It Was Her

01.

Giovanni's POV

I set the red roses i have in my hands down on the grave in front of me and sigh.

"So...today is your birthday, happy birthday baby girl. I know if Drew was here right now he would be happy to sing you the birthday song but i sent him off to school. He's a good kid" i say and clean the tear that roll down my cheek.

"I miss you". I whisper and take a deep breath.

Its been 16 years since she left me.

16 years without her.

16 years of constantly crying for her.

16 years begging her to come back.

16 years of praying to god to bring her back.

16 years of fake hopes.

But most of all..

16 years of pain.

If she was here with me right now i would be the happiest man alive.

I did so many wrong things to her, why would she want to be with me?

I never realized i loved her until it was to late.

She was gone.

I remember the day i got the news of her death, it hurt so much because i knew that she didn't die happy or at peace.

I knew i made her life hell, I knew she cried at nights for me.

When I saw her body that night my whole world came crushing down. I felt someone squeeze my heart and rip it right out of my chest.

I wanted to die.

She made me complete but I was blind and stupid to not see that. I knew she loved me and I used that against her to make her suffer.

All I cared about was money, sex and power. Who the fuck wanted love when you could have all that with just a snap of fingers.

I lost my treasure and there's no way I'll ever get it back.

I look down and let the tears fall:

Paris Belle Vasiliev
1996-2017
† May You Rest In Peace †

"

I'm so sorry baby." I sob and fall on my knees. "I'm so sorry I didn't protect you. I'm so so sorry. I just want you back and it hurts." I grab a fist full of hair and pull on it. "It's my fault you're gone. It's my fucking fault"
"Sir?"

"Sir?" Someone clears their throat and touches my shoulder.

I take a deep breath and look up. My eyes land on a older man than me holding my shoulder.

"Are you okay sir?" He asks and looks at me with dull eyes.

I look down at her grave and nod slowly. "I-I'm fine." I get up slowly and clean my tears.

"Wife of yours?" I hear the man ask. I look at him and see him looking at my girls grave.

"Yeah" I say and close my eyes.

"I lost my wife a few weeks ago" he whispers and pats my shoulder. "She died of a heart attack, craziest woman I've ever laid eyes on. One of the many reasons why I decided to make her mine."

I open my eyes and take a deep breath, I've been doing that a lot lately. "My wife died in a fire." I look at the old man beside me and see that his eyes are already on me. "A fire that I started."

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A/N
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Published on June 14, 2016.
Edited on March 12, 2017.

-andrea