I enter the house and see my mom standing next to the table, twins holding the pizza and Antonio holding the drinks
"What's going on" I ask
"We- welcome party?" Luca says nervously
"You guys didn't had to"
"Sorry honey we thought it would be ready till you arive here"
I shake my head and smile,
"Let me help you" I walk as I take two boxes of pizza out if Lucas hands
We sit down and the hard part comes in
The questions
"So how was Italy " mom asks
"Same as it was when we left"
"What about others" she means Lorenzo and others
"Unfortunately-"
"Did someone died" I hear Antonio say
" No, that's what is unfortunate" 'oh's came out of their mouth
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Few hours later we were done, twins were helping mom with things but I needed to talk to her so I told them to leave
" I can help her, y'all can go study or whatever" they immediately obey and leave
"Hey mom, I have a question" I say as u started to dry the dishes
"Yes what's wrong" she looks at me weirdly
"Why are you looking at me like that"
"No just that, you never ask questions so I'm interested what is it that you don't know and need my opinion, so please continue"
"Okay, there's something that I can't do and may need help of a someone but the thing is that-"
"You don't want help and you think that you can do it by yourself, huh"
"Yeah, but it's just that this specific thing is very important to me" I can't lose Gabriella
"Who or what is this about" she asks but I hastate to answer
"Just someone I know"
"If you really care about that person, you should give up everything to not lose him or her, even your pride, sadly I realized that way too late, and I paid for it"
The sad thing about this conversation is that we are talking about same person but in her reality she couldn't save her and she's dead but in mine I still have chance to save her
"Okay thanks" I say and hug her, she likes hugs, it's just me who doesn't but it's okay once in a while.
After we were done with dishes, I decided to go home
"I'm gonna leave now" I said
" You have a car" Antonio asks, and remembered that I don't, I came here with a driver but I let him go
"It's fine I will just catch a taxi"
"You don't have to one of the boys will drive you"
"They don't have to-"
"What's going on" Francis asks
"Can you drive Silvia to her house" Antonio asks him
"Of course" he smiles " let me grab my keys" he run to his room to grab the keys, came down and said
"Shall we go" I nod and we sat I the car.
It was silence for a while but then Francis broke it
" Amm do you know why mom was in a bad moon after you guys were doing dishes" he asks
"Maybe"
" Is everything okay?"
" Yes I just asked her something, she just remembered the past"
"Oh okay" he says "I knew you favorite food was pizza that's why we ordered but I later on remembered that you came from Italy so you must have eaten lot of that" he tries to brake the silence "sorry"
"No, I haven't eaten pizza there, I missed it"
"Oh okay " smile appears on his face of satisfaction
After a while we were at my house "you can park here" I say to him
He does, I open the door to get out but before that I thank him for dropping me of and than when to my house
I unlocke it and walked in, I stand there stunned
It's finished, the walls, I even forgot about them, I had to paint them.
I look around and they are just the way I wanted them to be. My guess is it's been done in a while, there is no smell of paint.
I look around and think, is this a good place for a kid, I mean I for sure will hire few guards so it should be safe right?
I can paint one room in pink if she wants,
I sigh and rub place between my eyebrows
What should I do, I won't be home all the time and I trust no one who can take care of her
Who
Who
Who
Wh- Silas?
Why should I trust him, I can't just because he asked me to right?
The way he talks to me is like he has known me and knows how to talk towards me to believe him and don't like to admit it but I did for a second,
But it's ether I give up my pride, trust issues and trust him, for her or who knows what happens to her.
I look at my phone, realizing that more I think more time passes going nothing and it's just a waist.
Me: tomorrow at 3pm, at my house
I text him,
It's been a while since I have visited her, I guess it's time.
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