Plan B by Me =/ (beautiful books to read .txt) 📖

I was sleeping with him. I look down at myself, and if possible, I am even more shocked. That little shit changed me! Despite this, I can't help but admire his inked skin. He has tattoos scattered around his torso and on his arms. God tattoos are hot. I shake my head at myself and run out of the room before he awakens and sees me. I run to my room, and I'm shocked to see a person in the bed. "Maria?" 

"Hey." She smiles at me as I walk in. 

"How are you?" I ask, looking at my hands which are currently folded in my lap as I sit on the bed that was previously mine. 

"Fine, fine. How about you?" 

"Um..." I think about everything and start tearing up so I jump up and move to the closet. "I'm okay. Do you mind if I take a shower?" I ask and she shrugs, going back to relaxing. I look for a while, and then give up deciding I'll get Maria's help later. I take a brisk shower and grab a towel from the closet before walking out. "Hey Maria can you hel-" A sharp gasp leaves my lips as I tighten the suddenly too short towel around my body. "A-adrian." I stutter, standing there wide eyed like an idiot.

"Uhm." He clears his throat. "Fix this and come to my office." I walks out without another word and Maria helps me pick out an outfit. Although I can't say I'm entirely happy with it. She threw me Adrian's shirt and a pair of black leggings. I buff and she leaves to go explore I'm assuming. I get dressed, and I'm startled when a phone rings. I just on the bed and open the vent before it can ring a second time. 

"Hello?" I open, quietly. 

"My my, little Sofie all grown up. Sneaking out?" I roll my eyes at his use of the name Sofie. Only my best friend could call me that. "Don't worry though. You'll learn your lesson." He states, cackling evilily. That is, until he begins choking. "Be a good girl now." He hangs up and I just barely get the vent back in place before the door swings open, revealing the devil's spawn. 

He grins at me. "Boss isn't too happy with you. Just because he isn't hear doesn't give you the right to act out, does it?" He comes forward, but I'm stuck in my place. He back hands me, harder than Antonio ever did. I fall to the ground and attempt to look up at him, but he begins kicking my stomach and legs. "This one is from boss..." He strokes my cheek while he kneels down by me, before violently grabbing my hair and striking my head against the wall, making me feel queasy. He laughs and exits the room. 

"Hey Sof, Adrian really wants you down- Oh my God!" Maria shrieks. "Hey hey, Sofia, Sof, Honey, it's okay. Alright? It'll all be okay." She pulls me into her lap, and I can't even say anything about her using my real name before I start bawling into her legs. I haven't cried in what feels like forever. "Shhh... it's okay." I take a deep breath, and straighten up. "Babe, we have to tell Adrian. You can get away from Antonio, he can help you." I shake my head at her. 

"Thanks for your help Maria, but I gotta go." 

"So- Emily!" She calls after me, but I wipe my eyes and keep limping my way to the second floor where Adrian's office is. 

"What took you do long?" He growls, standing up immediately after he granted me permission to enter. I simply look down at the floor. I hear him stalk towards me, making my breath catch in my throat, as he grips my chin tightly, bringing my eyes to meet his now practically black eyes. I guess he gets angry easily. "I don't know where the hell you come from, but here, when I ask a question, I expect you to fucking answer!" He sneers, and I back up out of his grip. 

"I'm sorry." I whisper. 

"Damn right you are. Sit. Now." He demands so I sit across from his desk, while he walks around and sits in the large chair behind it. He stares at me intensely, making my hands fidget in my lap, while I just watch them, avoiding his gaze. This goes on for a few minutes before he breaks the deafening silence. Talk about an oxymoron. "Why did you run?" I don't answer despite his earlier warning. "You came to me, claiming you had no where to go. This wouldn't be a big deal, but now you know that I run, one of the most dangerous mafia's in the world." He sighs. He opens a drawer and pulls out a golden band. He holds out his hand, and when I just stare at it he sighs heavily this time. He walks around the desk and reaches out for my hand, making me flinch. He rolls his cold eyes at my reaction and slides the ring onto my right index finger. I've seen these before. Studying it, I find the engraving. A.G. His initials. 

This is one of the mafia's things. It means that as long as I'm wearing this, everyone else that would potentially hurt me knows that I'm under his group's protection. "Now," He sighs again. "Why, did you run?"

"I'm sorry." I stand up, trying to get away but he grabs my wrist, slamming me into his firm, now covered, chest.

