My Italian Teacher is My Mate

Chapter 3-Bella

My hands tremble as I hold my dialing phone to my ear. 

Please don't pick up. Please don't pick up.

After the 6th ring, they answered.

"Cia?" a man answered; his voice sounded rough and aged over time.

"Hello, whom am I speaking to?"

"Alpha Rosso, who is this?"

"My name is Bella Winter; my uncle is Timothy Winter. He has contacted me and asked for me to be his collateral."

"Ah Tommy, well, Miss. Winter. What is your answer?"

"I have three requests if you can handle them a deal."

"What are these requests?"

"1. My friend comes with me

2. We will work off exactly half of what my uncle owes you.

3. We still get to see all that Italy has to offer, such as sightseeing, food, tourist attractions, etc."

"...Deal. We will email the plane tickets the day after tomorrow. See you soon, Miss. Winter. "

When the call ended, I texted my Uncle Tommy:

Uncle Tommy, Vee, and I are heading to Italy to be collateral, and we are working off exactly HALF of what you owe them. If you f**k this up, I swear I will hunt you down and kill you myself.

He better pay this off and gets a normal person's job. I thought with rolling eyes. 

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The day has arrived, and I am so nervous. My stomach has been in knots since I woke up.

What if they kill us when we enter the house? What are you thinking, Blue? I asked my wolf.

I have no idea, Bella. For some reason, I am nervous, but then again, I sense that it will be alright. 

Do you really think that?

Yeah, I do.

Well, I trust you the most, Blue, so I'll try to call down. I feel like I am going to throw up. 

"You ready, Bella? It is almost time for us to leave, don't want to miss the plane." Vee shouted from her room; she was finishing up packing for our amazing adventure to Italy. 

"I am not ready. In fact, I don't want to go. I should let them kill Uncle Tommy, but he is family, and you have to help family whether you want to help them or not." I said, going to grab my suitcase and carry-on bag. 

"You are right, but hey, we are going to Italy! The plane is paid for; we will most likely have a place to stay and sightseeing to do!" Vee said 

We stared at the front door; this is the last time I will ever see this door. I opened the door and head to the car. Vee locked the door. We loaded everything into the taxi. Once we were driving, I looked at Vee and said, "You always are positive in every situation. Thank you for coming with me."

"Well, Bella, honey, you don't look for the positive in anything. If you didn't have, you would be a negative nancy 24/7!"

"You are not wrong."

The rest of the ride to the airport, we sat in silence. Looking out of the window and remembering all of the memories we have here. 

I hope we can come back, I thought. 

Once we got to the airport and past security, Vee and I waited for our flight so we can be bored. I looked at our flight once we have seated down in the chairs.

"Vee, do you know this is a fourteen to a fifteen-hour flight?!" I asked her, shocked.

"No, I did not. My ass is going to be numb when we arrive." She said with a pout. 

I looked at our tickets to see where we sit, and my eyes almost popped out of my head. I leaned my side to Vee, my eyes still on the plane tickets. I said in a shocking low voice," Vee...we are in f-fir-first-class seats."

"No f*****g way, you have got to be shitting me?" She gasped 

I turned and showed her the tickets, "No, Veronica, I am not."

Vee looked me dead in the eyes; You know what this means?"

"That we have comfortable seats and good food?" I asked with a puzzled face

"Hell Nah, girl. With our tickets, we hit the jackpot! We can get Starbucks coffee, alcohol, fresher meals, more room for reclining, flat-bed seats, extra widescreen for movies, and more."

"Why would they make our plane tickets first class?"

"Probably cause they would want us actually to fall through with this?"

"Maybe you are right. I am just not ready for this flight; we have about an hour to board the plane. Do you want to look at what is in the stores?"

"Yes! We might need to grab somethings."

I got up from my seat and collected my bags, "Like what?"

"I don't know, like books to read or something we most likely didn't think to bring." 

"Ah, okay."

We walked around the airport to see what stores caught our eyes. We stopped inside a book store and got four books for us to read whenever. Vee stopped by this boutique that had lingerie. 

"Vee, don't you already have lingerie. You don't need anymore, especially where we are going."

"Two things Belle, TWO things. 1. Hot Italian men 2. Hot ITALIAN Men. We have to look good in clothes so we can get some! It might be risky, but if we are possibly getting s*x during this, we might as well look like a f*****g queen."

"Ugh, you go ahead. I'll help you pick some things out."

"No, you are getting some as well. Heck, I'm buying! And we are getting you things way out of your comfortable limit that you are going to look so hot in!"

"Fine, Vee, fine. We only have 30 minutes, so let's are quick."

"Aye, Belle!" She said, pulling me into the store. 

 In about 15 minutes, we exit the boutique with five pairs of lingerie each. We started walking to our boarding area, sat down with 5 minutes to spare. Using the 5 minutes to fit our books in our carry on and the lingerie in our suitcases. The flight attendants are having everyone get on the plane, Vee and I in the back of the line. Once we got to the terminal, we both looked at each other.

"So this is it, no turning back," I said 

Vee smiled at me, then said, "We talkin'..."

"...Or we racin'?" I said with teary eyes, our quote from our favorite movie, Fast and Furious 5.

I nodded my head, and we walked into the terminal, heading to the plane. 

We better get out of this alive, or I'll come back and kill my Uncle Tommy.