Memories of the past

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Lucia pov

Warning, kinda, has abuse and uh suicide. Kind of, if Ur not comfortable with that skip it . Tho it'll make sense of Lucia's past.

I heard the shouts of my parents downstairs. The stupid arguments they have over nothing. I head down stairs only to see Mami on the floor while, my "dad" beats the living hell out of her. I saw the fear on Mami's eyes, she saw me and gave me a gentle smile to reassure me. It was a horrible sight, and may U remind you, I was only 8!

My dad then got a vase nearby, took it and started to try to throw it on Mami. He took notice of me, and that wasn't even the worst part cause he looked at me with murderous eyes, walking over and grabbing my wrist. He then threw me over his shoulder, hard and I landed on a table, my head hit the point and I started feeling dizzy. I put my hand on the back of my head and felt a red substance climbing onto it.

The last thing I knew was seeing Mami beside me, holding my head up, my vision started getting blurry and I blacked out. There were beeping noises echoing in the room, I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was in the hospital.

I got up and rubbed my eyes, only to see that I was in the owl house, with my alarm beeping continuously. It was all just a dream? No, it was a memory...
' HEY KID, WE GOTTA GO!' coming, coming , I said groggily. Putting on my beanie, signature shirt and a pair of baggy pants, I went downstairs hunched, like a dead zombie. Damn these memories. Ive been getting them more frequently now and it's just... Traumatizing.

Walking like a mindless zombie, I went inside the car. ' U okay there kid?'asked Eda not shouting from once. ' I'm fine' I say with a slight annoyance in my voice. Eda like she always do, stepped on the gas and just like that we were in front of the school gates.

I waved her a goodbye, while still being hunched and walking like a mindless zombie, saw Wionna and Gus. I headed over to them, ' hey, U ok?', God! Why is everybody asking me that!?, I'm fine just a bad night... I simply reply masking the pain inside.

The bell soon rang and we went to our classes. In all my classes, I was seated next to Amelia.. the whole time I just wrote notes on my paper, I had dark, round circled around my eyes...

Damn U memories and nightmares I thought mentally kicking myself. While in class I felt a finger tap my shoulder. I faced my side to see Amelia. 'whaaaaaaat' I say in annoyance, 'are U ok'? I'm fine. She then looks at me like she's staring at my soul.

Her eyes were like saying a message, don't lie, what happend. Damn she saw right through me. Should I tell her? How will she react?, scared? I'll tell you after class I say, she nods her head in response...

le gay time skip ( cause I don't wanna explain what happens in class)

Am I really gonna tell her my past?, I barely know her, but when I'm around her.... I feel, safe, like her cute smile and golden eyes that I can stare for hours without getting bored. WAIT WHAT! NO LUCIA, DONT THINK THAT, WHAT THE FRICK IS HAPPENING TO ME!?

I feel a light nudge on my left and check to see that it's Amelia, I grabbed her wrist and led her to somewhere quiet, I left her to the bleachers. She then stares at me waiting for a response, I take a deep breath, why the fuck am I doing this again?

Ok well uhm, Ive been having these dreams and past memories about my dad.

Amelia- your dad? What happend?

Well my dad is uh an assassin, along with being a the leader of a mafia. Because of that, I start to feel my eyes water, DAMN! NOT NOW! I held back my tears and continue on...

I never had any friends, and I was always getting bullied. The bullying started off controllable, but-but it started to get worse. They would steal my money, they sometimes brought matches and they would light it up and press it onto my skin, doing it over and over again.

They would beat me up to a pulp, and sometimes they would get a pocket knife and carve out my skin. I couldn't hold my tears now..

I look to see Amelia shocked, I continue taking a deep breath.. after years of of all those torture, Ive thought about ending it. 5 years ago, when I was 14 I went home with burn marks and carved things on my skin.

I couldn't handle it anymore, Mami was always at work and almost never home, she got sick because of that, she tried to provide for both of us by working late, so that night I made a goodbye letter,

Dear Mami..
I'm so sorry for the pain i've cost U
I know you raised me better, im sorry I can't handle it anymore, please remember that this isn't your fault, this is my decision.Te amo Mami, espero que puedas entender, vive para mi
Lucia <3

Translation- I love U mom, I hope U can understand, live on for me.

I then got out all the pills in the cupboard, it only said to take 2 a day, instead I put one after the other, I then headed to bed waiting for the time where I couldn't open my eyes, it never happened. So on the next day, some of my bullies came up and said you're not wanted here, nobody loves you, you're a freak!, and other nasty things and it's all true, at least I believed it was. So that evening I hopped into my rusty bike.

And I headed on to the highest cliff in the area, sure it took 1 hour and 30 minutes but I didn't care. Once I got there the sun started to go down, at least I'll die seeing something beautiful. The purple and pink mixed altogether. It was an amazing sight. I then got ready to plunge to my death, I was numb and these voices in my head just got louder and louder. You're not wanted here, Weirdo, Stupid, Disappointment...

I was one step away until somebody grabbed me from behind, What the fuck are you doing kid!? I looked behind to see a boy almost the same age as me, he had black hair and green emerald eyes. I-i cant take it anymore. I then told him everything and he just listened quietly.

He then hugged me in the end, I'm Justin he said Introducing himself, Lucia I said. We both kept in contact and he became one of my close friends until.....

My dad trained me to be an assassin, a killer just like him.. he trained me ever since I was strong enough to walk. He wanted me to take over as mafia leader if he died. I was forced to kill people, or else he would do something worse and expose the truth, not only that but he'll kill the people closest to me.

One night I told him I didn't wanna do and finish the fricking job of killing one of my best friends in school, Maya. He found out about Justin and that night when I came home I saw my "dad" stabbing Justin with a knife, over and over again. I could only watch in fear, I was frozen on the spot as I saw Justin turn his head and give me a little smile his emerald eyes, hiding his pain to reassure me. That everything was fine. I was only 8, and I didn't understand how to comprehend this.

Taking his last breath, and falling limp on the floor. Nooo! I sobbed, but I knew that would do nothing. My "father" looked at me as if I was next, a sudden burst of adrenaline rushed through my veins and I fled through the door. I ran for hours and came here to the owl house meeting Eda and taking me in.

I looked at Amelia, she looked... Shock, sympathetic. Here it comes, the moment where they run away. I waited for a few minutes and felt something warm around me. Amelia pulled me into a warm embrace, that I returned.

I was, perplexed, usually the would all run... Scared that something like that would happen to them, but Amelia stayed. I felt a warm sensation on my chest and hugged back. What the fuck is this feeling!? I put my head in the crook of her neck and started crying,everytime I remembered the memories...

I blame myself for not trying to help, for not listening, and for running away instead of trying to take Justin to the hospital. He was like a brother I never had, and I didn't't try to help, instead I ran away.. I'm a coward ....

Sorry if it feels a bit rushed... I'll edit it later or tomorrow, and I'll add a little bit more detail.

I edited it adding more info, hope its a lot better.

Thx for reading see ya nxt chap!
This is the longest chap for now, SHEESH
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