing but fear and worry for her son.

"With all due respect, Ms De Luca. I don't have any business with your family, and I don't intend to anytime soon." I said, closing my laptop to look straight into those icy blue eyes. I wonder why Matteo's eyes are ocean blue?

"Neither should you." She snarled, and I quirked an eyebrow, wondering why she hates me so much.

"Okay." I said as I started getting up. I was done with this conversation.

"Listen here, ragazza. Stay away from my family and son. Otherwise, sei morto." She said as she put her fingers around my neck and watched as I struggled to breathe.

She let me down harshly as I tumbled down the stairs. Ow!

"Let's this be a warning." She said as she strided towards the door.

I rubbed my neck as I hissed in pain. My chest started to tighten up. I ran to my room and I saw someone in there. Wait, am I in the wrong room again?

It was a drunk Matteo sitting on my bed. Yes, it was my room. I noticed he was taking more and more shots. He was sitting on my bed.

"Woah! Matteo, that's enough." I went towards him, but I halted. The mom said not to even go near him, and she made that very clear.

"Would you just shut the fuck up!" He said clearly annoyed. I didn't like seeing him like this. I know that under all that facial hair is a handsome man.

His hair was messy, he grew a beard, and he was not in the right state of mind. The hair being messy was kind of good look on him. Okay let me snap out it.

"I swear, if you fucking take another step closer to me. I will kill you." He looked at me, and the blue in his eyes was now mixed with a hint of red.

I took a step closer to him as the smell of alcohol intoxicated me. I didn't care if my chest was tight, but I wanted to see what was bothering him. I cared?