A Life I Never Knew

Chapter 8

Luna's Pov

When my father asked me about my mother I did not know what to say. Should I stick to the story that she ran away or should I tell them what really happened? I was debating back and forth which lead me to feeling dizzy and unable to breath. Before I knew it people were all around me and hooking me up to things.

Before closing my eyes I saw the faces of my father and brothers they looked so worried but the sleep was too heavy and I felt myself drift off.

The next morning

I woke up to the warm sun beaming down on me it felt nice I happily welcomed the warmth. I look down to see that my dad sleeping by my bedside.

His head is laid on the bed and his hand is cradling mine, for a moment I think to remove it but I keep still liking the warm feeling of his hand on my skin, his touch isn't so scary it's actually nice.

I scan the rest of the room to see that all my brothers are asleep in different parts of the room. They are so big and tall that they look uncomfortable sleeping upright. My heart was thumping thinking that they stayed that way whole night just to stay with me.

They must be tired from dealing with a problem child like me. I don't want to wake them and make them mad even though I really have to go to the potty. I look around the room to see if there's a bucket around and I see its one next to the door.

"If I can get up quietly I can use the bucket without waking them" I thought to myself but just when I was about to move I felt my father stir and when I looked back at him he was awake.

"Good morning bambina" he said with a soft voice and a smile. His voice woke my brothers now everyone is awake and they all greet me a warm good morning which makes me shy.

I only nod at them.

"How are you feeling amore" my eldest brother asked me.

"Good" I say back not looking directly at anyone.

"Do you need anything" my father asks and I notice we are still holding hands and I pull it away quickly. Now that he's awake he might not want to hold such a dirty ugly hand like mine I must have accidentally held it in my sleep.

I point to the bucket indicating that I had to use it. Yet they just look at the bucket and then back to me with a confused look. So I attempt to get off the bed and go myself but I'm stopped by my fathers hand.

"You can't get up by yourself bambina let me help you, what's wrong"? he asked gently helping me sit up on the bed.

"I-I-I'm sorry" I say of course I can't move without permission I should have asked first I felt stupid for upsetting him.

"No bambina it's okay you did nothing wrong it's just that you're badly hurt and its not good to move around too much. You can't walk alone for a while your brothers and I will help you for now okay"? he said softly it makes me wonder how does such a big man have such a soft voice.

"I..may I use it please"? I ask him.

"Do you mean you want to use the garbage-can to use the bathroom"? he asked with sad eyes and I nod.

How else am I going to potty? Robbie and mother always made me use buckets for the potty and washing my body.

"Oh mi bambina.. you don't have to use that anymore I can take you to the toilet it's more comfortable I promise" he said pointing towards a door across the room.

I nod trusting him just a little I didn't want to use it in front of them anyway. My father stood up and reached to help me and I flinched a little but eventually let him lift me off the bed.