After our lunch was finished we talked for another hour or so before I eventually excused myself and went to my room, his face showed disappointment as if he wanted to talk the whole day away. Once I got to my room I locked the door and flung myself on top of the queen-sized bed letting out a stream of tears. I knew I was falling in love with him and the thought of it scared the shit out of me, which proves that my mom is always right, even with her crazy as fuck prophecies. I was still sobbing when I heard a knock on the door. "Rosella? Can you open the door for me, please? I need to talk to you, it's important." From his tone I knew he was dead serious...well I don't give a fuck; I want to be left alone, for fucking crying out loud. "Stop calling me 'Rosella'! No, go away Hugo!" Shit...my voice cracked at the end, now he knows I've been fucking crying. "Cazzo! Angel don't let me go get the spare key. Please open up." Hugo said. Ha-ha...I took the spare key to sucker. "You won't find it Hugo; I took the other key too. Now leave me fucking alone!" I screamed. "Cazzo questo." He said before breaking down the fucking door. 'Pretend you're sleeping Rosie, maybe He'll go away...' I thought. "Cut the bullshit Angel, I know you're awake, you know I can hear your thoughts." Crap...I hate fucking telepathy. "That's a violation of my privacy. Go the fuck away, Hugo." I replied. He didn't say anything, but he obviously wasn't going anywhere soon. 'Suffer in silence Hugo, I'm not talking!' I thought. Five minutes later something heavy sat on the bed beside me, making the bed dip. "Rose please talk to me." Hugo pleaded. When I didn't respond, he touched my arm and leaned forward. "Angel, have you been crying?" Hugo asked sounding surprised and worried. 'Too close, the face is too close, pretty green eyes dangerous!' the little voice in my head said. "N-n-no. I wasn't crying!" I stuttered. Hugo scoffed and pulled me closer to him. "Don't lie to me la mia Rosa, you were crying. Please don't cry, it breaks me to see you unhappy!" Hugo murmured into my hair. His body is so incredibly fucking warm and comforting...I just want to stay like this forever. I'm starting to get sleepy in his comforting embrace. "Rosella, are you awake?" he asked a few minutes later. I sighed both with pleasure and frustration. (Damn it I just want to sleep!) "Barely. Why?" I replied cuddling him. "Because we still need to talk. Why did you run away and lock yourself in this room? Why won't you talk to me?" I've got to hand it to him; he did a damn good job, making me as pliant as a kitten in his arms so that I can give him answers. It's still not nearly enough, though, to get the truth out of me...at least not all of it. "I don't know Hugo...I guess I'm not used to other people yet..." I mumbled. "Bullshit Rosella, I know you're lying!" he said furiously. "Tell me the truth." He ordered. I sighed. "First of all don't use my first name, it's Angel. Second I can't you wouldn't understand."

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I believe I never finished writing this chapter on my computer. I'll have to go find my spare notebook pages and look it up. Anyways, hope you survived my first story from 2013 so far...I'll see whether I'll update this. I really want to focus on Revenge is Sweet. September 4th 2020.

Edit, September 5th 2020: I found the pages! Brace yourselves.

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I was close to tears again...if he found out.... "Why not?! What could possibly be so terrible that you can't tell me?!" He asked. "It's complicated, okay? Now, drop it! Please!" I demanded. When his grip loosened a little, I turned to look at him. His face had the expression of hurt on it. "Hugo, I didn't mean it like that. It's just that you raised your voice at me", I said. That's when a fresh tear had sprung from my right eye. Hugo, seeing this pulled me close to his chest and murmured, "Rosella, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you!" Then a whole, brand new set of tears erupted from me. "You're not leaving, are you? Please don't, Rosella! You make this mansion feel so alive," he said anxiously. That's when I immediately stopped crying. "Is that the only reason why I shouldn't leave?" I asked curiously. He didn't reply. "Hugo could you let go of me, please? I need to stand up," I said. Automatically he let go of me and wouldn't meet my curious gaze. "Hugo? You're not mad at me, are you?" I asked getting worried.

A/N: Quickly taking a break. BRB.