thirty-eight: beautiful

gif of ophelia

not proof-read

I could't concentrate. Not even with simple things, like cutting fruit but I cut my finger instead. My mind has been tangled in a web and I just can't get myself out of this web. This is the result of Marco Donati.

He should come with a warning label or maybe he did and I just couldn't be bothered to read the label.

"I'm a bastard. A fucking bastard. I don't deserve you at all. But yet I can't seem to let you go. I love you. Even though you don't love me back, I love you. And I will love you until my last dying breathe."

Don't you freaking dare, brain. Don't you dare.

I kept getting flashes of what happened two days ago. Not like a whole entire flashback, just fragments of it and it's slowly tearing me to pieces.

Even though it's been two-days, it feels like it's been 20-years.

When the hell did I start acting like some sappy love-struck teenage girl?

What happened the Greek Heiress? What happened to Ophelia Kokinos? The girl who wasn't afraid to speak her mind and didn't take any sass from anybody.

This is all your fault, Marco. I blame you.

"I bought Chinese food!" Michelle grinned, holding a bag of Chinese food.

"And I bought wine!" Rita held up two bottles of wine. "And the best champagne!"

Michelle and Rita always seem to pick me up when I fall down.

I wanted a fresh start, not like changing myself completely like surgery. Like a hair cut or changing my hair colour.

I was getting quite tired of my hair length and it was a plan to change it.

Well, this it then...

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"Wait, am I suppose to cut this with the scissors?" Rita asked as she stares at the scissors in her hands.

Michelle turned to Rita with an 'are you serious' face. "Yes, Rita that's how hair cuts work." She retorted sarcastically.

Rita ignored Michelle's sarcastic comment and faces me. "Are you sure, Fee? Your hair is perfect just the it is." Fee? That's...Different.

"It will grow back, it's fine. It's just a haircut."

The idea just popped in my head last night. I haven't had a haircut for years now and I think it was time to cut it.

"Ready?" Michelle asked with a grin.

I returned a grin. Am I ready to start fresh?

"Hell yes."

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"Hot damn." Rita teased as she stared at shorter locks. I smiled as I gently caressed my shorter blonde locks, which went from my beneath by breasts

What if it looks terrible?

I open my eyes and stare at my reflection in the mirror. I breathe out a laugh as I stare myself. I played with the strands with my hair, smiling at my reflection.

Surprisingly, I like it. I love it.

"How about we celebrate?" Michelle asked Rita and I with a grin, flashing her pearly white teeth. I stared at her in amusement.

"For dying my hair? Yeah, that a great achievement." I commented with sarcasm hinting in my voice. Rita snorted out a laugh.

Michelle gives me a pointed look. "I am going to ignore that comment. There is party tonight, my family is invited to this party and I would really like some company."

"Why can't your husband come with you?" Rita questioned with a puzzled look.

Glad she is just as confused as me.

"He is going out with his friends tonight. Please, I really don't want to be alone." She begged.

"You have your brothers." Rita stated. Michelle rolled her eyes.

"They bore me and everyone at this party hate me for marrying Reece." She told us both. "Please." She widens her eyes and sticked out her bottom lip.

Rita groaned. "You are way too old to be using the puppy dog look."

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~marco donati pov~

"Why did you make me come here?" Marco asked my mother with a groan. He wasn't in the fucking mood to be partying and socialising with people who only want my money.

"Because, my son, you are are a mess! You've been at home drinking nonstop! You had an awful stubble that made you look forty rather than twenty-seven!." She complained. "Oh, by the way you have a little-" She licked her thumb to remove what I can assume is dirt off my face.

He stopped her by gently moving her hand away from my cheek. "Mother! Please! You should be treating Dante like this, not me!"

Marco was not going to be babied my mother.

She pouted. "Where is he anyway? I thought he was coming."

"He is." He answered. "Hopefully."

Since the whole family is coming to the party, Dante really wanted to miss out because the last time he spent time with the family it ended up in Dante announcing that he dropped out of University.

"Why didn't you bring Ophelia? I really wanted to see her!"

Marco felt his heart dropped when my mother said her name. It's been two-days since the not so nice incident. She said that we both needed space. Even though he knew exactly what he wanted.

And what he wanted was her.

He was giving her the space she needed, even though it took every fibre of hid body to not grab a hold of her and keep her by his side.

She needed room to breathe.

"She's with Michelle at the moment."

His mother nodded understandingly. "I can't wait to see her again! The last time I saw Ophelia is when she was just a small baby. I used to be best friends with her mother, you see."

This sparked his interest. "Used to?"

"Oh, no! Nothing like that. I am still really good friend with her and I still consider Ada as my sister. But we just don't see each other as much." She smiled sadly. "I miss her."

His mother looked up and grinned. "Michelle! Rita! You two look beautiful and you are?"

He turned his head away from his mother. His breathing hitched as he saw a beautiful woman. This woman had the uncanny details to Ophelia. Same blue eyes, same signature beauty mark underneath are right eye and same killer body. But her short hair was curled to the side elegantly.

Wait. This is her...

"My name is Ophelia."

Holy fuck. Ophelia was here.

And fuck me, she looked so fucking beautiful.

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yhhhh im not proud of this chapter

it is kinda...shit to put it nicely

but oh well.

i went ice skating which i haven't done since i was 8 and i slipped and landed on my knee it was bleeding and some large ass ugly bruise formed. but i slipped elegantly :p

better than my friend's bf who fell on his ass many times and even slipped whilst holding on to the edges?

anywaay if u guys are into teen fiction and romantic comedy i strongly recommend to read my book 'The Neighbour' it's completed and it's just something to pass the time :p

check it out guys!

see you in the next chapter!

have a lovely day or night!

nat xxx