𝑹𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔

Chapter 10 // The Phone Call

Niccolo Lombardi

A smile etches its way onto my face at Flynn's words, the little thing has been avoiding and fighting off this conversation for too long, hopefully, we will be able to explain to her how we feel and tell her what we want; to love and cherish her, hold her on her bad days, laugh and smile with her on the happy ones, but only if that's what she wants, of course.

Walking right behind Flynn, we make our way down the hallway and to Nya's room. Opening the door, we both walk in and find her sitting up on her bed, dry tear streaks down her face from her earlier tears that have thankfully stopped. When I first walked in, I was slightly shocked to find her just silently sitting there, I wouldn't have been surprised if she had found a way to escape us again.

We both walk over, each heading for a different side of the bed and sitting beside her on both. As soon as Flynn is next to her, she falls into his side cuddling up into him, away from me. She hides her face in the crook of his neck and I can just hear the quiet little sobs she lets out as she starts crying again.

"Shhhh, it's okay, baby, it's okay," Flynn whispers, trying his best to calm her down, gently rubbing his hand up and down her back.

I slightly move forward, reaching my hand out to stroke her hair, trying to comfort her in any way it won't scare her, but before my hand could come in contact with her head she flinches, and I drop my hand back into my lap.

I'm not sure how long we all sat there, but after Nya had stopped crying, I left the room to get a warm, wet washcloth from the bathroom to remove any leftover makeup from days before that she had now smudged all over her face mixed with tears.

Walking back into the room once again, I climbed onto the bed and started softly washing all the grub off Nya's face, she was sitting between Flynn's legs, her back to his front while she silently played with his fingers, her head down.

Grabbing her chin with two fingers, I lifted her head, trying to get a better look, but what I saw, I swear I could hear my cold heart cracking. Her eyes were bloodshot red, and she look like Rudolf with her red, stuffy nose.

Once I had finished and placed the washcloth back into the bathroom and returned to the bed, everyone was silent. No one spoke, no one moved, everyone just, spaced out, not knowing what to say, until a phone rang.

Nya jumped, climbed over Flynn's legs and bent over the bed to retrieve her ringing phone from the nightstand.
Pressing a button, she answered,

"Dmitri?" She gasped, eyes wide,

"Oh, thank god, you're okay, right?" She questions,

I turn my head to my brother, watching as he looks down at Nya and pulls her back into his chest, knowing what's about to happen. We wanted to be the ones to tell her, we need to be, but now her fucking brother is going to ruin it all. I look away, guilt consuming me.

I look back, watching as a confused look finds its way onto her beautiful features. She tries to sit up, but Flynn keeps his arms tightly wrapped around her, not letting her go.

"What is it Dmitri, what's wrong?" She starts getting anxious, trying to get out of Flynn's iron grip, but he doesn't budge in the slightest.

Any second now.

It's like the world just stops, Nya stops breathing and drops the phone into her lap, I can still hear Dmitri trying to talk to her from the other end of the line, but it does know use, so Flynn grabs the phone and hangs up. A tear falls down Nya's face and for just a second relief flashes over her eyes and it almost seems like she's, thankfully? 

What the fuck did he do to her?

She breaths in slowly and everything seems ok, until she breaks out into sobs, and my heart breaks. Wiggling around like a mad man, she tries to get away from Flynn, and eventually, he has to let her go unless he wanted to get punched in the face.

She runs to the bathroom and straight to the toilet, throwing up all the strawberries she had the previous evening. Flynn is the first one to get up and run to her, but she stops him, kicking the door so it slams right before he could enter and it instantly locks.

He bangs on the door, demanding her to open up, but gives up when he realises, she won't listen, and I watch silently as his back slides down the door until he is seated on the ground with his face in his hands.  

30 minutes go by, Nya is still locked in the bathroom, and we can both hear the sobs that continuously wrack through her throat. I pick up my phone and unlock it, opening one of my special apps, not being able to take this anymore. I press a couple of buttons until I hear a click, indicating the door has unlocked.

I walk over as Flynn twists his head around, grabs the door handle and pushes the door open, getting up he walks over to the wall she is up against and crouches down in front of her. Surprisingly her cries have stopped, but that just makes me even more concerned.

I quickly take a glance over to her vanity and notice her scheduled pill container is still full.

Shit, she isn't taking her meds. This has just gotten way more complicated than we had originally planned.

"Baby?" Flynn reaches out, touching her arm,

I watch as she finally looks up,

"You killed him, you murdered Father," She whispers, face blank,

She just stares at us for a minute, when suddenly a smile appears on her face.

"You are going to regret this, Lombardi's'."

I turn to my brother,

What the fuck?
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Oop-, girly gone maddddd.
How dare they hang up on poor Dmitri, ugh the disrespect.
Anywayyyy, hope you liked this chap, tty next time
Bye babesss
<3