Xavier

Chapter 4 - France

Dante’s P.O.V

I can’t believe my mom told my amour that she should stay away from me. That’s not a way to talk to strangers or any other person for that matter.

“Listen, Dante, that girl was a distraction from your goal. You need to stay focus on what is ahead of you.” My mom stated, looking at the wedding invitation. I guess my anger was getting to me because I was ready to snap at my mother.

“Let me remind you mere (Mother), that girl has a name, Aurora, I might add. And what do I need to stay focus on? A woman I am about to marry who I don’t love or the person who helped me from dying? Which on mother?” I was beyond pissed. My mom has no heart to even say thank you, always thinks the world should be thanking her because of her presence.

“You know, Dante, ever since you met that girl you have this awful attitude towards me now.” I had to stop this woman in her tracks before she says more, and I have to punch something.

“Don’t blame this on Aurora. She has nothing to do with this. I just wish you would see through those fake eyelashes of yours that Aurora saved my life and you should actually thank her.” Anger was evident in my voice and that caused my mom to shut her mouth.

“Dad, how long are we from the airport?” I was frustrated and angry. I needed something to calm my nerves plus get away from my mom.

“We are here. I was only waiting for you and your mom to stop bickering.” I really hate how my dad got to be paired with my mother. My mom surely did not love my dad and I could see that. He must be thinking that maybe this marriage could work out, but it isn’t. My mom just married him for his money. Why couldn’t I have a mother that actually cared?

All of us got out of the car and headed to the jet. I got inside and sat far way from my parents and though for a moment. I really hope Aurora is coming to France. That sleepover isn’t happening itself you know.

The jet had already taken off and I checked my phone. I had at least 50 missed calls from Victoria.

“Not this again.” I mumbled. She even left messages and voice notes. I just ignored them and locked my phone and went to sleep.

Aurora’s P.O.V

Right now, I am home with my best friend, Jasmine, who is trying to help me pack for my trip. “So, Aurora, how did you meet this French guy anyway?” Jasy wiggled her eyebrows, “I thought I told you a million times how we met Jasy.” She pouted her lips and jumped in my bed.

“Okay Aurora, I have a plan.”

I stopped packing and looked at Jasmine. “What is it?”

She smirked and jumped off of the bed and headed into my closet. After a few minutes, she came out with a gorgeous red dress. It was strapless, long and elegant.

“Jesy, how did you find this?” I asked, taking the dress from her and placing it on my body. “Remember in college when we had the dance night and you said you would go but you still bought a dress?” I nodded at her and she smiled, “Well my friend, this is the dress and I still can’t believe it is still gorgeous after two years.”

Jasy just took my own words out of my mouth. Best Friends for life.

I packed the dress along with some jewelry to match and I was done packing. Jasy came over and gave me a big hug, “I am going to miss you Aurora. Make sure tap any sexy French guy’s ass ok?” I was shocked, Jasy can’t be serious right?

“I’m not tapping anything Jasy. I am just not that type of person. Now if I had an extra ticket, I would bring you and you could do all that nasty stuff yourself and everything would be fine.”

Jasy frowned, “Ok Aurora. Make sure get some good night sleep okay. I don’t want you to be groggy when you get to the airport and take pictures for me sweets.” I chuckled.

“Okay Jasy. I will.” She got off the bed, grabbed her purse, said her goodbyes and went home.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m going to miss this place for a whole month but its good to take a vacation for a while. I can finally relax and do whatever I want.

I placed my luggage in the living room so in the morning I could just grab it and get out the house faster. I grabbed my underwear and clothes and headed in the bathroom and took a needed bath.

I needed to take my mind off of the stuff Dante’s mom told me. Dante seriously can’t have a fiancée, right? What if she is pregnant for Dante and he is bringing me over to mess my mind up?

“Calm down Aurora. Remember this is a vacation, sort of.” I mumbled to myself to give some reinsurance because really and truly, it scared me to death to go to France. Also, meeting Dante’s other relatives and they don’t like my presence scares me.

“Well I just have to give it a try.”