"come è Elisia" my mother asked through the phone. I walked to the back of the private plane opening the door to the bedroom, closing it so no one could hear me.
Translation: how's Elisia"She's okay" I answered even if I wasn't so sure.
My chest tightness when my mind flashes to the moment I stepped out of the restaurant and she was covered in his blood on the ground as she held him, sobbing and telling him to not leave her. Fuck. I could still hear how broken she sounded the way she begged him and how shaky she was. We all stood frozen around her not sure what to do.
It was the saddest fucking thing I've ever saw in my 23 years of living.
I wanted to take it all away from her. All the pain she was feeling. These past two weeks she's been on and off with tearing up at random times and Jesus fuck that girl was so stubborn about eating and it stressed me out. She'd also barely want to leave the room sometimes. All I could do for her was wipe away her tears and try to comfort her, which mostly worked because every time I put my arms around her it seemed like a weight was being pulled off her shoulders.
I knew her anger was building and building though and I guess today it finally snapped and that's all she's feeling. Like she couldn't bare with the thought that the person that caused all of this in her life was still alive. And I'd help her until the end of fucking time if she needed me too. Fuck she was getting into places inside me I'd never thought I had.
"Voglio farti visita figlio" my mother says as I take a seat at the edge of the bed.
Translation: I want to visit you son."We probably won't be home for a couple days" I tell her.
She takes a deep breath "well be careful please let me know when you guys get back and am I going to see Elisia again when you guys return?" She asks with a tone full of hope. The thought hadn't occurred to me until now of course I wasn't going to let anything happen to her, but that wasn't the thing. The problem was what the hell she was going to do after we did this.
Is she going to leave and act like none of us mattered to her?
Was she going to stay for longer? I doubt she'd want too after all this was just a deal we made and it would always just come down to that.
I wasn't even sure what I wanted from her.
I know my mother hopes for her to stay, they've only met a few other times and during those times my mother fucking adored her. I mean she gave me a whole goddamn lecture after I blamed her for something I knew deep down wasn't true and she shot me. I couldn't even be upset with her anymore. I mean I did tell her to do it and Elisia doesn't hold back.
"Maybe, I'll call you when we get back. Ti amo" I tell her.
"Ti amo, dì a tuo fratello di chiamarmi" she says and I hang up after I tell her yeah.
Translation: love you, tell your brother to call me.
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