Chapter 5: Chapter 5
THIAGO POV
It was past 10pm and I had just come home from a whole day of wedding dress shopping with Thiago's mom for the wedding and honestly she is one of the nicest people I've ever met. She was nothing like Thiago or Matteo, I have no idea how they could have a mom like her and turn out the way they did.
She seemed to know what the situation was between Thiago and I thankfully so I didn't have to explain it to her or pretend that Thiago and I were in love or anything. It was a little awkward at first but as I got to know her she was so easy to talk to. I told her about my family and what I wanted to do for my career, I did mention that Thiago said I couldn't carry on teaching here which she was angry about, that just made me happy knowing Thiago was in trouble. I know I'm immature yes.
She didn't see the bruise from yesterday on my face since I hid it with lots of foundation and concealer but she did notice that I didn't like Thiago, at all. She tried to convince me that he'll be nicer to me once he's comfortable around me and knows I'm not a threat to him or that I won't leave him. I just laughed at this though, I hated Thiago, nothing she said was going to convince me not to. She told me about her own story with Thiago's dad, that she met him when she was nineteen and married him when she was twenty, they had kids straight away. She told me she was madly in love with him, but she didn't agree with his 'profession', although she got used to it and claimed I would too.I know I won't though, she loves Thiago's dad so of course she would overlook the fact he was a monster, he probably wasn't even as bad towards her as Thiago is towards me. I on the other hand, hate Thiago, I know I will never get used to what he does. I will never love him enough to do so.
I took my shoes off and walked through the house, I saw Thiago in the kitchen and I made my way over to him ready to give him a piece of my mind. "Thiago." He looked up at me with weird expression, like he was waiting for me to explode. Which I definitely was about to.
"I'm not happy. I want my wedding to be perfect and I found out that you're having someone else plan it?" He leaned against the counter with a small smile on his face, he nodded in response to my question and gestured for me to continue.
"I want to plan my own wedding. I want to choose the cake and the flowers and the colour scheme and the decorations. Not some stupid Italian with no taste." His eyebrows rose at this as he held in his laughter, this just pissed me off even more. "You're such a dick Thiago! It's not fucking funny!" I shook my head and paced backwards and forwards.
"Okay sorry. It's just that the 'stupid Italian with no taste' that you're referring to is my sister." My eyes widened a little when he said this, but instead of feeling guilty for saying that I just felt even more angry. "You're having your sister plan our wedding?! Why don't you just marry your damn sister then!" He finally burst out laughing, he stood in the kitchen laughing for a good few minutes before he finally calmed down.
"You're funny when you're angry." I sighed in frustration. "I'm being serious Thiago!" He nodded and walked over to me. "Fine, plan it if you want to. I just didn't think you would want to do it, honestly I don't care." As soon as he said that I had ideas bouncing around inside my head about what to do for the wedding, however my mood instantly deflated when I thought about one particular aspect and I shook my head at him. "I don't want to plan it." He frowned in utter confusion at my sudden change of mind. "What? Why not?" I turned away from him as tears sprung to my eyes.
"Because! I'm not going to know anyone there am I? My family and friends aren't going to be there, I'm not going to have anyone to walk me down the aisle. I'm just going to be getting married infront of a bunch of strange Italian people!" He cracked a small smile at this, before slowly wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him.
I tried to move away at first but he just held me tighter and eventually I gave in knowing it was no use. I looked up at him as he gave me a soft smile causing his eyes to seem a little brighter than usual. "Invite your family then. If it makes you happy." I frowned whilst sniffling slightly. "But you said no." He nodded and rested his chin on my head. "Now I'm saying yes. Just don't cry please." I closed my eyes savouring his scent and the comfort I got from being in his arms. I still hated him, he just gave really good hugs.
"You're so weird Sophie." I chuckled a little at this as I pulled away from him. "I'm gonna go call my mom now then.." He nodded as an awkward silence began to set in, so I quickly left the kitchen. I went up to our room and closed the door before sitting down on one of the couches. I scrolled through my contacts until my thumb hovered over my mom's contact. I took a deep breath before clicking on it. It rung for a while and I started to think she wasn't going to answer but eventually she did.
"Hello?" I bit my lip to stop myself from crying at the sound of my mom's voice, you don't actually realise just how much you miss someone until you don't speak to them for a while, in my case it's only really been a few days but it feels like forever. "Mommy.." She took a sharp breath before speaking. "Sophie?" I nodded even though she couldn't see me. "How are you mom?" She went quite for a while before speaking again this time her tone was cold and curt. "I'm okay, you?" I knew she was going to be angry, I could tell straight away. "I'm okay. How's everyone else?" She cleared her throat before speaking. "Fine. Everyone's fine." I sighed and decided to get to the point since she clearly didn't want to speak to me. "Mom my wedding is next week."
"Next week? Why so quick? Sophie what's going on? You never mentioned this guy and now all of a sudden you're in Italy telling me you're getting married next week!" I sighed and leaned back against the couch. "I love him mom, let's just leave it at that. I just wanted to ask if you would come to the wedding. I don't want to do it without you all."
"I don't think so Sophie." I shook my head trying to keep my mouth shut so that I didn't say something I would regret our of anger. Every little thing was either making me angry or sad today. "Why?" I felt my voice break from the desperation in my tone, all I wanted was for my mom to be there. "I don't support this marriage Sophie. No way do I support it. I can ask Riley and Grace but I don't think they will come either." I can't lie and say that last part didn't hurt, because it killed me to know my own siblings, who I used to be so close with, didn't want to come.
"What about dad? I want him to walk me down the aisle." I heard her scoff at this. "Your father wants nothing to do with you Sophie, quite frankly neither do I. Don't call again, send me the information and I'll ask your brother and sister. Bye Sophie." She disconnected the call before I could say anything else, I just sat there staring at the wall across from me, feeling my heart break even more.
"Tesoro?" I looked up to see Thiago staring at me with a worried expression, I quickly wiped away any tears before giving him a fake smile. "Yeah?" He sighed and kneeled down on the floor next to the couch so that he was eye level with me. "I told you not to cry." I couldn't stop more tears from falling at the sympathetic look I was receiving off Thiago, once again he pulled me into his arms and I cried onto his shoulder. We stayed like that for a few minutes before he moved away.
"What do you want to do tesoro? You can just go to sleep now or we can do something to take your mind off everything." I shook my head and stood up which prompted Thiago to do the same. "I'm just gonna go to sleep I think. Have you eaten? I can quickly make you something if you want." I walked into the closet to get some pyjamas whilst speaking to Thiago.
"No I'm fine I've already eaten. I've got a bit of work to do then I'll probably go to sleep too." I nodded at him before he left the room to go back downstairs.