Missing School

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CHAPTER 46

Warning: LOTS of Explicit Content Ahead

Mattia's POV

-Thursday Afternoon-

It's Thursday and the week has been flying by. Bella and I haven't gone to school, the doctor is still advising that she not walk too much so we've been mostly staying in her room everyday. I have been spending about 22 out of my 24 hours a day right by her side. I rarely leave her unless it's to grab something to eat or take a shit. Other than that, we stay in her room, go out into the lounge, explore the Mansion, or steal food from the kitchen. She specifically ordered a wheelchair so that she wouldn't have to stay in her room.

Ever since Monday when I said the "L word" things got a little awkward... but we got over it and we are currently pretending nothing ever happened. All I'm gonna say is that was seriously close.

I know my feelings for Bella are strong, for sure. I just don't know if it's because I actually... might... am starting to... well... like, love... her. For all I know it's just because I've never even really liked another girl before. I mean I always kept myself so closed off because of my family... but with her I couldn't do it. I tried and I couldn't... is that because I had a crush on her or because I... more than... like... her.

I suddenly feel a hand slip through mine and pull into my side. I instantly feel her crazy 10 inch curly haired bun tickling my cheek and rest my head against it like a pillow. She laughs and looks up at me, causing my pillow to be swept from right under me.

"Ready!?!" She asked, the excitement in her eyes making my heart pound.

"Yes, Bella, the question is... Are YOU ready?" I tell her as I place my hand on her neck pulling her in for a kiss.

Mia's POV

We decided to go down to the Falcone twins to get some ink done today. I have never gotten a tattoo and I really don't know how much it's gonna hurt. We decided on getting matching tattoos to honor our child who we never got the privilege to meet.

I am not gonna lie I was definitely nervous. Luckily Mattia held my hand the whole time. He reassured me that it definitely hurt less than getting shot.

We walked into a room with a couple curtained windows that was barely lit. There were two chairs and a small waiting area with a few smaller chairs surrounding a coffee table. I noticed the room was split in two, one chair on each side. Each with it's own work area for supplies and tools. The walls were covered in so many differently styled paintings, sketches, and wild designs.

I guess I may have been staring because suddenly I hear a voice come from what looks like a storage room.

"What can we say? Sometimes scribbling on people's skin isn't enough to satisfy the soul when it comes to making art." I look to the voice and there stood Mateo Falcone, standing tall and proud of his bare chiseled chest.

"Hey, Teo! This stuff is really fuckin good!" I say, admiring the works on the ceiling.

"Hey, I can't take all the credit, Toni also pitches in from time to time." He says with a shoulder shrug.

"Talking shit already, Brother?" And in came Toni in all his muscular glory. I know they are twins, but when you get to know them like we all have, it's easy to tell them apart.

Teo chuckles and looks to his brother. "Nah, Lil Bro, Misa and the Big Man just came in to get tatted, set up the chairs, per favore (translation: please)."

Toni does as told and Teo turns back to us.

"So, what can we get for you two lovely people today?" He asked.

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