Lina has agoraphobia and severe OCD and hasn't left the farm her and her mother own in over 2 years but what happens when he mother rents out the barn to a family and a 17 year old boy with striking features and is grieving the loss of his dad move...
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"Evelina."
Kill me. Kill me now.
"Evelina."
Seriously, just shoot me.
"Adriano, the last thing I want to hear when I wake up is you." I grumble, turning my face into Toni's pillow.
"Everyone else is awake and they've gone out," he tells me, like I'm suppose to care.
"Well, maybe if I wasn't taking care of a drunken arsehole, I would have gotten to sleep earlier, but beggars can't be choosers, so would you kindly piss off?" I add, pulling the cover over my head, which doesn't last long because it's ripped off me in one swift motion and I groan. "Adriano, I swear to Lucifer I'm going to punch you and finish what someone started last night."
"Hilarious," he states blankly, the sarcasm clear. "Get up, we're going into town."
This causes me to sit up, and any sign of going back to sleep is quickly dismissed. "Yeah, have you forgotten the part where I haven't left the house in years?"
"You were at the hospital for a week."
"Yeah, not voluntarily, or did you forget the part where I had a tube down my throat breathing for me?" I snap.
"Believe me, I'll never be able to forget it." He murmurs and then looks up to me. "Get up. You're getting rid of this stupid fear, so we." He points to us both. "Are you going out?"
"No, we're not now shut up and get out." I snap once again and turn my face into the pillow.
"Okay." He sighs and I smile triumphantly, but it is short lived when Adriano picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, and I let out a squeal.
"Adriano, I swear to God put me down!" I yell, slapping his back repeatedly. Of course, the dick doesn't answer me and begins carrying me down the stairs, and our mothers look to us in confusion. "Mamma, dì a questo stronzo di abbattermi prima che lo castri io stessa." But my mama and Giana just laugh.
"Have fun Bambina!" My mother yells.
"Traditrice!" I yell as I continue to kick and hit his back. Adrian whistles and Beanie comes running towards us, following at Adrian's feet. Beanie looks up at me, and calls me crazy, but I swear the dog looked amused.
"We'll be back later!" Adrian yells over his other shoulder as he walks us both out the door, unlocks his car and throws me in the passenger seat. He then locks the door so I can't escape, while he rounds the other side and climbs into the driver's seat, with Beanie in his arms, at lightning speed, and quickly locks the doors again.
"Adriano, let me out of this car now!" I demand, but he shakes his head, turning the car on, and that's when the panic sets in. I have nothing. No hand gel. Literally nothing to stop my anxiety. "Adriano, please let me out. I'm not ready. I have nothing here."
