If only he loved me too novel Chapter 15

things went back to how they were before the accident, maybe I was expecting too much from him but there was a little hope that maybe, or just maybe he would feel something towards me. silly I know but I'm thousands of miles away from home looking for revenge, revenge for something that never happened or was faked, well he is alive so it cannot be considered revenge which implies that everything I did in the past six months was a complete and utter waste, waste of resources.

I know I'm rambling in frustration but what else can I do, after last night I thought Dimitri has somehow warmed up to me but no he threw me on the bed and left, LEFT, and locked the damn door.

Out of curiosity, I snooped in his bedroom and it is beautiful. I have always loved his choice of furniture, he has such elegant taste that brings out the best of views and cozy feelings. there were lots of baby pictures, pictures from toddlers to teenagers. he was so cute and chubby.

My stomach growled in the middle of my snooping which then I realized that I haven't eaten since yesterday morning, signing I walk towards the door and knocked 

"Hello, anybody there?" I yelled out but no reply, I kept banging the door but in the vain, I walked back to the bedside tables and opened every drawer in hopes of finding the keys. I didn't find any key but I found a small screwdriver 

Shrugging with no other options I tried to unlock the door with the screwdriver, After a lot of trouble the lock finally broke and I was on my mary way, just like last night I was once again in the mysterious hallway and this time I was not upside down I could see every little detail. 

The hallway was beautiful like a mysterious palace, there were huge wall-size portraits from lot to new, the people in the portraits seemed to be intimidating and very important. I felt silly because of my thoughts, of course, they were important no normal man or woman would hung up their portraits without any reason. With that thought in mind, I kept walking down the hallway one portrait caught my attention the most. It was of a family of four, mother, father, their two children. 

Looking closely I could see the names written beneath the portrait there were names 'Antonio and Laura Torricelli parents of Massimo and Serria Torricelli' 

The Mother which I assume was is Laura is very pretty she is a ginger with hazel eyes and a sun-kissed complexion her husband Antonio is the opposite. he had dark hair with black intimidating eyes with tan skin, he held the posture of a very powerful man. their son who is about fourteen of fifteen looks exactly like his father tall, powerful, and mysterious but there is something about him that is familiar like I've seen those grey eyes before, I shake my head clearing the fog of curiosity in my head and come back to the last member of the family. The baby which I assume is a girl was holding her brother's hand, she can't be more than 2 or 3 but she is the cutest kid I have ever seen, she is a ginger, like her mother but has brown eyes and a chubby face. the family looks so perfect that they can be mistaken as celebrities. 

"You shouldn't be out here," said a voice scaring the shit out of me, I squeak like a girl which is understandable since I'm one, I turn around to face the devil who sneaked up on me and stopped it's Dimitri looking as brilliant as ever, he wore a black button-up shirt with grey pants and shiny shoes. his hair was in a perfect rolled-out-of-bed look. the only odd thing was his watch it looked centuries-old but classy none the less

He cleared his throat to get my attention and I snapped back to reality. "You locked me up without any food," was all I said and stood to stare at him mimicking his stance.

"Come on, " he mumbled sighing, and walked away, I looked at the portrait for the last time and followed him. There was a deafening silence between us, it was uncomfortable I have so many questions but knowing him he wouldn't any so I stayed mum.