Page 40 of My best friends little sister

We stay outside for awhile just watching the sunset.

I was hesitant to go back inside with angelica so soon because I knew she needed time to calm down.

We sit on the floor of the parking lot leaned up against my car.

Angel is sat between my legs wrapped up in my suit jacket and my arms tightly around her. This is peace.

I hear soft footsteps coming from beside us causing me to turn my head. Its Ivan. He gives me a small nod and leans up against the car. ''Boss. Mateo left. He's taking him to the warehouse'' I nod in response. Angelica looks up at me and then to Ivan. ''Are you going to kill him?''

Neither of us respond and angelica sighs, taking our silence as an answer. Nobody touches my girl and gets away with it. She knows that.

She nods and opens her mouth to say something before closing it again ''what is it?'' I ask.

She wore it for me

She looks down at her dress and smiles. ''You should wear black more often, especially with me. When you wear white you're my princess, but when you wear black? You're my queen''

I plant a kiss on her forehead and lean against her. ''Some day, I'll make you my official queen. Slap a big ring on your finger and have you by my side always. Sounds like a dream'' she hums in response and I can feel her drifting slightly.

I carry angel into the apartment and stop instantly when I see it. The inside is beautiful. It looks so elegant and cosy. Exactly what I expected. Its a large place, a penthouse just like she deserves.

I make my way up the stairs and look for her bedroom.

Theres only a couple rooms so it wasn't hard to find.

When I walk in I find the most beautiful bedroom, one fit for a princess.

The walls are white with 1 singular light purple wall.

Theres a large queen bed in the centre covered in multiple blankets and pillows.

Above the bed is a sheer canopy like curtain covered in fairy lights.

I smile to myself at the sight knowing it looks exactly how I thought it would. It radiates angelicas personality so much.

I softly place her on the bed, removing multiple pillows so she can sleep more comfortably. She stirs slightly, her eyelids fluttering open. ''Sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to wake you''

She smiles and her eyes close again. I walk to her closet and grab the first tshirt I can find and walk back over to the bed to unzip her dress. Once I remove it I take in her body. Not in a creepy way while shes sleeping, but in a worried way.

Shes so thin. The sight of her reminds me of when we first met.

When I saw her fragile body sitting on my couch.

The kind of body you get after years of abuse and malnourishment.

It pains me knowing I'm the reason for this.

Knowing that she was so heart broken she couldn't even take care of herself.

I snap out of my thoughts and gently lift her off the bed to slip on the tshirt. Its huge on her. Then I realise...

its one of mine.

She kept it. She kept my tshirt even after everything. Even after returning everything I gave her she still held onto this tshirt. It makes me happy knowing out of everything she could have kept as a memory, every gift I got for her, she chose this.

As I lay her back on the bed I notice her arms. New scars.

I trail my finger lightly over them.

Theyre healed thank god so theyre not too recent, but it hurts me so much that she did that again.

I left her. I broke her. She thought hurting herself was the only thing she could turn to and that breaks my heart.

I lean down to her wrist and plant a soft kiss on it, doing the same to the other before pulling the covers over her body. ''Goodnight mia cara'' (my darling) I say before getting off the bed.

I feel angel hand grab mine and I stop ''please stay with me'' she says quietly, barely a whisper. ''I will be back my angel. I just need to deal with something first''

She pouts, ''Are you going to kill him?'' I sigh. I cant lie to her like that. I nod slightly and lean down to plant a kiss on her forehead ''he will be dealt with, thats all you need to know''

She doesnt push me for more information, just accepts my response. He will die but he will suffer first. Suffer for touching my fucking girl. ''Sleep sweetheart, I wont be long'' she hums and I can already tell shes asleep again. Good, she needs it.

I leave the room and head down to my car, ready to drive to the warehouse.

I have an asshole to deal with