𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

Roman left me with the girls half an hour ago and still wasn't back. We were starting to get to know eachother. I think we were friends but I don't wanna move on too fast.

Nova and Brandon were fighting again on the group chat and my phone was being blown up by Cole asking where I was.

"Hey uh I'm gonna be right back." I whispered in to maya.

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐟
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐒𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐅
𝐌𝐞: 𝐝𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧.
𝐌𝐞: 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬.
𝐌𝐞: 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞?
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐲𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.
𝐌𝐞: 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐝?
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐬.
𝐌𝐞: 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧.
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐌𝐞: 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐝.

I knew something was off about her. Another reason while my I left. Also val hasn't messaged me in a while. That's unusual.

I walked back over to the girls and had small talk with them until Roman came out. His hands and blazer were bloody and his eyes were filled with anger.

He picked me up bridal style making sure I had time to say bye to the girls. Dalia clenched her teeth as I laughed knowing she was mocking Roman.

I watched Him get into the car as I strapped my seatbelt. He banged his head into the wheel as I placed my hand on his back and rubbed it.

"You okay?"

"It was the guy. He was from the Spanish mafia."

"What did you do to him? Your hands are bloody." I ask water filling my eyes.

"I didn't kill him I promise. He wouldn't tell me anything so I had to do it the hard way." He spoke as he intertwined are fingers together.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"It's fine. It's your job." I gave him a weak smile and he started to drive with his hand on mine. I hate the blood. It's gross. Imagine that's someone DNA getting on you.

I completely understood where he was coming from though. It's his job and he has to do the things he has to do. Even if it isn't his choice. I hate seeing his hands bloody. It's hard to tell if it's his blood or someone else's.

We were 20 minutes into the drive when I got a loud notification from the app anomify. I unlocked my phone to see a message.

𝐇𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🙂

I smiled at the message and added this person as my friend. I cant tell if that was a compliment but I'm gonna take it as one.

"What?" Roman asked me squeezing my hand.

"I downloaded that app and someone messaged me." I showed him my phone and he smirked at the text a bit.

"Was that a compliment?" I ask rubbing my thumb on his hand.

"I think so." He turned back to the road and continued to drive.

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We made it back home and Roman let go of my hand as I ran upstairs to his room. I stopped running for a second and walked back downstairs.

"Wash your hands. I don't like the blood."

"I will." He lets out a slight smile as I watched him walk to the bathroom. Wish that lasted longer.

He's been smiling a lot more lately. That's a lie. I liked it that way anyways. At least he was smiling a bit. He never used to smile at anyone.

I ran back upstairs and slammed myself on his bed and stared at the message that person sent me. I hate this app already. I cant even tell their gender yet.

I clicked the keyboard and typed back a hi. Was that even a good enough response to this persons message. They fucking complimented me. I got rid of the message and called Roman.

"ROMAN!" Not even a second later I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. He peaked through the door and saw that I was okay and let out a sigh.

"Don't scream like that. I thought you were dying." He said panting.

"My bad. How do you start a conversation."

He looked at me furrowing his brows.

"Why are you asking me?" He tilted his head leaning on the door frame.

"Because your part of the mafia which must mean your confident in talking which also means you can start conversations. correct?"

"Uhh I think?" He rubbed his hand across his forehead and sat down on his bed.

"You can say hi?" He spoke suggesting the idea

"I feel like that's too dry."

"Dont overthink it." He grabbed my phone and messaged hi.

"Dude." I said crossing my arms dramatically.

"Your messaging someone. Plus they messaged you first. It's a take it or leave it opportunity."

"Right okay." I patted his head 3 times before lying down.

it was getting dark outside and the room stared to get a brown tint because of the light seeping through the brown curtains. Roman layer down next to me and I put my phone down.

"Wanna play a game?" I asked

"No." He said running his fingers through his hair.

"Truth or dare."

"I said no."

"I said yes."

"Fine truth" he sighed defeatedly and looked at me.

"How come you had to go to private school? Why couldn't you stay with us?"

He stared at me for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Because my parents thought it was too dangerous for me to be with you guys in that school. They said our family privacy would get exposed and it wasn't safe. I know they weren't doing it for my safety though. Only for their safety. They only fucking care about themselves. At one point I had to live with my grandparents because my parents kicked me out for being out too late."

He took a deep breath before speaking again.

"I never really liked my parents. I'm glad they are gone for the weekend. And I'm glad your here too. Even though I act like I don't care I kinda need company. The mafia isn't enough."

I sat up slowly before speaking

"You want a hug?" I asked

"What?"

"A hug."

He just furrowed his brows at me and sat up.

"Like a bro hug?" He asked rubbing his forehead.

"Ugh just hold your arms out" I spoke grabbing his arms and pulling them out.

I sat closer to him and wrapped my arms his neck. He tensed up but slowly calmed down and wrapped his arms around my back.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"I like hugs." He whispered back.

We sat there like that for a few minutes and I waited for him to pull away from the hug.

"Truth or dare?" He said pulling away from the hug.

"Truth. Just to make it even."

He nodded and spoke again. "You remember earlier when you asked me if you could stay longer? Why did you ask?"

I stared at him for a second and remembered the messages that Cole sent. About Linda. I forgot to tell him I had to go home.

"About that I have to leave. Monday." I looked down and played with my fingers pulling at my skin.

"Don't do that. And it's fine. Leave whenever you want my goal was too stop val from making you look horrifying."

I slightly laughed at his joke before answering the question.

"Uhh I didn't like the idea of Linda. I like the fact that my dad is finding love and all but she's off."
I gulped knowing that wasn't the full reason why I wanted to stay but also why I have to leave.

I felt guilty hiding this from him as he told me the whole truth.

"That's all?" He spoke grabbing my shoulder.

"If I tell you your going to over react."

"I won't. Promise." He nodded as I nodded back.

"Linda has been raising her voice at Sydney. That's why I have to get home asap." I took a breath in and Roman stood up.

"Are you going to be okay if I let you go home? And does your dad know? What the fuck." He muttered the last bit while tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"He doesn't know. Cole messaged me this morning while you were in that room. Shes got all eyes on him and her."

"If she lays a finger on any of you I'm going to kill her."

I stood up and grabbed his shoulders.

"It's gonna be fine."