28 REIGN OF EMILIA- Capo

November 1 continued...

After school.

"Okay, I am off. Call me?" Abigail says, as she enters her red Mercedes.

"Definitely." Emilia smiles, blowing a kiss to her bestfriend. "Good luck."

It is the end of the school day, and Abigail has to go home to Maldonia to meet some people, who will be included in her assessment of becoming the future Duchess of Europe.

"Okay. Bye, take care."

" Are you sure you do not want me to come with you to the airport?"

"Em, it is fine. Besides, do you not have someone to go talk to?" Abigail says, causing Emilia to frown.

Just as the words leave Abigail's mouth, Ace enters the parking lot and approaches Em.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"Speak of the devil." Abigail mutters. "Alright, I am off, call me as soon as you get home." Abbie glances at Ace. "I understand it may take a while though."

"Alright, see you soon." Emilia smiles as Abigail gives life to the engine.

"Love you! Do not stay out too late!" was Abigail's last words before she died.

Just kidding.

"Love you! Do not stay out too late!" was Abigail's last was Abigail's last words before she drove off.

"Alright, mother." Emilia chuckles under her breath, before turning to face Ace. "I am listening."

"Someone more private. My car?"

Emilia ponders the question for a moment before agreeing. "Fine".

Once the two were inside the car, Ace takes a deep breath before beginning.

"Babe. I know this isn't gonna make what did any better, but I'm sorry. I won't try to justify what I did, because I deceived you and that is one hundred and ten percent un cool, but can you please, please, please, forgive me? please, and I'll do my best to make it up to you." Ace poured out.

"Ace, this is not something that can just slide, by apologizing and the promise that you are going to make it up to me." Emilia says. "How do I know I can trust you?"

~How do I know you are not going to exploit my real identity the moment youfind out?~ she wanted to ask.

"Please, Em, I promise, you can trust me, I would never knowingly do anything to hurt you, to hurt us. Just give me an other chance, babe, please." Ace had never begged anyone like this before, but for Em, he is ready to get on his knees.

In other words.... He's whipped.

"I do forgive you Ace, I do." Emilia says, tears had welled up in her eyes.

Ace takes a sigh of relief, and goes to grapevine a hold of Em hand, but Emilia pulls away.

"I forgive you, but I still do not know how much I can trust you." she mutters, fumbling with the rips on her jeans. "-and what is the point of a relationship without trust?"

Hearing this, Ace's heart drops, and tears spring to his eyes.

"Em, come on-."

"I am sorry, Ace. I hope we can still be friends at least."

"Come on, Em, I can't handle being just friends with you, not with how I feel about you."

Wow, Ace, I'm flattered.

"Then I guess we are strangers then." Emilia mumble, before exiting the car.

The jerk off the car, caused by the passenger door slamming shut, the first streak of tear slides down Ace's cheek.

•••

Pulling up at the warehouse half an hour later, Ace exits his car, and enters the building.

"Capo" he is greeted by multiple members as he makes his way to one of the rooms, where a man had been tied up for several days, in attempt to get answer about god knows what.[TRANSLATE ITALIAN: Boss]

"non sta ancora parlando?" Ace asks. [TRANSLATE ITALIAN- He's still not talking?"

"nessun capo" [TRANSLATE ITALIAN- No boss] the man, who was in charge of torturing the other man, replies.

Without giving it a second thought, Ace whips out his revolver, and plants a bullet in between the man in the torture chair's eyes.

"Bene allora. Continua così." He mumbles. [TRANSLATE ITALIAN- Fine then. Keep it that way.]

"Pulisci questo. Avremo le nostre risposte altrove." he says, leaving the room. [TRANSLATE ITALIAN- Clean this up. We will get our answers elsewhere.]

"Si Capo"

•••

At home, Ace ignores everyone and just go straight to his the wreck room, and begins to smash everything. Since he wasn't wearing protective gear or using any equipment, he cuts his hand, punching a vase, making him even more angry.

"Fanculo!" he swears. [TRANSLATE ITALIAN-F*ck]

Ace leaves the wreck room, to go bandage up his hand

Finally laying comfortably in his king bed, Ace takes his time to think about all that had happened an hour ago.

"Damn. This can't be happening. I can't lose her like this." He says out loud.

"No, you can't. Then why are you still sitting around here?" came a little, sweet voice.

"Sara. What are you doing here?" Ace asks his little sister.

"This girl you can't lose...she's the same girl you've been talking to on the phone all the time, correct?" Sara stood at Ace's door, with her favorite teddy bear, Benny, in hand.

"What do you know about this stuff?" Ace questions.

"I take that as a yes then." the little girl says, making her way into the room and on to Ace's bed. "Listen. If you like her that much, why give up so easily? Unless she absolutely doesn't like you. Is that the case?"

Ace thinks; it can't be that she doesn't have feelings for him anymore, can it?

"I see you're conflicted. Let me help with that." Sara sat in a more comfortable position on the bed. "When she...Sorry to say this, but...dumped you-"

"Who said I was dumped?" Ace cuts her off.

Sara stares at her big brother as if he had said the dumbest thing possible, before saying: "It's not rocket science, brother. You wouldn't be moping around the mansion like a darn zombie if all was good in paradise, so I assume you've been dumped. Now, listen closely, this is what you should do."