CHAPTER 15
I wake up with someone’s arms around my body. I get more comfortable knowing its Enzo. Then I remember that I am in his house, not my father’s house. I can’t imagine how worried my family is going to be when they wake up and find out I am not there. I get up and look for my phone to call mama so she won’t be concerned, but my morning could not get any more difficult. I pick up my phone and see its dead. I must have forgotten to charge it last night. I will just get home before she wakes up. I have to wake Enzo so we can leave before anyone notices I am not home.
“Baby, baby, baby.”
“Mmmmm.”
“We have to leave before someone notices I am not at home,” I say, but it is like I am talking to a wall because Enzo only gets more comfortable on the bed.
“ENZO WAKE UP,” I say shouting into his ears.
“WHAT,” Enzo says, picking up his gun from his side table that he kept incase of an emergency.
“Oh, it’s you, mi amore,” he says putting the gun back down.