Dreaming of you - Selena
My grandmother always said if you know in your heart that person is your golden sun then you fight for it. Like the sunset and sunrise the love you have can always begin and end just like our days in the suns. In the end yo...
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They fought for their sons. The ones that'll take their legacy for many generations, the ones that matter will rise but there are always the ones that fall. They were not born this way but they were made.
A daughter of a mafia saw nothing more than disappointments, hardships and failures of their father's betrayal for love. There are times where they know nothing of their daughters and yet they fear the loss of someone they don't know.
There was a time my father knew me. As his only daughter, before all the failures and disappointments became too much for him to even see. Yet,betrayals of this broke me as a whole. A saint in a devil's disguise is what many would reveal about my true intentions.
There was a time where all I needed was my father to be there but even then he only saw her. A daughter he despised because of my eyes, my smile and my honesty all reminded him of her. A whore of a mother that left for another so that she could start fresh. When she left it made him become cold and distant. I don't think he'll ever forget how much I am of her. Even if I am dead.
Our family, the De Santis, spent years trying to make up for what Rosalina my whore of a mother did to my father. How did we as a family fail. How did I fail ? Maybe their failure in a marriage ran too deep.
My grandfather once told Marcello that seeking revenge against someone who did us wrong would never silence the pain, the anger nor our demons. It would turn us out to be just like them.
Well, Marcello didn't listen. The day after he heard our grandfather's words he found our mother. He went to her house and saw what he never wanted to be true. He saw that our mother moved on as if we never existed at all. He had watched her play with a little boy and girl as she still held on to a baby.
Marcello never told anymore. Yet, I made my own assumptions for why Marcello never wanted me to know. My grandfather was right as to the words he told Marcello. It didn't stop the pain nor did it bring peace not even in that moment he saw her. Marcello finally knew it rarely would but thing is as a De Santis he had his own right to the kingdom my father held.
Our grandfather wanted Marcello to show the whore of the De Santis mercy even if she was never deserving. The question of reasoning behind this became addicting to Marcello. Our grandfather simply replied because in the end that kind of lesson takes a lot for a true man to realise.
The worst lesson Marcello has learned even when she sits a few rows behind us. The service was ever so related to our situation today. Forgiveness. How could you forgive someone that left and never even looked back.
I could tell that this service would be long not only because my grandfather wanted to speak to Father Luis but Rosalina decided to attend with her children and new husband.
Our service soon was coming to an end but before we could leave my grandfather had Marcello and I be blessed by the Father.
I slowly walk near my grandfather as we wait for Marcello to get blessed. As we waited I could hear Rosalina complain about waiting in line. My grandfather and father made sure that Marcello and I acted with respect in the church. As I turned away from the scene she was making I could see Marcello heading to us.
I smile as he grabs my hand and I grab my grandfather's arm to guide us to Father Luis's office. When we arrived there stood Father Luis with a smile as he took my grandfather's hand.
"Are you going to be okay with out us grandfather."
"Yes, grandfather are you sure we can't wait for you ? Nicola and I can get things for Sunday dinner afterwards."
"I may be old but I still got tricks up my sleeve Marcello and my little Niki. Plus I don't want you near the Canelo's."
"I understand grandfather ."
"Understood sir. Come on Nik let's go so we can start dinner early."
"Alright Marcello. Also grandfather is Ravioli and garlic bread okay for our main course this Sunday?"
"Ahh yes my little Niki. Just like your grandmother."
Both my brother and I smile in response towards our grandfather. We left as soon as Father Luis led our grandfather in his office but we were soon stopped as we exited the church doors.
There stood Rosalina and her family waiting for us with our friends' family all looking at her with disgust. She saw us and simply waved us over. I could feel Marcello grab my hand.
"Cello let's go. I don't want to keep father waiting for dinner too long after all of you worked so hard."
"You're right Nik. Let's go but we have to invite the Monti's , The Winstons and Eleanor May to dinner."
"Of course Cello."
We walked past Rosalina and towards our friend's family. They smiled as we reached them with a smile upon Marcello's face he asked them to join us for Sunday dinner.
Of course they agreed as long as the mothers from the family could help out either dinner and bring side dishes. I agreed as it would help move things quicker this time around.
As we all started to separate both Marcello and my name were called in more of an angry tone from Rosalina. I sigh as Marcello just grabbed my hand once again and we continue to walk away.
As we continued to walk the rest of the remaining steps my brother stopped as he heard something from her that we knew would never be true again. I turned to my brother and saw the anger I'm his eyes as he turned around and put me behind him. Just before I could pull him away he spoke in anger towards her.
"NO OUR MOTHER DIED !! SHE WENT AWAY AND NEVER RETURNED. NOW LEAVE US BE ROSALINA OR ELSE US DE SANTIS WON'T CONTINUE BUSINESS WITH YOUR PATHETIC CANELO'S"
" Marcello that's no way to speak in front of your sibling Luna and Alec. Now you and Nik are both coming to Sunday dinner with us."
"Over my dead body we will. Also the only sibling I have is Nicola. "
"It's true. Marcello is my only sibling and I'm a De Santis lady so I make Sunday dinner. Also my mother died when I was 4."
"No I'm right here baby. I'm alive see and these are your siblings. "
"Sorry but Cello and I need to go now. It was nice speaking to you Rosalina."
"A pleasure as always Rosalina."
Marcello grabs my hand and we walk away quickly before anything else could be said but we weren't prepared for what our father was going to do that very night during Sunday dinner.
