The Rules Of Ecstasy

VI

Recap: Have fun finding a new therapist -I

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I smiled as I walked out of his office, he let me touch him even if it was just for a second that he's stiffened, I understand how he felt. When my son died I hated physical touch, I hated how I could feel everyone else touch but the one my beautiful boy.

I hated how everyone expected me to be okay, I felt defeated, traumatized to the point I never wanted to interact. It felt better when I could hide the feelings, act like I never had any to begin with, stray away from the fact that the baby that came out of my womb was taken away from me too soon.

I could feel the similarities between Ezio and me, this is what made him so special. That is the reason I gave him the journal I wrote in everyday when my son died. I am a woman of secrets, I am an woman of discretion yet I felt like he needed it. He can only get better from himself but a little boost is necessary.

I walked to my room, after writing the note to him discreetly I felt the need to hide, just in case anyone in the house was in danger. I walked to the bathroom and closed the door splashing water on my face as I felt the stray tear come down. Today is the day. It felt better to help someone than to help myself.

I wiped the water out of my eyes as I heard a voice coming from outside of my bedroom door, it was loud extremely loud and it was the first time I could even hear a voice from this far. I opened my bathroom door as the voice became louder, it was Alessio's. Oh shit I forgot to meet him at the mall today.

"DONT OPEN THE DOOR!" He yells, so I stay behind it an uncanny amount of fear rushing through me like it was that time all over again. I was terrified for the first time in years.

"Tell me what's going on Alessio!" I yell through the door as I press my back into the door. I hear faint voices around it as Alessio lets out a deep groan. I let one tear out because I recognize that voice, I recognize him and I'm panicking at how familiar it sounds.

"Ezio will explain everything Allesia! I swear he will I'm counting on it! Please when you see him again consider it as my death wish, I've grown to like you a lot Allesia, goodbye." He shouts, as his breathing runs low before an almost silent gunshot is heard and i shout, I shout because it feels like it's all happening again.

I couldn't resist I had to open the door, I had to see if he had really died on me. He was my favorite person here, I've got an history of attachment issues, and god I've grown attached to him.

I open the door to see him lying in a pool of his own blood barely hanging on for life, but yet I could see that look in his eyes, of care, of fear. I couldn't let him die, not for me, not because of me, and not on my watch.

"I'm so sorry Alessio there are things I haven't told you, I'm so so sorry this is all my fucking fault!" I cry as I whisper in his ear feeling all of those emotions crawl back upon to me.

"When I was younger I had a son with the leader of the American Mafia, his name was Allesio. Just like you, today was the day he died, and for god sakes I cannot let this be your day too. I've grown to like you too. It felt like I was with my son all over again. Thank you Allesio but you are not dying." I whisper as I feel an gun pointed to the back of my head an familiar voice ringing in my ears.

"Hello Alessia." The man said but my words cannot be pronounced, they cannot form into a sentence, I couldn't speak even if my voice box would take over for me. I had to save Alessio, the man that was dying all because of me, even if it meant I would kill myself doing it, just one word and he could be saved.

"EZIO!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as a sob raked through me, I remember begging for this types of help just for it not to come.

My mouth closed immediately when I felt the gun hit my head harshly my mind fading into nothing but a black void of darkness that is surely not to end soon.

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"Wake up!" The woman's voice yells as I feel a harsh slap to my face jolting me up as the pain in my head awakens. It felt like my body woke before my eyes opened up, as they adjusted to the light I could feel the pain in my thigh, something felt stuck in there.

I looked down at my thigh as I saw the blood rushing from them, my body felt frail, weak. Something I promised myself to never feel nor look like again.

"It took forever to wake you up, Allesia." The woman says as she sharpened the knife in her hand once again. I watch as she drags the knife over my hurt thigh, making me almost scream as silent tears fall.

"Now tell me everything you know about Ezio and his Mafia." She says tauntingly as my heart drops, not again. That is something I could never get into once more and I fucking did, I promised myself I fucking promised.

"Awe, he didn't tell you his little secret Allesia?" She smirks as she runs her raw finger nails over the scar that's embedding itself into my thigh, I hiss in pain almost crying at how bad it felt.

"Poor little therapist bitch, always the one that listens to everyone's feelings but who would ever listen to yours?" She mumbles as the tears fall, and not because of the pain she has caused physically but so many emotions that were never supposed to come out.

"Now that you have been proven useless, I have someone who can make you speak." She smirks as my heart drops because I knew exactly who it was. I knew who it was because I have been running from him for years, hoping that I would never see the face that took the only thing I lived away from me ever again.

I heard his footsteps, padding all along the tile floor as my breathing got louder. The only man I could truly be afraid of was here. He was the only person that could bring out my stolen emotions, I couldn't control them when I was around him and it hurt so much.

His hand touched my face and I flinched as the tear fell. My heart felt almost as if it was shattering and slowly putting itself back together just to be cut open again.

"Hello Lesi."

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