thirty-five: realisation

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~marco donati pov~

When Ophelia stormed out his office, it took him a few seconds to realise that he made a huge mistake. The worst fucking mistake that he have made and Marco remembered on having made some pretty bad mistakes in the past, but this one was definitely the worst of them all.

Well done, Marco, You fucking idiot.

He really fucked up this time. 

His legs strode to Ophelia's room. The door was shut and there was no sound coming from the other side. It was completely quiet.

He gently knocked on the door. "Treasure? Ophelia, can I come in?"

No sound, nothing. It was still silent.

"Ophelia, please open the door." He begged.

He messed up. But he was determined to make it up to her.

"Ophelia isn't in there." Dante said. His expression wasn't anything Marco has seen before. Dante has always been a person who usually has the happy-go-lucky expression. But not this time. It was dark and...Scary?

"Why not?" He asked, cocking his head. Where else could she be besides her room?

Marco was slightly afraid of the answer...

"I can tell you that she isn't in this house."

He froze in place. Dante noticed his sudden frozen movements, but carried on.

"She ran away to obviously get away from you. Brother, you really fucked up big time. Do you really think that low of her?!" This time Dante was shouting loudly, so loud that Marco almost jumped at the tone of his voice. "For the months that you have spent with her have you really not learnt anything about her?! You really are heartless dickhead!"

Hr had a pit in his stomach. It was all from the guilt. He was honestly the biggest bastard on the Universe. Heaven and Hell included. How could he be so stupid?

The guilt that he was feeling, he hasn't felt anything like this with anyone else.

He needed Ophelia; he needed his treasure; he need her by his side; he needed her when everyone would leave him. He just plain needed her.

But why though?

It's obvious. You love her.

He loved her.

I love Ophelia.

I fucking love her.

But he messed up.

Not if I get her back.

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~ophelia kokinos pov~

"Babe! I'm home!" Michelle shouted cheerfully. I heard footsteps coming down. A man came down the stairs with a smile on his face. He had light blue eyes and dirty blonde hair.

"Hey, Princess." He smirked slightly. He turns to me. "Hello, your name is?"

I gave him a smile. "Ophelia Kokinos."

The man gaped. "Oh, you are the one that Michelle has been talking about. Nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

Michelle turned to her husband. "Honey, Ophelia is going to stay with us for a while. There was an incident that happened." She frowned.

"I see." He nodded understandingly. "Well, Ophelia, you are welcome to stay here and my name is Reece, by the way."

Reece turned to Michelle, who was staring at him lovingly. "Princess, I am going to visit the Brook's family. Tyler said something about a burnt off eyebrow."

Michelle frowned. "Alright?" She says puzzled.

A burnt off eyebrow? God, what are the 'Brook's' up to?

"I'll see you soon." He dropped to the floor so his face was in line with Michelle's round stomach, he softly kissed her stomach before getting back up and pecking her lightly on the lips. Reece waved to me and he walked out of the house.

"Come sit." Michelle gestured to the couch.

As I took a seat on the couch, I asked Michelle, "How long have you two been married?"

"Almost two-years. Time flies by fast, you know?" She smiled. "And now we having this little peanut." She gazed affectionately at her stomach.

"How did you two meet?"

Michelle blinked, then throws back her head and laughs. "Reece and I don't have a 'normal' love story. We've been through a lot together. I was studying in America during my high school years and my school was literally a walking cliché. I hated it so much and I missed my brothers and parents. In my school, it was infamous for the way the dealt with badly behaved students since the area I lived in at that time wasn't so safe and had such a high number of teenager crime. So a program was made. A program for badly behaved kids. This program was an utter failure. Anyway, I just happened to be somewhere at the wrong place, at the wrong time and I somehow got roped into this program. And Reece? Well, he was known as the number one troubled person in the school."

I grinned. Oh, now I understand. "Was it love at first sight? Were you into bad boys back then?" I teased.

She chuckled. "No definitely not. When I first met him it wasn't exactly love at first sight . I punched him when I first met him."

My eyes widened. "Wow. Now you can tell your child, when I first met your father I punched him. It was love at first sight." I joked.

"So what did you exactly did you do at this program?" I threw another question at her.

"Well, none of the teacher couldn't deal with the behaviour so they would usually quit. There honestly nothing we did, it felt more like a detention than a special program."

Michelle definitely had an interesting love story. I wonder how she was even to keep sane. At least she had something interesting to her future kids.

"Ophelia, be completely honest how do you feel about Marco?"

How did I feel about him? What a million dollar question...

"I don't know. He can be sweet, charming and irresistible. I love the way he smirks, I love how he calls me treasure, I love the way how he is the only one that can comfort me. I love-"

"Him." She interrupted. "You're in love with him."

I wanted to be denial. I really want to be denial, because how do I know if I am really in love? Look what happened to Finn. I thought I was in love with him, but it turns I was in love with only a dream of man. 

"The last time I was in love, my heart was crushed."

"Did you think your life was utterly pointless?" She asked. "Did you wish to turn back time? Did you feel raging pit in your stomach? Did you feel that you couldn't breathe?"

"Well, no-"

Michelle continued to interrupt me again. "Does your heart flutter when your around Marco? Does you stomach get butterflies? Do you want to kiss him every time you see him? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?"

"Yes." I whisperd

"You found your answer."

She's right. Of course she's right. I'm in freaking love with Marco Donati. Yet I am so mad at him.

"He will find you and come back for you."

"If he is, he will have to work hard for my forgiveness."

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awww they finally admitted their love! but marco u still fucked up mate...

i can't believe we are chapter 35 already! i just remember being at like chapter 3 thinking 'shit i aint ever gonna make it far with this book' But here we are!

thank you guys for ur support YET AGAIN! I really appreciate it guys! :D

see you in the next chapter!

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nat xxx