We pull into the cemetery parking lot and my hands start shaking.
"Hey, it's okay, do you want me to go in with you?" he asks and I hesitantly nod my head
We walk past the path that is probably not engraved in my head, and I stop by the small booth to grab some flowers, before we make it to the spot.
My mothers grave.
I try to visit her as often as I can, but I rarely bring anyone with me.
Gio stays back, allowing me to walk up and put the flowers on her grave, picking up the older ones.
"Hey mom" I say
"I'm back in LA, where you always wanted me to be. I'll come visit you a lot more now that I'm closer" I say before I pause
"You know I thought I'd feel better after I killed him, maybe a feeling of relief, but now I think I feel worse. Just reminds me that I can't bring you back" I say and my eyes turn glossy
"I'm really sorry mom, really really sorry" I say as a tear slips.
"You're probably pissed at me for crying , you always hated it when I cried. I saw the boys again, ma, I thought you'd be happy to hear that. I brought Gio with me today" I say with a small smile. She always hated keeping me away from my family, as much as I told her I understood, it didn't take away her guilt.
"I should probably go before he spooks the dead, but I love you mom, I'll come see you soon" I say before walking back to where Gio is standing a few feet back
"You can go see her you know? It sounds weird but I talk to her a lot. It helps I guess."
"You think she'd want me here? I didn't even know she passed until today"
"She loved you, all of you. After everything that happened you were still her kid. Hell if she was here she'd probably convince me to forgive you."
"Maybe another day." He says before we start walking down the rigged path back.
"Would you?" He asks.
"Hmm?"
"Forgive us? I know we have a long way to go, and that you don't trust us. But I'll do anything, Nev."
"Let's just keep walking" I say
He suddenly becomes weirdly aware of his surroundings, and his eyes hold... concern?
"Look maybe we should just go back the way we came?" He asks.
"It's fine, we're almost at the car anyway" I dismiss.
We keep walking a little further before he asks to turn back again.
"Gio its fine. I've been here like a million times" I say turning around to face him before my eye catches something as I do, and a shaky breath leaves my lips.
Dante Moretti
2005-2014
Brother, son, friend, twin11 years ago:
"I love you Nevy" he says
" I love you too twinny, it's us against the world" I say holding my pinkie up
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Twisted Fates
Teen FictionNeveah Rose Moretti 9 years ago she was framed by the enemy, and accused of murder by her family. 9 years ago her mother took her away to protect her. What happens if now, she's back in the town where it all began? Hurt, betrayal, regret, love