Hi guys ! Don't worry I'm still alive and I'm sorry for not updating in like - forever...

I went away on holiday and got back a week ago yet I'm back at school so I had a ton of work to catch up on ..

But anyways , I'm back now and I hope you enjoy this chapter !

~Bella~ 💖

************** Angelo's P.O.V

Sliding quickly into my car, my hands gripped the steering wheel as dark emotions and thoughts clashed inside my head.

Why did you leave her? I thought, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the wheel with painful strength, the pain radiating up my arms as vivid images flashed through my mind.

Leaning back , I rested my head against the headrest as my eyes seemed to glaze over as I remembered last night.

Blood rushing, heart pounding , adrenaline soaring - blood, rage... So much rage ... Then like a cold wave, guilt , sadness and sorrow.

I remember carrying her upstairs , her usual soft angelic face seems hard with lines of worry or fear. I remember how that man loomed over her with such an evil glint in his eyes it made me boil over. How helpless she looked , yet now she's acting as I nothing had occurred. But, I couldn't get the memory out of my head , it was seared into my very mind , I knew it was going to haunt me forever.

Sighing, I shook my head free of looming thoughts as I started the engine of my car, the engine purring to life as it did.

Turning out the driveway, I quickly texted Alonso to keep an eye on Alessa while I went to Alessandro's home.

Alessa's P.O.V

My head swiftly turned away from the window as I heard the purr of an engine before the sound of gravel as a car pulled out of the driveway , presumably Angelo.

My brows furrowed as I ventured out into the hall only to find no sign of anyone else in the house. But I didn't know whether to be relived that I don't have a cocky Alonso by my side or be scared at the fact that I'm alone in an enormous house.

My bare feet padded down the hall, the only sound heard was the creek I of floorboards as I walked across the landing.

Walking down the oak stairs , I was met with a vacant living room, the silence not sitting well with me, nor the fact Angelo left so suddenly.

Where did he go? I thought, just as I ventured into the empty kitchen , the counter top phone decided the let out a shrill of a ring, scaring the shit out of out me.

Letting out a startled squeak, as well as jumping about five feet off the ground, I tiptoed towards the phone, as if afraid they could already hear me across the phone.

Picking up the phone, I pressed it carefully to my ear.

"Hello?" I said softly , my voice just above a whisper.

"Alessa, why the fuck are you whispering?" Alonso's humour laced voice echoed down the phone.

Sighing, I rolled my eyes at my over exaggeration, how stupid am I to think it's some murderer coming to kill me?

Quite stupid Alessa, quite.

" You scared the shit out of me Alonso," I huffed before hearing a low chuckle down the phone, even slightly annoyed at him for scaring me , I felt a slow smile tug a my lips.

"Sorry for scaring you principessa but I've been assigned to keep an eye on you while your lover is out doing business," he teased, causing me to roll my eyes yet again.

Running my fingers through my hair I lent against the counter, "Ok, I guess I'll see you soon," I murmured, picking lint from my top.

"See you in five minutes principessa." And with that he hung up.

Placing the phone down, I wandered back into the living room. Plopping down onto the sofa I waited for Alonso, mulling over my thoughts as i waited.

Sure enough, true to his words, Alonso turned up at the door with takeaway pizza in his hand. Which in my books, you are automatically someone I will love forever.

Sitting on the sofas , we ate in silence as we both indulged ourselves in the greasy goodness of the sixteen sliced pizza before us.

Groaning in satisfaction, Alonso lent back against the sofa, rubbing his undoubted full stomach.

Chuckling , I lent back with him, my stomach filled the the brim with pizza.

"That was good," Alonso said, his face practically glowing with satisfaction.

Nodding in agreement, I patted my stomach, "That was probably the best pizza I've had in years," I replied.

Humming in agreement, we sat in silence for a few seconds before Alonso opened his mouth to speak.

"You ok?" He asked , his face dropping into a serious expression.

My brows furrowed at his question," Yeah I'm fine."

"No, Alessa, are you ok?" He asked again, realisation dawned on me as I noticed the context of his question.

My mind flashed with images of last night, the night seeming like nothing but a bad dream that didn't exist. I shuddered as the mans deathly glare flashed inside my vision.

Nodding, I swallowed the lump forming inside my throat," Yeah, I'm- ok," my voice coming out smaller than I intended.

I don't know why I was fine earlier, perhaps it was my mind pushing the traumatic experience into the depths of my memory.

Before I could react, Alonso had wrapped me in his embrace , his scent comforting to my senses, but not as comforting as Angelo's.

"You're so strong Alessa,"he murmured , his fingers running softly through my hair.

Burying my face into his shirt, I clenched my eyes shut, trying to block out the emotions that threatens to burst from me in a rage.

He soothed me some more, and that's when my barriers broke. My shoulders began to shake uncomfortably as sobs racked my body, my sobs muffled in Alonso's polo shirt.

"It's better if you get it all out, Alessa," he murmured.

Nodding, I pulled away, my eyes feeling sore and heavy from crying. Wiping my eyes, which were no doubted bloodshot, I gave a small smile to a sympathetic Alonso.

"I'm more worried about Angelo though Alonso," I said, his brows relaxed as he nodded for me to carry on.

"He seemed to be distant towards me when I woke up, he seems just closed off again," I said, my face hardening as a frown came across my face.

Running his hand across his face, Alonso sighed.

"Angelo is most likely blaming himself, for what happened, since he left you and-"

"But he didn't know this would happen , he can't predict the future," I stated, Alonso only shook his head.

"Alessa, there's one thing about Angelo that while never change, he will always blame himself for what happens to the people around him," Alonso countered, "You can't do anything to change that."

Sighing, I shook my head.

"Where has he gone anyway?" I asked, looking back up at Alonso who only simply shrugged in response.

"No clue, he only told me to come watch you while he went out to business," he replied nonchalantly.

Sighing again, I reached down to pick up the remote on the tv.

"Well until he gets back let's watch a movie," I said, leaning back I rested my feet on Alonso's lap as I began to flick through the movies on Netflix.

Finding a movie was easy, if you just block out the constant whining of Alonso. I decided for the both of us to watch Mean Girls, since I thought he should be introduced to the world of chick-flicks.

UnSurprisingly Alonso ended up in fits of laughter throughout the most of it. Eventually ending with me nearly smothering him so I could hear the TV.