ROSE 🌹

cauchemar

Ni do zadnjeg leta, ni do kraja sveta
Sudbina je moja kleta
Ova duša nema dom, ova duša nema ton
Crne zore svеće gore, moje morе
Moje more, moje more
Moje more, moje more

Apollo's pov
         " apollo run"
              " I'm not leaving with out you"
           "RUN AND DONT LOOK BACK APOLLO"
                     "MUM"
                         "APOLLO GO"
I ran as fast as my little legs could take me, my face drenched in my tears, praying to God to protect my mother .......

I shot out of the bed with a gasp, hearing a soft beep and seeing the IV stuck in my hand.
I squinted my eyes trying to make sense of where I was,  when the door opened infront of me and Angel walked in just staring at me in slight surprise before running out calling fabio.
I stayed quiet through the while examination  just only answering Fabio's questions with simple nods, my mind was on that nightmare, I couldn't forget that day, one of the day my father had come home to take out  his frustrations on my mother, the only difference was that night he was livid about something, Angry and enraged like a wounded feral beast and he came for my mother as a way of licking his wounds.
How my mother  survived that day was beyond me, the only good thing that came out from that day was that I never saw him again.

"That's going to leave a scar" I raised my eyes to Angel's dark hovering ones, these were moments I hated, I couldn't read her, the nothingness was back again in her eyes, the hollowness seemed like for a faction it never left.
  "t'as l'air vidé de toute joie" 
Meaning you look empty of all joy

I had questions to who shot me, why had they chosen to do that to me, I knew the mafia life was dangerous, but it felt this attack was personal in way, Angel didn't talk much but I knew she was hurting masking it all behind that blank Stare of hers
"Hey"
I grabbed her hand in my softly bringing her back from glaring at the bullet wound

"I'm okay you know "

her eyes were darker than ever, she seemed angry and in rage but nodded nonetheless.

"Did the police ever catch the person who shot me."

I wanted justice served to whomever had harmed me, but instead of an answer, I got the most icy stare from Angel.

"He is rotting In hell as we speak" the baritone of her voice dropped into this murderous one

"What did you do Angel" I asked but she said nothing but ball her fists

"Angel...." I called at her, what had she done to him

"ANGEL" I raised my voice louder

" I killed the Puttana " she yelled back, her breathing laboured as she ran her fingers through her hair while pacing around.

"Why" I whispered, I felt a tinge of guilt, someone died because of me
"He deserves it Apollo, he shot you. What was I supposed to do" she paused staring deep in my eyes "He hurt you" her voice cracked at the end and my heart broke.

It hurt me to see her like this, I knew Angel only knew how to process Anger, every other emotion to her was foreign, she was afraid I was going to die, and had a series of  emotions running through her body now, but she didn't know how to process it so she was converting it to anger.
That would explain the icy stare and cold attitude since i awoke, Angel didn't want to go off but she looked like she was going to burst if she didn't release her pent up anger now.

"You can't just go ahead killing people like that Angel"
The guilt was turning into frustration from trying to get through this thick skilled woman
"He didn't deserve to leave Apollo."
"Ho fatto al mondo un favore enorme uccidendolo."
Meaning I did the world a fucking favor killing him.
I was half French and half Italian so I understood what she said, It wasn't what she said that scared me but how she said it, so aggressive and impassioned.
I ran my hands through her hair and laid back to sleep turning my back on her