Losing The Past

Part 25

I decide that I should stay up a bit later so maybe I will have a good sleep tonight, plus I slept most of the day away so it would be smarter if I did. So I went down the hallway, back to the stairs and went down into the living room. Macie was there wrapped up in a blanket watching some kind of drama show.

"Can I join you?" I ask quietly from the doorway, without moving her eyes from the screen she cleared the spot beside her on the couch and gestured for me to sit. So I did, I sat down and we watched three hourly episodes of her favorite soap. It was very old, called the Bold and Beautiful. Finally at 11pm she stretched and yawned.

"Guess it is bed time my dear. I always get carried away watching my soap." she smiles as she cleans up the couch. "Tomorrow morning if you are feeling better we can discuss the situation and what is going to happen from here, again that is only if you feel up to it." she makes sure to stress that it is up to me when we discuss things. I go up to her and wrap my arms around her in a hug, showing my appreciation for everything she has done through that hug.

She hugs me back and whispers in my ear, "Charlie loved you and always said he would do anything for you. Now he is watching over you, making sure that you are taken care of. That is what I believe, he is watching over us all. Just remember his smile and you will never have to do anything alone my dear." with a watery smile she lets go and goes up stairs to bed.

I go into the kitchen, pour a glass of water and take it up to my room with me. I think over her words and agree. He would never leave me alone if he could help it, which means he is guiding me. I shut the lights off, strip to my undies and crawl into the bed, closing my eyes I remember him back then, and compare him to when I met him again. With a smile on my face, and thoughts of Charlie I fall asleep instantly.

The next morning I wake up around 7:30am on my own, so I pick out clean clothes from the closet and decide to have a shower. I feel gross and need to freshen up, so I wash myself, dry off and just throw my hair up into a messy bun and get dressed in a pair of leggings and a baggy tee shirt. I head down to the kitchen and I can smell the food, so I know someone is awake.

I come into the kitchen to see both George and Macie having coffee together while two of the kitchen staff are cooking. One of the staff sees me and greets me as she is frying bacon.

"Good morning Miss Naomie, would you like coffee this morning?" I smile and nod yes as I sit down at the table. I greet both Macie and George as a cup of coffee is set down in front of me.

"Good morning my dear, how did you sleep last night?" Macie questions as I fix my coffee with cream and sugar.

"It was actually really good, thank you again for the room." they both grinned.

"It is our pleasure my dear." George answered, "Do you feel capable of discussing things at this time?" he asks, sitting back in his chair. I think about it, can I handle things? I ache, my heart hurts from his loss, but it isn't as bad as it was yesterday. I nod my head yes, I think I can handle things.

"Okay, well after you passed out Vincent called Marshal and they met here. You were left in our care as this is only Martshal's summer home. Vincent lead the plan to take over Arthur and with the plan made they left. I am waiting to hear news, last I heard was that Arthur was running." George got straight to the point.

"Once they succeed," he gives his wife a stern look, she turns sheepish and pretends to ignore him before he continues, "then you will be going back with the Ricco family, they said they feel responsible and plan to take care of you. If you want details then you will have to discuss them with Antonio as he is the one that made his demands very clear." Macie smiles as she finishes explaining things to me.