NFTMB)Chapter 94
Victoria
(What Crazy Looks Like)
It was morning. I can sense it.
I can even feel it. Of course you can feel when it’s morning and when it’s not.
Last night was really one of a kind and one for the books.
We were normal. We were together.
He was normal with me and to me. He didn’t yell at me. He didn’t shut me down and he didn’t hit me.
When Elena said that he was going to be the one to tell his own story I never expected that it would be that bad and horrible.
I shudder in my mind even thinking about it.
Nicholas Rossi was a fucking asshole who got what he deserved and who deserved what he got.
You know what I’m saying and what I mean.
You don’t treat your kid like that.
You don’t even treat children like that. What is wrong with this mafia family thing?
It’s like they’re possessed or under a curse. It’s unbearable and horrible the things they do to children all in the name of training.
It’s even sicker that poor matteo would have to go through all that one day.
And maybe also become like Alessandro?
No. He doesn’t deserve that.
It was very heartbreaking to hear what he went through.
He is bad but he’s not all bad. He wasn’t born bad. It was just what his father taught him and made him.
He has his own demons to deal with and a whole lot of enemies. That’s another thing I picked up from everything he said last night.
Everybody is out to get him. They all want him dead.
Including Sebastian.
I’m quite surprised by the fact that Sebastian could think of betraying Alessandro. It’s shocking.
They weren’t just friends. They were like brothers.
Alessandro trusted him to a strange point. But like always people will show you their real self when you least expect it.
He was vulnerable last night possibly due to what he went through yesterday. Somebody else had deceived him and gotten away with it.
She must have been a very good actor and a very determined person to get away with deceiving Alessandro.
I couldn’t even imagine that someone could deceive him and get away with it.
It just seems off. It seems like something that can never happen.
He seems too smart for that. Too calculative and too intelligent to be double crossed the way he had been double crossed.
No wonder he was like that last night. Self pity and self hate. He was reeking of it.
I felt a little bit of it too. I hated myself and I blamed myself for it.
After hearing his story and what his father did and what he had to do to save Valentino, I felt bad for having an affair with his brother he did something that awful to protect.
Who knows if he’ll forgive me for that.
Will he ever forgive me for deceiving him? I don’t think so. That would be the ultimate betrayal coming from me.
I’m sure as hell that Alessandro will never forgive me for cheating on him with his blood brother.
What I did was unforgivable and stupid.
Valentino on the other hand didn’t deem it fit or important to let me know about this Laura girl.
He kept it a secret from me but then Jasmine knew about it.
She’s dead so why still hide stuff about her?
It’s strange and dumb. What’s there to hide?
You fell in love and she fell and died. How’s that something that calls for that extreme level of secrecy.
The next time that I see him, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.
Maybe there is more to this Laura girl?
I shook my head to get away from the strange and untrue thoughts in there.
What else could there be? This family is slowly messing with my brain. They’re making me second guess everything and everyone.
Every information given to me now must be checked and rechecked by me for any sort of hidden meaning or twisted words.
I have become a detective.
Seeing as he was nothing but nice and free with me last night, would it be too greedy of me to wish he would always stay that way?
Would it be strange to wish that I would wake up to witness that same version of him from last night.
Well, what am I even saying? I’m deceiving myself with all these thoughts and assumptions.
I’m sure he must have gone back to grumpy usual Alessandro that shouts at me for almost every little mistake.
He wouldn’t even still be lying here with me until morning.
He wakes up sometime in the night and leaves, leaving me here alone when I wake up.
Why would he stay in bed today?
But he is in bed now.
He’s still here because I can feel his breath fanning my shoulder.
I slowly but carefully turned and looked behind me to see him fast asleep behind me with his arm placed on my waist.
He stayed.
So I wasn’t hallucinating? He was really here.
Wow. He must be really tired mentally and physically for him to be in bed till now.
He doesn’t sleep till this time. It’s a huge surprise.
I turned completely to face him as I stared at his sleeping face.
He looked relaxed and at peace. He didn’t look weary or brooding.
He…he looked younger and normal.
Subconsciously I ran my finger down his straight nose bridge down to his full lips and slowly cupped his cheek which kind of stung due to the stubble he was wearing now.
He must have forgotten to shave.
I slowly turned to the nightstand and carefully picked up my phone before going to the camera app and clicking a picture of him sleeping.
I looked at the picture and I was pleased with my photography skills.
I kept the phone back where it was and turned to face him once more only to meet his eyes open.
He was awake.
I gasped in shock at this. That’s quite creepy.
“Are you done?”
“When did you wake up?”
“A while ago”
“Ouch. So you’ve been watching me since then?”
“Yes. Since I can’t hear your thoughts, I might as well just watch your face. Next time turn off the shutter sound and the flash”
“Ohh. Okay. Good morning, I guess”
“Good morning”
“What are you still doing here?”
