Il Mio Re His Princess ✔ (Complete)

Chapter 2: I Need The Help

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Rose's POV

As my breathing became more even and my eyes were dry mom and dad took a few steps away from the bed and I looked back at both of them intently, I could see mom hesitate before she slowly began to explain,

"Me and your dad have been talking about this for a while now Rose and these nightmares keep happening, it helped you get over Andrew." she looked down at her feet, I watched as a tear fell onto the ground, dad rubbed her back softly as she continued "I just really think this will help you like it did before." I gave them both a tight smile and nodded

"Tonight was the worst one I've had." I stated mundanely, mom and dad both had a look of fear and sadness in their eyes, I could tell they wanted to ask why so I simply stated,

"With it being a year to the . . ." I took a deep breath and then managed to continue "Also Marco kissed me and that was my first kiss since Noah."

"That motherfucker. . . " Dad started but I cut him off

"Don't give him a hard time dad, it was just. . . I don't know how to explain."

"There were no sparks, no excitement." Mom commented and I nodded, mom and dad interlaced their fingers and both looked at me, I could see this was wearing on them, between Rayne and Ollie and me they were exhausted both mentally and physically. I lay my head back down and quietly said

"Goodnight. Love you." They both walked closer to the bed and mom kissed my forehead before dad said

"Goodnight baby girl." they walked out of the room and shut the door softly, I lay in bed and slowly fell asleep.

The following morning, I just wanted a normal day, not having to deal with mafia stuff, just to spend the day with my friends and family, maybe have a drink or two, I was still 'underage' but from time to time mom and dad would let it slip as long as I didn't as I didn't get shitfaced. I headed downstairs and lazily poured cereal and milk into a bowl and slowly ate. I was about to put my bowl in the dishwasher when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I jumped like a scared cat and spun around to see Ollie shrieking with laughter

"Fucking hell Ollie you scared me." I cursed and he was now crying from laughter, oh how badly I wanted to get him back but I could see mom and dad coming in from the living room, mom and dad entered the room fully clothed and it hit me fuck. Uncle Danny and Oliver were coming with Eva, say goodbye to any alcohol then. I know this sounds irrational but after everything he went through with Ariadne and her alcoholism he refuses to even let me touch an unopened bottle of the stuff, I get why, I really do, but I needed a buzz a little lift to make me forget. I pressed my lips together and passed mom and dad on the way to get dressed, I quickly threw on my black tee shirt and my black skinny jeans and my leather jacket, I ties my hair up into a messy bun. I put a quick coat of mascara on my lashes and painted my lips in a light pale  purple. I rummaged through my ottoman to find my black combat boots and waltzed back downstairs. Mom and dad waited with Ollie by the door, and as soon as I approached them mom had the door open and we were soon on the way to the airport to meet Uncle Danny and Oliver and Eva. Mom and Dad were playing some old music from 2005 by Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco and Papa Roach, me and Ollie sat in the back laughing and being embarrassed at mom and dad belting their lungs out singing the songs, lets just say that 28 year old music was not mine and Ollie's favourite but it was hilarious. I was too tempted to record it and connect my phone up to the flat screen in the warehouse and blast it in front of all of his men, now that was not a bad idea, so as 'sugar we're going down' came on I took my phone and recorded as mom and dad belted out the lyrics, I had to hold in my laughter to make it less obvious and Ollie watched me holding his breath, I was biting the inside of my cheek so hard I could taste blood to stop myself but I managed and did not cave, the best bit was when mom and dad clasped their hands together and yelled at the top of their lungs