Karma

We eventually pulled up to the house, I rolled down the partition between the back and front seats to see Dante laying down reading something on his phone

 "we're here, Cattivo Ragazzo," I said with a smirk, he looked up at me confused "sure thing puppy, but what does that mean?" he said with a confused face, 'Oh I am so close to punching in his beautiful face'  I thought as I rolled the window up.

I sighed and started climbing out of my brother's car when I got out I realized that Dante was still inside, so I opened the back door "hurry, I don't have all night," I growled out

 "Ok," he said lazily as he got out of the car.

He looked around and gasped, "holy shit," he muttered, 

"what?" I asked skeptically 

"you have a mansion," he stuttered out weakly 

"Hmm? oh yeah I guess," I said shrugging

 "come with me," I said after a few moments of him gawking at my home

 "oh yeah sure," he muttered, I just rolled my eyes and started towards the house with the bad boy hot on my trail. I opened the front door.

"big brother your home!" My little sister yelled as she hugged me, I chuckled and hugged her back 

"Ciao pine, how are you and where is everyone else?" I asked with a smile 

"I've been great, mom even said I could help get you ready for the party with lulu, and they're scattered everywhere," she said with a joy-filled voice

 "Hey, pine? could you go tell papà I have a guest and that we will be in my room studying?" I asked her sweetly,

 "Sure big brother," she said, giggling as she ran off to find our dad. 

"Oh? What's this? My oldest is back home already? I didn't expect you to come home tonight," my mom said while coming down the stairs 

"Ciao mamma," I said with a small smile as I walked towards her and kissed her forehead. She smiled back and looked over to Dante "and who are you?" my mom asked.

"Oh! my name is Dante!... miss?" he said nervously 

"I'll be tutoring him for a bit," I chuckled out

 "Oh! Well, you can call me Rosetta," she said politely. 

"Why don't you and my son go up and start studying while I get you some snacks," she said happily 

"Ok ma, will do," I said as I motioned for Dante to follow me to my room "a party?" Dante asked, already back to his cocky attitude from before I sighed, "just a stupid party that my family hosts every year," I mumbled as we walked into my room.

As I closed my bedroom door, he just stood there awkwardly, so I walked over to my desk and pulled out all of my textbooks, I glanced back over to see he was still just standing there. I rolled my eyes and waved him towards my bed. He jumped but obeyed quickly. My room was big, the second biggest in fact. It was inspired by the renaissance in France and Italy. I sat down beside Dante 

“So what is it you're struggling with the most?” I asked him 

"huh? Oh uh probably English It's a bit hard for me to grasp things when reading," he said absent-mindedly

  “Do you know why?” I question hesitantly He looked up

 "well probably because I'm dyslexic," he said nonchalantly and then his eye widened

 “You can not tell ANYONE about this, You got it?” he looked at me as if I just kicked a dog and then he got physical again and grabbed my shirt

“Dante. Let go of me. Now please,” I said calmly 

He let go of my shirt as if it burnt him as if he just barely realized what he did 

"Sorry..force of habit," he said quietly. I just nodded and started to help him study.

We had been studying in awkward silence for about thirty minutes when there was a knock on the door, I glanced up and told whoever was there to come in, and so it came my petite and very pregnant mother with a tray of meats, cheese, bread, fruits, and crackers along with a knife and utensils waddling towards us very clearly out of breath “Mammi!” I shouted as she stumbled, Dante jumped up to grab the tray for her "oh! Here ma'am let me!" Dante said, taking the heavy plate of food from her she smiled and thanked him, then waddled back out of the room. I laughed hysterically finally breaking the excruciating silence as Dante carefully put down the food "jeez I wasn't expecting your mom to come up here with that much especially because she's so pregnant," Dante sighed while sitting down "neither did I If my dad Knew he would lock her away in a padded cell" I chuckled out

"Say you seem to have an Italian accent, but your mom is very obviously Russian so what's the deal there?" Dante asked suddenly 

"Ah well, my dad's Italian, and I got a lot of his traits including me picking up the accent and language. I also lived there for a bit with my grandfather for a good chunk of my life,"  I smiled at him and took off my glasses rubbing my nose where they sat

"Do you not need those?" Dante asked as I put them in a drawer I looked at him and shook my head "there fake," I said 

“Huh,”

We sat in silence. “I'm sorry.” Dante suddenly said I looked at him shocked

 “for what?” I asked hesitantly 

"for being a jerk to you and hurting you...  I'm sorry for being a bully. The only reason I do it is that the group I'm with are the only ones at that school who aren't afraid of me, they're the only ones who WANT anything to do with me... I don't enjoy hurting people, I promise."

 he looked down at his hands after he finished talking, I stared at him and then smiled 

"It's ok man I get it our high school Is Merda once people from their cliques pretty much never interact with anyone else, so I forgive you."

 I put my hand on his back and as soon as I did he straightened up his face as red as a cherry,

 “I...um...thank you..” he said, fiddling with his fingers nervously. How cute.

Italian words and their meanings

Merda- Shit

 cattivo ragazzo- Bad boy

Ciao-hello