Her Unknown Responsibilities

The Eyes of an Angel

I look Mattheo in the eyes shocked at what he just told me. Even his mesmerizing eyes couldn't take my mind off of it completely. They were dark brown almost black but in the sun they were like honey. You could see the eye freckle in his left eye this way. He was saying something but I couldn't hear because his eyes were containing my every thought at once it was intoxicating.

I guess he realized I wasn't listening because he stopped moving. I finally came out of the trance of his eyes and smiled "You know there is a saying that your eyes are the mirror to your soul." I say looking away. I look back "You have really pretty eyes." I think I caught him off guard because he looked shocked but then smiled at me.

After my little comment, we just sat there for a while not saying a word but as I glance over he is still smiling making my stomach go in circles. "I would say you should smile more but I doubt that's in your job description," I say getting up from the chair. 

I put my hand out "Come on I wanna show you something." I say waiting for his hand. He gives me his hand and we walk further into the trees overlooking the park. I take him to this bench thing that has a built-in roof with lots of graffiti on it.

"For a second I thought you were taking me further to kill me or something but this is a relief," He says laughing. I roll my eyes "I could but your kind of cute so I'll keep you around" I say turning away smiling. 

He sits down "When your dad told me to follow you around I thought I was going to hate this job but you are not so bad. I wonder why he's afraid to meet you?" he says looking at me. I sit down next to him putting my head on the table "He's afraid I'll blame him. He's afraid that me being a teenager with anger issues would make it hard on him because everyone says I make it hard for my mom." I say. He looks at me turning around. He goes to say something but doesn't. "Go ahead and ask. I like you so I'll answer." I say looking into his eyes again. "If she came back and you had the option of going with her would you?" he asks looking away like he's afraid of the answer. I sit up turning his head to face me again "She will never come back. If she did she would come with him and that would mean she hasn't changed. Why would I want the same person to come back into my life when they're exactly the same as the left? She's the reason I hate myself and most everyone else." I say looking into his eyes as he does the same. I look away suddenly feel vulnerable at his gaze. "Let's talk about you now. I hate talking about myself" I say looking back at him but not meeting his gaze. 

He says "Well I'm eighteen. I was born in Florida but I was raised in Italy. My parents were mafia leaders too but theirs wasn't big they died when I was ten but your dad took me in because they were close friends since high school. I'm an only child. My favorite color is black same as you and before you ask how I know I've been watching you a few months but you were distracted so you didn't notice me. Why were you distracted?" I look away not wanting to answer that question. "It is really stupid," I said. 

"Okay I won't judge," he says waiting for an answer. I look back at him "I dated my best friend of three years. But he became distant always fighting with me about something making me the bad guy. The last fight was really bad because his cousins had moved back to Florida but the older one had an argument with his mom and Ben made it seem like it was his problem. My grandma and I were sick the past few days and I had no energy to explain that it wasn't his problem so I said that he should just leave it alone and let his cousin deal with his own problems. Which pissed him off I guess because he said some hurtful things and we didn't talk for a week. That whole week I thought he was cheating on me with this trashy girl that he was friends with but I didn't have proof besides the fact that they were both active and broke up with her boyfriend for someone else. Later in the evening, he texted me so we started talking and I tried to explain myself..."

I looked into his eyes again "He got mad again and blamed me for everything in our relationship making me believe it was my fault and then broke up with me. I was so embarrassed that I didn't tell anyone I just sat in my room and cried. I later found out that he did cheat and got with her the same day we broke up.

He was my best friend. And after all my friends stopped talking to me. They chose him I guess." I said. "You have the eyes of an angel I like that about you. Means your pure-hearted." I said with a smirk. "It's not fair when you flirt because I can't flirt back," He says. I laugh "What are you scared? I promise I don't bite unless you want me to." He looks at me and I wink. "Come on," He says getting up. We walk towards the black Range Rover. He opens my door for me.

We drive off. I have no clue where we are going but I don't mind his company so I'm not complaining. "Where are we going?" I ask not caring but it's always good to ask questions. He smiles "You haven't eaten today so I'm taking you to lunch." I don't know why but that made me happy but my stomach had butterflies. Oh no, I can't fall for him we just met. 

And I've been talking to Liam but I had completely forgotten about him when I was around Mattheo.