Trained by the Mafia

Chapter 33: A Diamond in the rough

*mention of suicide*

MASSIMO'S POV

I haven't been the same since I left Samuel at the care of my cousin and her two husbands. I could notice how I wasn't eating nor smiling like I used to, everything seemed like a dream...well I hoped that it was just my imagination, a terrible nightmare from which I would eventually wake up.

Everything has changed, both Mick and I blamed ourselves for not seeing the state Sam was in and that is something that we will never be able to surpass. We don't sleep in our bedroom anymore, I prefer the couch in the office while Mick...I think he chose the living room.

We haven't talked much since we went to Momo's house and had that little chat with them regarding our baby boy's sanity. He was mad with me, I think because I haven't talked to him but immediately took the decision of leaving him there. I've tried a lot of times to talk to him, to apologize to him but he won't listen to a single word of what I was saying.

I understood that I should have talked to him first, but I was panicking; seeing Sammy like that had taken a toll on me. I didn't want him far from us, I didn't and still don't like it, but I also knew that if there was someone who could have helped him, it was them.

James was the best shrink in the country, he had helped a lot of people to come out of the depression tunnel as well as many others with mental disease. For what concerns Finley, I had to do a little bit of research because I didn't know him well. I've gathered that he had a private studio where he helped people, even if they didn't have enough cash to pay for the cures; he also went to Africa, taking medicines for them as well as vaccines.

With all the things that I've gathered about them, I was a little relieved about that decision; at least I knew that they weren't a bunch of incompetents. I was determined to show all these informations to Micky, hoping that it would help him forgive me. With that in mind, I pleaded him to come to the office so that I could show him something that I've found.

"What is it now Massimo?" he said.

Massimo, he only calls me with my full name when he's really mad at me.

"Sit please, and I'll show you everything" I said, encouraging him and taking a chair out for him to sit on.

He sat, arms crossed on his chest, scolding at me. I took out the folders of James and Finley with all the information that I've found or know about them and I looked as my sweet half gazed at them.

"These are the informations that I've gathered of Finley Johns and James Kellan" I explained as Micky began reading the infos.

As he continued to turn the pages, I saw his body gradually relax and I smiled. I knew that, like me, he was doubting that those two would make Sammy feel better but now, we knew, at least, that they were good at their work.

"I'm sorry" I said, after he finished reading "I should have asked what you thought before deciding without consulting you. I'm sorry but I was panicking, seeing our Baby Boy like that...has broken me." I admitted, seeing tears accumulate in Mick's eyes. "I'm really sorry Micky, but I swear to God that I didn't intend any harm, I just want to see him happy again."

At the end of my apology, I felt lips meet with mine in a sweet kiss. Nor him nor I was trying to dominate the kiss, it was a way to comfort each other, to tell him that we would come through this situation together like we have always done.

"I want to see him...last time we saw him was a week ago" he said to me and I held him closer.

It was true; we visited Sam a week ago before Momo asked us to give them more time. That day, both Mick and I were livid seeing that not only had they not helped him but also he was worse than when we had left him there.