𝐿𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓏𝑜'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:
I didn't really know what to say. My little sister has witnessed something so horrid.
I know what it's like. I've been in her position and I'd never wish that upon anyone. Knowing she had to go through the process of seeing that everywhere she looked for months, hell years even...
scared me.A part of me felt happy knowing she could trust me with something like that. A part of me felt angry at the fact I couldn't find her to be there by her side as she suffered the aftermath of her best friends death. A part of me was sad for her.
I continued playing with her hair and she continued drawing shapes on my chest.
It's my turn to speak now.
What I say next shocks her as she stops moving for a second but then continues.
"There isn't a lot I can do, the same as you can't for me. But I do know how you feel. The grief thinking it's your fault that they're gone. The anger at yourself for not knowing they were going through something so painful to the point they had to take their own life to get away from it. The anger at other people for them not knowing either. Being in denial at the thought of them being gone. Disappointment knowing you're never going to see them smile, laugh and cry ever again. Shock. Rage. You name it I've been through it and I know how you feel."
It's strange. I feel like I can tell her anything and she wouldn't judge. It feel kind of nice? Knowing she knows how it is.
I couldn't do this with anyone else because they don't know how it feels. They say they're here for you and they prove that they aren't.
I never told my brothers because I know the only thing I'd get was pity. I hate pity.
I continue speaking, "My best friend did the same thing. His name was Alessio. He was a few months older than me, we were best friends all throughout school. It's been nearly 5 years since he passed away. I was the one who found him. He was drinking one night and then decided he was going to drive to a bar. He rang me in the car crying down the phone and then he told me to come get him."
I pause for a second taking a deep breath. Via holds me tight. I know she's here for me and that's her way of showing me. So I carry on..
"I got to him and ran out of the car. He stumbled out and then I just remember seeing him run in-front of a moving lorry. He looked directly at it and didn't think twice and just did it there and then. It's as if he planned the whole thing. I was shocked. It was like the whole world just stopped." I feel a small soft hand grab my own and kiss it. I look down to see her tracing small hearts on my hand.
"I ran over to him and the sight was something that will haunt me forever. He had bruises all over him, he was bleeding from his head and his shoulder was out of place. The driver was speaking to me but it was all muffled. Then the ambulance pulled up and took one look at him and gasped. They took their time walking towards him and they didn't even try to give him cpr. It was as if they knew he was gone. Deep down I knew that too but I didn't want to believe it."
I still remember this like it was yesterday. I don't think I'll ever get that image out my head.
"They said the driver wasn't going fast at all when they checked the cameras so it wasn't the truck that killed him, it was the fact that he was on drugs and mixed it with alcohol and paracetamol that slowly damaged his liver. The truck hitting him was it for him. His body couldn't fight anymore... so he passed away." My eyes tear up but I don't cry.
She sighs and turns around but doesn't say anything. I just pull her forward so she's on top of me. We both lay there in each others embrace knowing we are there for each other. I'm not one for physical contact but it feels nice knowing someone is there for you.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that alone Via. I'd never wish that upon anyone. Especially you Engel." I say honestly.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, it must've been difficult. Just know I'm here for you brother." She replies softly. I smile knowing she must be happy to be able to call me her brother.
I feel her breathing even out knowing she's asleep, it doesn't take long till sleep consumes me too.
AN:
I found this chapter so cute!!!
Finally seeing a soft side to Lorenzo :)
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