For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Eleven - Gigs.

November 7th 2020.

"Eve... Damiano, wake up" I hear my mothers voice as she shakes my shoulders softly. I tiredly open my eyes to see Damiano and I were tangled together in his bed, my head on his chest as our legs were all intertwined. Fuck sake. 

I sit up from his chest and turn over to look at my mother who had been crying, her mascara was running down her face and she looked very run down. 

"What's wrong mum?" I ask worriedly as Damiano sits up in the bed beside me. 

"It's Nonna, her breathing is very irregular and I- I... oh god, I don't know what I'm going to do. I think I'm going to have to call an ambulance" My mother breaks down into tears as I quickly get out of the bed and wrap my arms around her. Damiano quickly gets out of bed and says he'll put the kettle on, leaving mum and I in his room.

"It's okay Mumma, Nonna's a trooper. She'll be absolutely fine" I try to reassure her as she cries into my shoulder. "Does Alessia know and is Lucia with nonna?"

"Your dad just took her out for the day, I'm going to wait and see what Lucia says and if she thinks an ambulance should be called, I'll phone one and I'll most likely stay with Nonna there for however long she needs" She explains as I nod along.

"Yeah that sounds good, can I see her?" I ask curiously. Mum only nods as I quickly pull away from her and rush out of the room. I knock on Nonna's door to immediately hear a "come in".

I walk into the room to see Nonna with a breathing mask on, looking very weak and pale in the face. It broke my heart. She shakily lifts out her hand to signal me over, I immediately walk around to the side of the bed that Lucia wasn't on and take her hand in mine.

"Everything's going to be okay Nonna, you are going to be fine" I lift her hand to my lips. She lifts her other hand and strokes a strand of hair out of my face.

"I'm going to spend the day cleaning out the house for you and mum so when you come back it'll be spotless and ea..."

"Don't be daft" She cuts me off weakly. I crack a smile at her and shake my head.

"And what does that mean?"

"You are going to the bands gig tonight. You aren't getting out of it amore" She tells me.

"Nonna, it's just a gig I can go anytime" 

"You can clean anytime, Damiano was excited when you said you'll go. Don't take that away from him, I want you both to enjoy yourselves.... life's too short to not have fun, especially at your age" She reminds me wisely, caressing my cheek.

"I'm going to call you an ambulance Vittoria" Lucia smiles sadly as she walks towards the door and opens it just as Damiano was about to knock, they squeeze past each other and Damiano shuts the door behind him.

"I'm okay sweetheart" She tells him, seeing the sad expression on his face. He sits down on the other side of the bed and takes her free hand. "Watch over my girls for me while I'm away... I will be back in no time" 

"Always nonna, I'm going to phone Vic and ask her to cancel the g.."

"No you will not" Nonna's stern voice cuts him off. I couldn't help but chuckle at the repetition of conversations.

"But you're not we..."

"I don't care Damiano, you will perform at that gig tonight and you will enjoy yourself. Eve is going to your gig and you both are going to have a good night"

"It's okay nonna we know. We'll go for you" I smile at her, knowing if I didn't cut in that this conversation would go on for ages. All three of us were incredibly stubborn but there was no arguing with Nonna because Nonna always got her way.