Safe and Sound | Marina

Chapter 9:

Carina POV

After Siena left with her dad, Maya immediately started crying. I pulled her in the room all the way and closed the door. I pulled her in for a hug and she began to cry harder. She pulled away from me and started hyperventilating and pacing the floor while reaching for her neck, motioning that she couldn't breathe. 

I walked over to her to stop her from moving and made her sit on the bed. "Bella, I need you to breathe," I said crouching down and holding her face in my hands. While holding her face, I can feel the tears streaming down her face on my hands. I kept telling her to breathe, but she wasn't focused on her breathing and she wasn't looking at me.

Her eyes starting racing over the entire room and her breathing increased more. "Hey," I said still holding her face, and trying to get her attention. "Bambina, look at me please," I continued. "I need you to breathe, okay? I'm here, I'm not leaving." Once her beautiful eyes caught mines, I smiled slightly and rub some tears off of her cheek.

Soon, Maya began to calm down, and I was now sitting next to her on the bed hugging her.

"I'm sorry," Maya said. "I guess I've just been holding it in since I heard what Siena told me."

"What did she say, Bella?" I questioned.

With that, Maya began to explain to me everything Siena told her and how she had a panic attack trying to explain to her. My heart is hurting for my wife because she held it in for so long, but my heart also aches for the Bambina who had to go back to an abusive home, and without an abusive father, and with the grief of her losing her mother.

"Come on, let's get you home," I said grabbing Maya's hand so that we leave the room. "Babe, don't you have to finish work," my wife asked. "I'll get Jo to cover for me, it's okay Bambina let's go."

On the car ride home, we sat in comfortable silence with my hand was on Maya's thigh, as she drove us home.

I wish she didn't leave. Why didn't she just stay? I hope she calls. If only she knew how much I loved her already, she probably would've stayed. Poor Bambina.

I groaned, and as I was thinking about the young girl. "What's wrong babe?" Maya asked. "Siena," I said while looking out the window stuck in my thoughts. "I know, I'm thinking about her too," she replied as she took one of her hands off the steering wheel and held onto my hand that has on her thigh.

Spero che chiami

Siena POV

On the way home, my dad said nothing to me the whole time. I sat in the back seat because I didn't want to be near him. I was also pissed because he didn't seem to care about mom dying. Even though she didn't save him for my dad, and I mean like not even try, I still love -- loved her. She will always be my mom. It wasn't her fought he treated us the way he did. It wasn't her fault that her husband, my cowardly father, was a huge jackass. 

Gosh, I'm going to miss her.

We arrived at our house, and it looked horrible. I forgot that the house had caught on fire. Well, it didn't catch on fire, I kind of set it on fire. Well, I did. There wasn't an upstairs anymore so I had to sleep in the guest room downstairs. As I walked into the house I noticed that it was filthy. I can tell my dad was here because there were beer cans, and alcohol bottles all over the floor, couch, and table.  

I realized that my dad had walked into the living room and turned the tv on, so I quickly made my way to the kitchen to grab some snacks and water. When I opened the fridge, there was no food. Crap. I opened the cabinets, no food. Come on. Instead of searching for food any longer, I just grabbed an opened bag of chips that were on the counter and 5 bottles of water and stuffed them in my bag. I walked out of the kitchen, trying to make my way to my 'new room,' and was stopped by my dad.