Page 36 of My best friends little sister

I wake up to angelica laying on top of me. We're skin to skin. Her face is resting on my chest, her mouth slightly parted. This is the last time I'll wake up like this, holding her in my arms as she sleeps, hearing her soft snores. My heart aches at the thought of what I need to do today.

I groan and roll out of bed being careful not to wake angel.

I head downstairs and I'm greeted by Mateo sat at the kitchen island, tapping his foot and checking his watch like a mad man.

''Fucking finally, I thought you were ending things with angel last night!

'' he shouts. I shush him and slap him on the shoulder.

Hes right. I fucked up, big time. ''Did you take advantage of her? Did you do this because you couldn't help but get your dick wet? Did you even care about how she would feel?'' I'm disgusted by his accusation. How dare he suggest I would take advantage of angelica?

Mateo looks at me giving me a 'you know what to do' glare and I sigh. Before I know it he's out the door and angelica makes her way downstairs. Way to abandon me Mateo.

I cut her off before she can finish ''no, no last night was great, amazing even. We need to talk...about us''

I sigh, trying so hard to take everything back and hug her.

''No I did. Being with you was wrong, last night was wrong, everything about this is wrong and it needs to end'' disgust. Disgust is what I feel with each word.

Not a single thing is true and it hurts me.

I need to be serious and intense with this.

She needs to believe it, its the only way I can keep her safe.

If she hates me, then she wont be in danger.

She shakes her head violently as tears fall from her eyes. ''Y-you dont. You love me. You told me you love me'' her words sound desperate, like shes trying to make herself belief its still true. It is true baby, I love you so much

I suck in a breath preparing myself for what I'm about to say. I'm sorry angel, please forgive me for my words.

I dont respond. I watch as she slowly removes her necklace, the one that I bought for her, followed by her bracelet. Her shaky hand reaches out to me with the jewellery in her palm. I move my hand up and she places both pieces inside, avoiding contact.

She steps back once more and looks at me. Her face is red and puffy, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes are dark, almost black, and seem emotionless. I broke her

'I hate you'

'I hate you'

'I hate you'

Her words play in my head non stop. The image of her face flashing every time.

I cant hold it anymore. I run to the downstairs bathroom, dropping in front of the toilet.

I throw up. I throw up until I have nothing left in me to come up.

I feel sick to my stomach. The things I said. The pain I caused her. Its too much.

When I finish throwing my guts up I sit on the bathroom floor, letting my emotions take over. I stay there for almost an hour just sobbing. Trying to remind myself that this is for the best. Youre protecting her Dante. She will be safe now. Giovanni cant hurt her.

I should be happy that shes safe now.

So why do I not feel happy?