Chapter Eight

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Santino's POV

Being home brings good memories, but it feels dreadful.

I am here supporting my sister and mother. I keep telling myself, but it doesn't  seem to work.

I know it hurts my mother to see him like this. Our parents tell us about their stories and how they are inseparable.

Gia and my mother were talking while I wandered away from the conversation. I slowly removed myself from them.

I walked down the quiet hallway, but it was not a long walk, but it felt like it was every step I took.

My body started to feel like it was closing in on me, and I wanted to turn around so bad, but I couldn't I had to see him even if it hurt.

I had gotten a little closer to the door my hands began to shake. As I put my hand on the doorknob to open it.

I shut my eyes for a bit but I felt another hand on it. I opened them and I had seen my sister.

"It's an okay tee, I'm right behind you." She says softly. I slowly nodded my head, the door creaked as I opened it more

I heard the sound of beeping coming from the machine.

I looked to the back of me and  Gia was close behind. I grabbed her and comforted her as we walked closer to him.

My father looked asleep. The nurse saw us and excused herself but we didn't really acknowledge her just kept our eyes on him.

Gia and I both sat on both sides holding his hand. She was the first to speak.

" Hi Dad, I'm back from my work trip here for a week. I had my first modeling gig was good. , I just wish you were there. " Gia says softly. I see a few tears drop. She quickly wipes it away

"Oh, and I think Tee is interested in a woman." She says with a giggle.

I looked at her with a mug and she grinned at me. I just laughed at it.

" I know haven't been here to see you. Panicking while I was in a different state from you. You had me worried Dad but I'm glad that you're okay." I tell him

I looked at it my hand didn't realize I was crying.

I know as a man you're not supposed to cry because  it shows weakness but my father said crying doesn't make you any less of a man.

Gia grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

" my woman, you're future daughter-in-law as Gia was saying. You'll meet her soon." I said smiling and looking at Gia.

Gia mouthed "Delusional", I laughed it off. Yeah, whatever.

I felt my hand being squeezed but not by Gia. It was my father's.

He looked up at us smiling. Slowing trying to sit up. He had put a pillow behind him.

He grabbed gia hand and kissed it saying to her.

" Sweetheart, I know how we've talked about it. I've seen your messages you were happy. I'm proud of you dear. Modeling has always been made for you my sweet girl." My father says

My sister looked at him with so much emotion in her eyes. When she first found out he was the first person to hear about it. She had a ticket for him to make it but it was the day he collapsed.

I know it broke my sister's heart that he couldn't make it but now she knows he wouldn't miss it unless it was something like this.

Gia hugged my father and kissed his cheek.

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