ALESSIO
My muscles clenched upon her answer and my heart rate sped up when I gave her a quizzical look. She took in a deep breath and started, with us still slow dancing to the music which had stopped long ago, only I had realized it now.
"Yes, our marriage was never normal and to be honest, neither was your behaviour." I nodded as she continued, "But let's be honest, any normal human being in my place could easily tell that something was bothering you for you to be like this. Something was deeply hurting you for this part of you to come out."
"But why did you take it in your hands to see to it?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know. Something just made me want to make you better. I never had one when I was going through and hence, I wanted to be the person I wished I had."I instantly stopped when the air shifted within us. I left her side and clenched my hands into fists when I snarled at her, "You don't need to look out for me and help me get better."
"You looked more relaxed a while ago than you did all those months ago."
I was silent and was taking in heavy breaths when closing my eyes and massaging my head, I turned around and just went and sat on the edge of the bed. This was tiring. This was so fucking tiring and I didn't want to deal with it. I fucking hated it.
Avelina came and sat next to me when she removed one hand from my face and intertwined her own with mine. My gaze went to our hands together when I suddenly remembered. I showed her my other hand and showed her the ring on my ring finger, "I got it made with your initials on to signal our marriage."
Her lips parted in shock when she looked at the ring. She held my hand and took a deeper look when her gaze met mine. I crumpled there and then when I whispered again, "No apology is less, but I. Am. So. So. Sooo fucking sorry."
What I never expected was for Avelina to hug me. She fucking hugged me when believe it or not, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her on top of me.
I laid back in bed with my wife in my arms on top of me when I clung to her harder than she clung onto me, and that was saying something because she was holding me hard. I tightened my hold around her when I whispered with my mouth pressed against her hair, "I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for violating you, I am sorry for insulting you day and night and I am so so so terribly sorry for forcing myself on you. I am really sorry, Avelina. I am so fucking sorry."
She shifted closer to me when her breasts were pressed against my chest, our legs were tangled together on the bed when she placed her forehead on mine. My eyes moistened when I looked at the beauty that sacrificed everything of herself for me when I cupped her cheek. I wanted to kiss her. I, so badly, wanted to kiss her but didn't want to cross any lines. She may not want to kiss me and I did not want to ruin whatever had progressed within us by far.
Avelina laid her hand on my chest, right above my rapidly beating heart when she whispered, her gaze holding mine as a streak of tear slid down my cheek. She removed it away and spoke, "You don't hurt others when you are hurting, Alessio."
I whispered, "Sometimes you just keep hurting people while you yourself are hurting because you are too tired to give a shit anymore. You used to, you know? You used to give a shit, you used to clean all of your blood before anyone slips on it, but you come at a point where you are just so fucking tired that even if it is your blood that is causing others to slip and fall?......You just let it. You want to help, your fucking heart wants to step up and stop, to kill yourself all over again to prevent others scraping their knees even, but Goddd, you are just so tired."
I lost it there and then when I let myself cry. I removed my forehead from against hers and nuzzled my face in her neck when she softly moved her hands through my hair, rubbing my scalp, the action alone calming me down, "You let go of negativity before it eats you all up. I understand your past was bad, it was traumatic but Alessio," she kissed my head, "this is life. It happens. We get good questions on a paper but also the bad ones, but that doesn't mean that we end up ruining every coming paper because of that one bad question in one paper."
I spoke with my mouth against her neck, my voice all muffled, "Sometimes that one bad question sets a never ending tornado within your life."
"Every disease has a theory and similarly every bad question has an answer. It isn't a question if there is no answer."
I looked back at her wiping my eyes, a brain splitting headache rushing through my skull when I held the both of her hands in mine and placed them above my chest. Her eyes softened when I whispered, "Can you hear it? Can you feel it? My fucking beating heart?"
She nodded when I placed my forehead over hers, "It stopped beating all those years ago. It's only your presence that makes it run this way. I'm sorry Avelina, I truly am." She opened her mouth when I cut her off and whispered, "Please give us a chance and you never know when it works out for the best."
I lifted her hands which were enclosed within mine and kissed them. I kissed them three more times when wrapping those arms around my waist, I pressed my forehead against hers and looked into her eyes, "Are you willing to give me another chance and to let me mend all of this?"
"Yes."
"Do you think in the near future, you might be able to forgive me for whatever I did in the past?"
She hesitated a bit when I shook my head and pressed my forehead more harshly against hers, "Not now. After I beg for forgiveness."
She whispered a yes when I touched my nose with her, the urge to kiss her so fucking strong again, "I am sorry, Avelina."
"It's okay. Glad you realized."
I just nodded and dropped back in bed when Avelina's elbow stumbled and she fell over my chest. I managed to not groan when her face expressions changed. She carefully poked my chest when I understood. I opened one eye and looked at her, "It's a belt, I tore my back muscles back at home."
She gasped and sat up when I held up a hand, "It's not your duty to take care of me. At least not for now."
She opened her mouth when my phone buzzed beside Avelina. Draping an arm over my eyes, I called out to her, "See who it is."
She spoke after a second, "Cassio."
"Pick it up."
I heard her open her mouth and she hadn't even said anything when I assumed Cassio had started rambling at the other end. I adjusted in bed when Avelina's soft whisper entered my ear canal, surprise registering on my own face to see her expressions close to being fucking broken, "You have cancer?"
I sat back up in bed alarmed, "What? No no no, that was something else that happened, it's just weakness, not cancer. Give it to me dammit-" I snatched the phone from her and addressed Cassio, "No idiot can match you, you fucking imbecile."
"You-"
"He had his suscpicions, it's just weakness. Vitman deficiency. Why would you ramble out all of this to my wife?"
"Hey! I fucking called you-"
"And didn't even let the other person say something to know that it wasn't me."
He sighed, "Alessio-"
"I'm fine. Just vitamin deficiency and weakness. Not a big problem, I wouldn't die."
He was quiet for a few when he asked, "You tore your back muscles at home? Leonard told me."
I sighed and relaxed back in bed, draping an arm over my eye, "Yeah. Nothing big."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"What was there to tell about? My problems, my headache."
"You could have-"
"No. End of discussion. Anyways, you go and rest, I need to give time to Avelina."
And this shameless duffer went all feminine mode on me, "Oooooooo, lookatchuuuuuuu-"
"Bye." and I ended the call.
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One more chapter after this, and I'll hit you guys with something so unexpected, you wouldn't even know what hit you. Keep reading. The story gets intense from after the next chapter.
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