He swung his legs over the bed and onto the floor.
“You don’t want me around? Already tired of me, Victoria?”
“No. No. It’s not that. It’s just that you don’t spend this much time in bed. In the mornings’
“I’m just messing with you, Victoria. I’m staying at home today. I don’t have the strength or zeal to be at work today so I’ll just be staying home”
“Alright”
“Go have a bath so we can go downstairs for breakfast.”
I got up from the bed.
“Uh what about you?”
“I will but after you. Unless you want us to save water”. He casually said while going through his phone.
Save water? Like have a shower together? The thought of it made me feel strange.
Almost weird but kind of nervous as well.
“Okay”. I said while still very unsure about the whole thing.
His fingers stopped moving on the screen as he turned to me.
“What? That was a joke, Victoria. I’m obviously not good at those”
“I know and yes”
He had a frown on his face.
“Are you sure? Not after you’d –”
“I know! I know! Stop saying that”.
“If you insist then”.
And with that, we did it.
I got dressed and so did he before he left the room first before me. I picked up my phone from the nightstand and went downstairs.
“Where the hell is she?!”
That was the first thing I heard. Screaming.
Very loud screaming coming from Fabiano.
“Would you keep your fucking voice down?”
“What’s it to you uncle, she’s my girlfriend and not yours so if I say she already left then she did. Besides, what’s it to you anyways? Why do you care about Jasmine? Anything you’re not telling us?”
Niccolo was the one who spoke as I walked into the dining room to see him and everyone else casually eating while Fabiano stood up with his hands on the table.
“What do you mean by that stupid statement, Niccolo! Of course I know something is wrong because you all are a bunch of sickos and judging from the blood on her dress! The same dress which you! You and Alessandro auctioned! I’d say you all killed her and covered it up as usual!”
“You’re creating awareness, Fabiano. What is the matter with you?!”. Elena said.
I slowly headed straight to the vacant seat beside Alessandro which I guess was for me.
“Good morning”. I quietly said to everyone at the table.
“Good morning”. Bianca responded happily.
“Oh shut up! Shut up and shove your greetings, you tramp!”
I gasped in shock at the outburst. Did I deserve that so early in the morning?
“Fabiano!”. Elena said with a gasp.
“What?! If nobody is going to tell this brat what she is then I will!”
“Shut the fuck up, Fabiano! Don’t speak to her like that! You’re the old tramp, you’re the one who is throwing tantrums here and creating an unnecessary scene not to talk of the fact that you’re spitting all over my food!”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed. I definitely couldn’t keep it in even if I tried.
Alessandro too chuckled.
Actually scratch that. Everybody laughed, including Amara, who was serving me breakfast.
That was the first I’ve heard her laugh even if it was just a giggle.
“Shut your stupid mouth up, Niccolo. I wasn’t talking to you! You all mark my words that this won’t end well for you all if anything happens to that girl”.
He sits down and notices Amara standing beside Valentino.
“Get the hell out of here you maid! Do I look like Alessandro?!”
“Don’t talk to her like that you pig!”. I blurted out.
Everybody turned to look at me including Amara.
She was surprised.
“Ohhhh, you both besties now, hmm?”
“You’re literally disgusting!”
“At least I’m not”
“Shut the fuck up, Fabiano! Shut the fuck up and leave! Leave this house! Leave this earth entirely!”
Alessandro’s voice was loud as I jumped in surprise.
“You think you scare me? You don’t scare me! You can only scare your wife! And if you all don’t provide that girl, including you, Alessandro, you all will pay!”
“Are you done? Or shouldn’t you have started from the beginning. Let’s start by telling everyone here that you were sleeping with Jasmine. Your nephew’s girlfriend”. Alessandro said casually.
I covered my mouth in shock as Bianca’s face contorted into one of disgust as she looked like she was about to throw up anytime soon.
“What?!”. I said in disbelief
“Fabiano, is this true?”. Elena asked.
“Of course you’d believe your son.”
“Answer the fucking question!”. Niccolo yelled.
“It’s not my fault that she picked me over you”. He said with a smirk.
“You wish. Jasmine was a whore and everyone here could attest to that. If you were a tree with a dick then she still would have fucked you. You’re nothing important or special”.
“Granted, dear nephew but at least she wouldn’t be scared of sleeping with her eyes closed. You know why? Because at least I’m not crazy and I-”
It happened in a flash and before we all could grasp what was happening Fabiano was on the floor with blood seeping out of his now busted lip.
Niccolo had punched him and was still standing over him with his chest rising and falling in anger.
“You hit me?! You dared to hit me?!”
“Call me crazy one more time and you’ll see what crazy looks like!”
Fabiano got up from the floor in anger while holding his cheek before pointing a finger at us one by one.
“Mark my words today. You all will regret this day”. He said in anger.
“Get out of my way!”. He screamed at Amara before storming upstairs.