Needle & Thread

Chapter 7

I dont like to dream because it feels so unachievable
Still, i hold tight to the longing feeling of imagination, looking to the future with hope.

Ive got a little inkling that this is gonna be short bc i don't wanna write it 🙈sry not sry

I wake to the store bell ringing.
My body is weak and doesn't seem to want to move.

Within moments of my wake, Mr.Evangelisti makes his way to the office door and knocks three times, quietly showing his presence.

"Dear, i hope you know that you will not be left on the streets again. Would you like to wash up? I can take you to my house to bathe... or a nearby gym if you aren't comfortable."he says the last part with care, knowing my state.

I think for a moment, weighing my trust.

He saved me.

I stand and open the door.
"I would like a bath very much."

"Good, I don't think i would forgive myself after leaving you to a public shower." He replies genuinely
He is very kind.

After readying as much as i could in the shops washroom, i make my way out, following after Nicolò.

He leads to a parking lot nearby with a beautiful antique car waiting.
He unlocks my door with his key and holds it open for me.
As he walks around, i quickly pull the lock on his door to open it without hassle. He sits down and begins to drive to his house.

Why am i such a burden?

As he drives i begin thinking.
What about his job? Now he's losing money over me?

As if he read my mind he says, " I don't work on Saturdays so taking you to my home isn't a hassle at all."

"But you still had to pick me up, i am so sorry."

"Enough with that, i needed to get something anyway" he brushes me off as he points to the roll of fabric in the back seat.

After making his way out of the city, He turns onto a lonely road with fields of grass and flowers, i gape at the sight.

I haven't seen such beauty since i was home.

"It is beautiful isn't it?"

"Reminds me of home.." i reply

" My home, Italy, has beautiful fields leading for miles. That is why i live out here, it beings me back there."
"Why'd you move?" I ask curiously
"My family left me when i was just a boy and it didn't feel like home anymore. Its fields reminded me of my mama and its flowers of my Papa making bunches for her." He says this with a gleam of sadness but a smile of longing.

"I'm sure the fields are beautiful there and that your parents hug you with the wind." I say, knowing that my sister does the same for me.

"That is very beautiful, thank you."
He stops in the drive way of a small cabin

"You can stay here with me for a while if you would like. You could work for me at the shop.." he says this uneasily since he knows my answer from last time.

I don't believe i can make it without his help but i feel burdensome forcing him to take me in.

" Please, i am only asking you so you can be safe."

"Ok... i will."

Still short but i was expecting shorter. i just love writing Nicolò with his old man stories. Did you like it? Okkk im giving it two more chapters(maybe one idkk) before we meet my husband and forever lover... ELESSIOO

If you can't tell, I'm rushing to get to him lmaoo

Comment pls, im going insane talking to myself