"That's not an answer cupcake." He chuckles darkly, scaring me. I feel like a child right now. Being scared... I dare to life my gaze to his, and I can't help but jump out of his grasp. His normally medium grey eyes, are now completely black, his emotionless face revealing nothing. He takes a step towards me, and upon instinct I take one back. He frightens me more than Alan and Antonio combined. He takes around step and so do I. He takes two more, so I do too, but I hit the wall. He takes another step towards me, closing the space, making tears spring to my eyes. He strokes my cheek, making me flinch since it's my sore one. "Your scared of me." He states more than asks. 

"No..." I whisper, unable to decide if it's a lie or not, so I resort to looking down, but close my eyes when all I see is his body pressed up against mine. He moves his hand from my cheek to my chin, and makes me meet his eyes with my own. 

"Please cupcake..." His eyes soften a bit, turning a slight shade lighter. 

Should I listen to Maria, and tell him all about Antonio, or should I lie? 

"I was scared." I sigh with my decision. Why didn't I just tell him?

"Of me? Of my family?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowing and frowning. 

"No. No, of course not." I glance between his eyes, and they get another small shade brighter. "I just... I didn't know how to process everything and I missed Maria so I took my chance." I come up with on the spot. 

"If you had Maria," He says her name with a slight accent, and God that was hot too. "Why did you come to me?" Fucking hell. Why do I suck at this do much??

"Maria was away. She got back that night you left. I planned on telling you and leaving the day after I found out." He backs up and runs a hand over his face. When he turns back to me he has a smile on his face and his eyes are his normal color, while he shakes his head.

"Talk about timing." He chuckles. A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips, but I briskly dismiss it. "Now," he says serious again, just with eyes still light. "What happened to you?"

Chapter twelve

~Sofia~ 

 

"W-what are you talking about?" I stutter.

"You don't think I didn't think I noticed the red on your face? The limp in your step?" He growls. 

"Ehmm..." I remove myself from the wall and start walking towards the door. "I-I just fell. I went to wash my hands, and accidentally put my hands too close. It sprayed everywhere and I ended up slipping on my way out. I hit my cheek on the floor really hard." I internally cringe at the made up story. 

"You have to be more careful cupcake." He sighs. "Alright." 

I open the door to leave but turn back. "Why was I with you this morning?" I ask. 

"Maria will be taking your room. You'll be staying with me."

"What??" I exclaim, surprised but shrink back when gives me a pointed look. "I'm sorry, sir. But what? Why can't I stay with her?"

He chuckles darkly. "What? So that you two can plan a way out again? I don't think so. You'll stay with me, and she can have your room." 

"B-but- Yes sir." I look at my feet after I cut off my protest. 

"What's with the sir?" He laughs, a real laugh. I furrow my eyebrows at the ground in confusion.

 Seriously, he's bipolar, I swear. I think to myself. Laughter booms through the room, shocking me. My cheeks turn crimson when I realize I said that out loud. I rush out of his office, and I can still hear his chuckling, when I turn the corner and run straight into Brad, who's walking with Garret. Suddenly off balanced, I begin to tip backwards, when suddenly familiarly small hands grip my sides from behind, making me groan in pain. "Shit. Sorry..." I step away from Riley who joined their confused group. I look down sheepishly. "I, uh..."

"Emily, did you seriously do all those leg lifts? I told you not to do that while your on your period! Your cramps are always the worst on the second and third day anyways!" I let out a sigh of relief when Maria comes to my rescue. Both guys turn bright red and Riley looks at me sympathetically. 

"Jeez. I'm sorry girl. Lucky you, we have some chocolate. Let's go!" Riley grabs both mine and Maria's hands and drags us towards the kitchen. I will admit, my legs are killing me from Alan's beating, but I also have a pretty bad cramp right now. Yes, she was right about it being that time of the month. Luckily when Riley and I went out, I got two of the assorted sizes of tampons. Riley gets all of us some chocolate, and my my, was it amazing. Some time along the way, Rose and Dani join us. We all sit around the ginormous island on the bar stools, talking and laughing about the most random things. 

 "Ladies." Brad slides in between Dani and Maria, and I smirk when I see his slight blush as he looks at my best friend. "What we doin'?" He asks, like some weird gangster dude, and if we weren't already giving him weird looks, we sure as hell are now. 

"Y'all wanna play two truths and a lie?" I suggest and they all agree.

"I'll start." Brad states proudly. "I shaved my own head from the age of twelve on, I hate bacon, and I played basketball growing up." 

The shaving his head hits a little close to home, but I