𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 • 𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈 || ❝𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐭❞

>𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃

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𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

"He's stable." Enzo's father admits proudly. He takes in a deep sigh and seems to be struggling to find other words.

I stare at Dante who is broken but is trying to hold himself together, he's never been like this before and it's so heart breaking to see him this way.

"Dante? You okay?" I enquire along with a whisper. He nods his head and sits right next to his brother, giving him some support.

I leave the room allowing them to be together with their mother and rummage for my phone, I dial my uncles number and wait for the phone to ring.

A few moments pass and Nicolas answers the phone almost, suspiciously.

"Everything okay Arianna?" Nicolas asks and I take in a deep sigh, trying to find the words to say.

"Bruno was shot by a sniper." I state. Not even thinking of the consequences, not thinking about his reaction or how I should word it, but I have blurt out the sentence and there I'm left with a large gasp at the end of the phone.

"I'm coming home!" He exclaims but I instantly feel awful.

"It's fine, he's stable." I add, trying to reassure him in the process.

"No. I'm getting on the next flight as I possibly can. The Black Eagles planned this." He adds before an item is smashed at the other end of the phone, I flinch at the strange noise and begin to picture what could've happened.

"I'm so sorry." I announce. I was guilty. I was too busy kissing Enzo to even pay attention to my cousin's safety. Nicolas put me in charge.

"It's not your fault." Nicolas adds I sigh and put the phone down. Yet the guilt consumes my body more.

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Hours have past and we were all now back in the mansion. Bruno was able to come back but this time in our hospital like room but he isn't allowed to move around at all, which will definitely be a mission for him and his stubborn ass.

The bodies have been removed from the floor and Dante has gone somewhere, he's either in the mansion or he's not, I have no idea.

Aunt Marie is broken down in her room and has only just fallen into a deep sleep along with her depression and well... Enzo, I've been avoiding him at all times. I've tried to avoid contact but I don't think it's going to work much longer.

I empty the dust-pan and feel as a hand is placed on my shoulder. I instantly feel the warmth emerge on my skin and the goosebumps are painted all over the surface of my skin from the contact.

I bolt up and there I'm faced with Enzo. The person I'm trying to avoid to the best of my ability but I'm not doing such a good job.

"Hey." He states, is that it... Hey?

"Look, Enzo, that kiss didn't mean anything..." I force myself to say the sentence but I suddenly feel a sharp pain digging into my chest.

"What do you mean?" He raises his brow along with his curiosity where I sigh deeply, dreading what I have may said, this was going to go one way or another.

"It shouldn't have happened Enzo." I say blankly, but all I get in return is a frown upon his face.

"You can't say that." Enzo states with his arms folded, his eyes look blood-shot and almost as if he's going to... Cry?

"I'm sorry Enzo, but my family are important. My cousin got shot because I was being selfish." I add, pointing out the obvious.

"You're joking?" Enzo huffs and runs his fingers through his hair. "You're lying Arianna, you know you are." I shake my head, avoiding the statement, completely meaning 'no'.

"Fine." Enzo says and walks off, he picks up his jacket which is resting on the dining chair and begins to slide his arms through the holes.

"I'm sorry Enzo..." I get out my words without feeling trapped but I'm waiting for this to come back to me.

"No, Arianna. I'm sorry that I ended up falling for you." He scoffs and finishes his sentence. "Fuck, I thought we were going to actually have something." I become speechless at his words.

"Enzo–"

"–Don't Enzo me, you've caused this now. You're on your own." He interrupts and walks off with his jacket fully on. I feel like the sharp pain that was in my chest has only grown worse. And with each step he takes to the door leaves the pain twisting even more.

The slam of the door indicates my further pain as everything rattles from the echoing noise. I feel guilty yet not. This is for my family– and sometimes you have to sacrifice things whether they were good or bad things.

I sigh and look up at the top of the stairs where I see aunt Maria stand with her arms over one another. She's staring deeply at me, trying to read my mind but a tear falls from my cheek. I walk past the stairs and run to the garden, which allows my small amount of tears to mix with the rain, covering up any exposed damage.

𝐄 𝐍 𝐙 𝐎 • 𝐅 𝐄 𝐑 𝐑 𝐀 𝐑 𝐈

I drove like a crazy person. I was mad, the blood boiled through my body and only made me become more aggressive. Shitty drivers didn't help either.

