Empty Symphonies III
"Cosa mi hai appena detto?" His voice is low as he speaks calmly, but it's clear the calmness in his tone is masking the anger beneath. (What did you just say to me?)
"Leave him alone." I spit glaring at his back.
Alejandro turns around, his icy gaze finding mine, and his face scrunched up in a look of pure anger. One that I had yet to seen see, and had it not been for my anger towards him, I would've been frightened.
I want to take a step back but I don't. I stay rooted to my spot as he takes a slow threatening step forward towards me. "I come home from a long day of chasing after a blonde lunatic-" another step and I start to feel his suffocatingly intimidating aura engulf me. "Only to find out that you left and still have yet to return-"
His jaw ticks with each word and his gaze is so piercing, I'm surprised he hasn't drilled a hole straight through my skull. "And you're here, telling me to stop?" He spits the last sentence, his face scrunching up and it doesn't take a complete genius to see that this man is about to snap.
But I was ready to snap back.
I glare at him but just when he's about to take another step closer, Marco places a hand on Alejandro's shoulder stopping him. "Capo, fermare." (Boss, stop.)
Alejandro slowly tilts his head to the side to stare at Marco's hand, before lifting his gaze back up to the man. "Cazzo lavori per me, stai giù." He commands and despite the frustration on his face, Marco retracts his hand, drops his head and takes a step back. (You fucking work for me, stand down.)
And as if he expects me to submit next, Alejandro turns his head towards me, but unlike Marco, I don't submit and I can see it drives him mad.
The man was hot headed, riled up and oftentimes let his anger cloud his senses, something tells me this was going to be no different.
"What did I tell you about leaving this house? It's as if you don't have any regard for your own safety and purposely go out of your way to get a reaction out of me." He snaps, his voice filled with so much venom.
I narrow my eyes at him, refusing to show him that he's affecting me.
His eyes flicker across my hard face, before home rubs his bottom lip and gives me a humourless chuckle, slightly shaking his head. "And to think, I worry so much about your safety while you've been nothing but a brat - a fucking pain in my ass." He adds, his words stinging and cutting deep.
"I asked one thing of you, Camila." He continues, taking a step closer to me. "One fucking thing." He gets in my face, but I don't look him in the eye and it seems to piss him off. "I mean how fucking dumb and careless do you have to be to pull shit like this? Huh?"
It's like he's purposely trying to hurt me. And with the way he spits dumb venomously, he succeeds.
I can see just how low he thinks of me, loud and clear.
I blink as tears form, taken back by his choice of words. It was like a slap to the face.
I wasn't dumb. But he's not done, and with a lethal look he takes another step closer. "You aren't permitted to leave the house without my permission. How fucking stupid and irresponsible do you have to be to-"
"Fuck you." My voice is calm yet the pure venom is clear.
I wasn't fucking dumb. He told me I wasn't dumb. But of course everything he says is a fucking lie.
My hands form fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms as I stare him down, meeting his icy gaze with a tear filled one of my own.
He has no right looking at me like that. Like he doesn't recognize me.
"Fuck. You. You liar." I spit taking another step closer. He has no right to scream at me, belittle me.
He pauses, his face turning red in outrage as he eyes me and that's when I explode.
"You promised me you would come!" I scream. Tears fall from my face but they're of anger, frustration.
Hate.
Alejandro's cheeks flare in anger and he opens his mouth to respond, but he stops and blinks at me, as if finally registering my words. "What are you talking about?" He growls, but there's a hint of confusion behind the frustration.
It's then that his eyes snap down to slowly trail my outfit, they pause on the pass around my neck before they trail all over the marble floors where my papers lay scattered around.
My symphonies.
"I looked for you. I waited for you! Do you know how humiliating it was?!" My voice breaks but I let the rage take over. I watch his furrowed brows raise to mine as it all clicks.
And when it does, the look on his face is priceless.
His lips part, his face falls, and the anger instantly dissipates until all I can see is instant regret.
But it's too late.
"Cazzo." He steps forward, this time it's in a sign of comfort instead of a threat and he softly grabs my face in his large hands, while his frantic gaze snaps across my face.all his rage gone and his tone much softer as he shakes his head.
"No- you didn't tell me that was today. I promise you Camila I wouldn't have missed it." His thumbs move to wipe my tears, and he looks at me like he's seeing me for the first time in a few days.
I step out of his hold and angrily wipe at my tears. "Maybe if you listened to me instead of ignoring me for days and then dropping me-"
"That's not what I was doing." He speaks confidently stepping forward with conviction.
I give a humorless laugh, "Oh right, maybe if you weren't so fucking busy replacing me with that bitch. You wouldn't have fucking checked out when I was in the middle of talking to you!"
He shakes his head and tries to step closer. "Camila, Principessa-"
"Don't fucking call me that!" I scream, moving forward and pushing him back. He doesn't budge and so I result to hitting his chest, as I sob and yell. "I'm not your Principessa. I'm not your little sweet Camila and I most certainly am not dumb!" I scream pushing him back again.
His facade crumbles and it's enough for me to see a hint of desperation before he instantly starts backtracking. "I never meant it like that. You're not dumb-"
But like I'd said, it's too late. The damage has already been done.
I push off of him and send him the nastiest glare I can muster while angrily wiping at my tears. "I hate you." I spit calmly.
He stops all together and snaps his head towards me. His brows furrowing as he flinched ever so slightly.
"I fucking hate you!" I scream and I watch as his jaw tenses. More tears flow down my face but I move past him to run upstairs.
"Wait- Camila. Talk to me-" he grabs onto my wrist and turns me around.
I glance down at his hand around my wrist in disgust before glaring back up at him. "Why should I talk to you when you've done nothing but ignore me these past few days?"
He purses his lips, before looking like he's going to say something, but before he can, I beat him to it. "Don't touch me. You'll hurt me again." I spit venomously.
He blinks down at me, his grip loosening and I don't even care to see the hurt on his face as I run upstairs and lock myself in my bedroom.
And it's then that I drop to the floor and let the loud sobs out while I ignore all of Alejandro's attempts to talk to me or get into my room for the rest of the night.
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