safe with me - dnf mafia au (english)

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>throwback - 3 years earlier<

Yes.
I really am out here, doing time travel now /j

Drista POV.

I was just walking down the dark hallway with a freshly filled cup of tap water from the bathroom when I heard two people downstairs, talking to each other very quietly.
It wasn't really uncommon to hear my relatives talk to each other a lot around here, if I was being honest, but I was a bit surprised that my aunt and uncle were... whispering?
The two of them were actually always quite loud, or rather... well, happy and excited about all kinds of unnecessary and irrelevant things, like the dog food being thirty percent cheaper at the local shop around the corner [mind you, we'd never had a dog in our lives and my uncle was allergic], so it made me wonder why they talked so mysteriously to each other.
Above all, they sounded panicked, almost scared.

Had it really been any normal, ordinary night, I would have immediately run down the stairs and over to them so I could've found out why they were acting so weird, but I couldn't do that this exact night.
It was only just past midnight and I was still wide awake with my laptop open on my desk and the minecraft Hypixel server still running, my character standing in the bedwars lobby after quitting the last round early to go to the toilet and get some more water.
My uncle would've killed me if he knew I was still playing with my friends at midnight on a wednesday in a school week, even though I had a math exam the very next day...

"But Christian, we can't hide this from her forever-"

"But we have to, Melanie!
You just heard what's going on there and I do not want her to get involved into any of it!
The boy has to kill people there, and his mother wouldn't want his sister to have to do it too just because she wants to see him again!"

My uncle interrupted my aunt as he yelled; he seemed so angry.
I didn't understand what either of them meant with what they were saying.

My aunt didn't reply anything for a few seconds and my uncle sighed in exasperation.
I hated it when he got aggressive like that, because he always seemed so dangerous.
He almost never actually got this pissed off, so hearing him like this made me even more concerned and curious, because he very rarely showed himself from that side, knowing me and my auntie were a little scared of him when he got mad, even though there was no reason to.
Loud screaming just always scared me, even though I knew he'd never, ever get violent or try to hurt either of us.

"...I'm... I'm sorry I yelled, honey. I just don't want to-"

Uncle Christian quieted down a little and sighed heavily again, and I had the feeling that he was about to start crying with the way his words were sounding a little wobbly and shaky.
I knelt against the wall next to the stairs where I couldn't be seen from below while I continued to listen to their conversation.

"...I just miss her so damn much..."

His voice broke as he began to sob, and I could practically see auntie Melanie getting up to take him in her arms and comfort him in front of my eyes because I knew that this would be the exact thing she'd do.
My uncle was definitely talking about his sister again- my mother.
She died shortly after I was born and I unfortunately never got to really know her.
All I knew about her was from stories, pictures, videos and audio recordings.

"Darling, I understand your pain, but grieving for her right now isn't going to get us anywhere in this situation.
I know it hurts a lot, but we need to talk about this for a minute. After that, we can talk about Danielle, alright?"