"Fuck off." I shout at the stupid driver who tries to reverse without their lights on. But their car suddenly stops. The car door opens and a figure gets out of the car and strolls closer and closer, I then also got out of my car to face this driver who shouldn't even have a licence.

"You saying something?" His eye brow raises along with his muscular facial features. His body was built twice or even triple the size of mine, yet he was driving such a small car.

"Yeah, you're driving like a dick." I challenge which results in a punch in the jaw. But that punch only gave me energy, craving to feel something other than heartbreak.

"Come on then!" I exclaim and shove his body weight a few inches from where he was standing, I threw my fist across the side of his face.

He stares at me with angry eyes and spat out his blood as he shoves me against the car I had been driving.

Minutes only pass then women are screaming and children are witnessing something they should never be exposed to. Two grown men fighting in the street... What kind of humans are we? I sigh and witness the police cars and vans show up. I try and make a scape for it but I'm suddenly grabbed.

I hope it would be the muscular man who pinned my body against my car earlier, but as I turned my head slightly, I knew it wasn't who I wanted it to be.

"Shit." I mutter as they spoke their usual words, not allowing me to speak but if I did it would be used against me.

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Hours passes and the sun was finally setting, there was only a tiny window in this little cell, I was thankfully nowhere near the other guy.

"Mr Ferrari." A voice calls, the officer came to me and looks at me up and down as if I'm some sort of criminal.

"Someone's bailed you out. I don't know why, but if you were my child, I would've taught you a lesson." The officer adds as he jangles his keys into the hole to allow me out.

My wrists were aching with the amount of pressure the cuffs were putting onto me. I sat in the chair and wait for the person who bailed me out. No doubt it was my father.

A few seconds pass along with a few thoughts and a pair of boots came into my view as I was staring at the floor. But these were woman boots...

I look up and see my mother's face shoot up with pure anger. I'm even more scared of my mother than the officers. I've probably broken her heart...Her loyalty and trust.

"Come with me right now." She exclaims as an officer uncuffs me, I look at my wrists and I'm witnessed with terrible engravings.

"You deserve that." My mother adds as she watches where my eyes glanced off to.

We both enter the car park and got into the car, the first few moments were awkward. Almost too awkward.

"You're so stupid!" She exclaims as we are still parked in the car park.

"Not in the car park please mum." I plead, begging her to stop yelling.

"No, you disrespected my wishes so I won't grant you yours! I haven't raised you to behave like that." She adds and looks at me with pity as she wonders how I've become so fucked up in the last few hours.

"I had a fall out with Arianna." I state, but my mum obviously doesn't understand that we have... Well...Had a connection.

"What was this about?" She asks curiously, wondering why I'd be arguing with a female.

"I–we kissed... And in the process her brother got shot not so far away." I answer honestly and she looks down and has a frown on her face.

"I understand why she's upset Enzo. She has been handed all of this leadership and she feels as if she's betrayed her family." My mother voice clears a few clouds which are smothered along my thoughts and the processes.

"It's hard, but life is. You have to respect her wishes. If she needs time because she feels guilty. Then you give her time, don't pressure her, don't annoy her. Just leave her be and she'll come back to you when she's ready." My mother voice is full of common sense that just never occurred to me in the moment.

"I really like her." I state honestly. I've never liked anyone like this before, this is different. We have a connection.

"I know you do." My mother adds, agreeing with my statement.

"How?"

"The way your eyes light up as you speak about her. The way your dimples slightly show as you mention her name because you can't help but smile." She looks at me and takes my hand into hers. "You're my son, I love you deeply and I don't want you to take your aggression out on others. You grow up and become a better person." I nod and find myself becoming more depressed than I had been feeling.

"Look, it's hard because expecting to have all these relationship talks with Gerome, but I'm having these with you and you need to understand that a person's feelings are so valuable. Okay?" I nod at her in agreement and she pulls me in with a tight hug.

Now all we have to do is wait.

My mother starts the ignition of the car and allows the engine to start, I decide it was probably best for me if I stay with my mother and father for now, just until I get my shit sorted and get myself together...One way or another.