“You Bastard, can’t you knock”
“You can’t just barge in when you feel like it!” I yelled, running a hand through my hair.
“How was I supposed to know you’d be dressing like this?!” He shot back.
“What did you need him for that could be so important to interrupt hm?” I questioned impatiently.
“Alessandro said he was looking for the guy that killed you mother and I found him.
He left a ring in your mother’s house and I immediately knew who it belonged to”
“Go on,” I waved a hand in the air impatiently; why the fuck was Ian going to tell Alessandro this before me?
“Are you sure you want to know, Cassandra? It might be hard to hear?”
“Just fucking tell me, Ian!”
“It’s… my father’s ring,” He said hesitantly, and the door opened, Alessandro in the door post, stopping in his tracks when he saw Ian and me.
Fuck! I was still in the bunny costume.
“What the fuck is going on here!” Alessandro yelled, pushing past Ian to get to me, shifting his gaze between us both.
“So you two are fucking then?”
“Fuck Alessandro you really don’t trust
me, do you,” I sighed, sitting down on the bed.
“I came here about 5 minutes ago Alessandro and no, I’m not fucking your wife, she had already dressed like this before I got here,” Ian yelled.
“So why the fuck are you here hm?” Alessandro folded his arms across his chest, muscles bulging through his white shirt.
“We need to talk downstairs” Ian stated but Alessandro just laughed in his face.
“We can talk tomorrow as you can see I’m a little busy right now” He chuckled placing a palm on my bare shoulder but I shrugged it off.
I was pissed at the fact Alessandro didn’t trust me enough and the fact that he thought I was fucking Ian behind his back?
What made me even more pissed is that his father killed my fucking mother.
“You guys go talk downstairs I’m taking this shit off and going in the shower” I started to take off my bunny ears and got up from my seat, but Alessandro stopped me by putting a hand on my shoulder.
“Leave it on,” He demanded, his wife wearing a skimpy costume.
“Don’t fucking tell me what to do, You don’t trust me enough, do you?
You think I’m sleeping with your brother before giving us time to explain.
I’m going in the shower, fuck this!” I yelled waving my hands in the air before rushing to the bathroom and slamming the door behind me.
“Come on, Alessandro, let her be,” Ian said.
“Lets go talk”
I sighed and went to the dining room to talk with my brother, I felt like fucking shit for thinking Cassandra would ever do something like that.
I did trust her, but I just wasn’t thinking straight. I mean, it’s not the best sight to walk into, seeing my brother and my wife.
“What could be so urgent that you had to come into my house without my permission?” I gritted out sitting in a chair opposite Ian.
“This was my house too, Alessandro before you kicked me out.” He chuckled, but I was starting to get impatient.
“I didn’t kick you out, you left so you didn’t have to hear Cassandra moaning every night,” I protested, and he giggled.
“So do you want the bad news or the good news?”
“Good news.”
“The good news is I know the person responsible for killing Cassandra’s mother”
“Go On”
“The bad news is… it’s our father”
My heart instantly dropped, why the fuck would my father kill Cassandra mother it makes no sense, He liked her mother, she was a good friend to the family.
A wave of anger and betrayal spread across my face and I jammed my fist into the nearest wall.
“Fuck, Does Cassandra know?” I sighed looking at my bloody knuckles, blood trickling down my hands but I was too angry to care.
“I told her just before you came in; she seemed more angry than upset,” Ian stated calmly.
“Do you want me to leave you guys alone?”
I nodded taking a seat and placing my hands in my head wondering what the fuck to say to Cassandra, I heard the front door shut as a sign of Ian leaving and called my mother in case she was in any danger.
“Alessandro mio figlio how are you?” She asked in a motherly tone and I let out a sigh of relief knowing she was okay.
(Italian Translation: Alessandro My son)
“Are you safe, is Dante with you?” I asked, Dante is her guard who has kept her safe in several incidents so I figured if she’s with him no harm will come to her.
“He’s right next to me baby what’s wrong?” She asked her voice laced with concern.
“Everything’s fine, Have you heard anything from Dad in the last week?”
“No, I haven’t seen him since I kicked him out”.
“Okay, okay good”
“Alessandro” She warned.
“What’s going on”
“I have to go please don’t leave the house without Dante okay? Goodbye Mum” I said quickly then hung up avoiding more questions.
My next thought was Cassandra; I needed to apologize for being an asshole and all the other shit I’ve done to upset her.
I headed upstairs to find the bedroom door locked.
Fuck!
“Cassandra can you open the door please” I yelled in the hope she could hear me but still no answer.
“Cassandra” I warned shaking the door handle.
“I’ll kick this fucking door down if you don’t open it” As soon as I was about to kick down the door it opened slowly revealing an angry Cassandra.
“Maldito gilipollas, tienes problemas de ira o algo asi?!” Her Spanish accent dripping with anger but it kind of turned me on even though I had no idea what she was saying.
(Spanish Translation: Fucking asshole,
Do you have anger issues or something?!”)