Living in the Past

Chapter 14

I woke up around 6 in the morning. I looked up to find Esteban sleeping next to me. Fransisco was at the table doing something. I sighed and looked at my nieto for some time. I ran my hand through his hair, he always loved that as a kid. I slowly stood up and went over to Fransisco, we went to the adjacent room to talk since we didn't want to wake up Esteban. 

"Mi amor, what are we going to do something is obviously bothering Esteban, but he is intent on not telling us." Fransisco said. 

"I know, but we need to figure out what is bothering him, it breaks my heart seeing him this hurt." I replied. Fransisco came up to me and put his arms around me. 

"I have told Elena that we won't be joining her for breakfast today, we can just eat in here until Esteban wakes up." Fransisco said. 

"No, mi amor you should go eat breakfast. I will stay with Esteban, especially since I don't want to overwhelm him with both of us being here. Let me try to talk to him first, and if that doesn't work we can think of something else." I said. 

"Ok, if you say so." Fransisco replied. 

We went back out to the room, Esteban was still sleeping. We went and sat beside him, for a while then he started murmuring something me and Fransisco looked at each other hoping that maybe we can get some answers now, it wasn't clear what he was saying at first and what he said broke my heart in a million pieces. 

"I am sorry, please don't leave me abuela, please forgive me." Esteban kept repeating. 

"It's my fault" I whispered when I realized that my baby was suffering because of me. I ran out of the room, I couldn't believe it this was all my fault, if I would've just listened to him this wouldn't have happened. We could've been happy. If I would've forgiven him, or at least try to listen to him, our family may have still been saved, it wouldn't have been broken. 

Fransisco came out and said "Luisa, it is not your fault." 

"That's a lie and you know it." I replied. 

"We all hurt him in different ways, and that is what led him to do what he did." he replied. 

"He doesn't think we love him, he thinks we hate him." I finally realized and told my husband. 

"I know, and it is our job to show him that he is wrong, mi amor." Fransisco said. 

I nodded, "I am going to talk to him when he wakes up." I said

"Do you want me to stay with you?" he asked. 

"No, for now I need to do this alone." I replied. 

"Ok, let me know if you need anything." he said, and went to go eat breakfast. 

I went back to the room and sat next to Esteban, and started running my hand through his hair. I don't know how much time went by, but Esteban started to wake up, and honestly she had no idea how start the conversation. 

"Abuela, why am I sleeping in your room?" 

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