Chapter 4 3

I stood there for about a minute before what happened came to mind. My blood immediately rose to my face out of shame and anger at the man.

The nerves! Who does he think he is? Did he think I knocked because I wanted to offer him sex? and I'm the one he's going to call a nuisance! I was so annoyed that I rang their doorbell one after another, but it seemed that they had no intention of letting me out because they started ringing again.

"Hey! You rude boy, get out of here!" I shouted and kicked their door. "For your information, you're the one causing the disturbance and not me! The noise is your noise!"

I was disappearing outside their house, but I doubt they could hear it over the loudness of their music. I'm the only one in the house next to it, and the next one is about three houses away, so I'm really the one most affected by their noise.

"I'm working! Don't make any noise!" I screamed again, but it still seemed useless.

And I was so angry that I couldn't think anymore. I threw my mug hard at their door. It broke, but they didn't stop playing.

"Ma' va te ne a fanculo. Ma'a fanculo!" I bowed to them and marched back to my house. It seems that they have no intention of letting me out there, even if I lose my way.

I went back to the room and sat in front of my laptop. I tried to think, but nothing came to mind because of the noise coming from my neighbour!

So much for silence and peace! I thought I would never have a neighbour!

I remembered the man's face earlier. I will never forget his eyes, which are different colours. I've heard about that condition, but I've only just seen it in person. It's very beautiful.

But my admiration stopped immediately when I remembered what happened. That man's face is really thick to think that I want to have sex with him! If El Ordre hadn't questioned me, I would have killed that man a long time ago!

I called Violet to make sure. It's really annoying, and they don't seem to care if they bother neighbours with the loudness of their music.

"Hello, V? Why?" Violet answered my call. I winced as I remembered that she must be sleeping.

"Did I wake you up?" I hesitate to ask.

"No, it's okay. I just had a bad dream-wait. What's that noise?"

My annoyance immediately returned because of her question. Or is it really noisy? It reached Violet.

"It's my asshole neighbor. They're having a band practice at this hour!" I think my neighbor has a race of ghosts.

"What? You have a neighbour now?"

"Yes! And I tried to talk to him about the noise because I'm still writing my story, but that guy was a total jerk!" Shit! I'm really upset when I remember what happened earlier!

"A guy? OMG, is he handsome?"

I was stunned by what she asked. Is that really what she asked first? She didn't even ask if my story was over or if I could still think straight because of the noise.

"He's handsome, but he's also so rude!" I agree. I'll only fool myself if I lie to Violet, because I was even stunned by the man's handsomeness earlier.

"Gosh! I should go there tomorrow and see it for myself!" she said excitedly, and I just held my breath.

"You know you, Violet. It's like you're going to run out of men if you show up. Just narrow it down a little!" I said, making her laugh.

Violet and I talked for a while before we said goodbye to each other. With her promise that she'll visit me if she's not busy to see my "handsome lover". I just laughed. She has been studying Tagalog for two years, but she still can't get the other words. add her weird accent when she talks.

My mom was Filipino. And even though we live in Italy, she taught me how to talk. It seems that when I visit the Philippines, I will not be in trouble. It's just that I can't visit because of the number of our Bellucci opponents here.

She died when I was only eight years old. And Papà's control over my life doubled when Mamà disappeared. Until he got married again when I was ten years old.

I was against it. because, for me, he didn't respect Mamà's worries about me. He even tried to live with them in the Italy with my stepmother's son. Whom I knew as Brother Vander.

When Brother Vander found out about me, he immediately sent me to Italy. At first, I was very attracted to him. Moreover, I noticed something strange in his behaviour. He's violent. Especially when he is angry. But he never hurt me. He even treated me as her real sister instead. So I can't help but feel close to him.

and when the tragedy about him happened, I felt like I lost an ally. I lost my Big Brother just because of his love for the wrong woman. So I did everything to save him. I did a lot of begging for Tracer and Archer just to let them leave my brother Vander to me.

And now that he's out of the hospital, I really want to see him, but I can't. because by the time I set foot in Italy again or Papà finds me, he will control my life again. And he won't stop until he gets me married to the Mancini family.

What day is it?

And in what month?

This clock has never seemed so alive.

I can't keep up.

I stopped thinking when I heard that singing from my neighbour. I was surprised because I didn't know that a man's voice was so beautiful! And I'm sure that it was him because the man I talked to earlier had a voice!

And it's you and me.

and all of the people

and I don't know why.

I can't keep my eyes off of you.

I smiled at the beauty of his voice. It was also cold to the ears. It's been said. It's nice to hear his voice. Just by singing. Because when he speaks, what kind of arrogance and rudeness comes out of his mouth?

handsome, but rude! Shit!