Unraveling Secrets

Chapter 33

Nova

Sleep is stupid. Its useless actually. 

So what if my body decides it doesn't wanna live anymore because I wouldn't sleep.  Maybe if it gave me a reason to appropriate this thing people call sleep, then I would try it out. But noo, that is asking to much.

 Here why don't we throw you around like a rag doll your whole life, and when you wanna find peace in your sleep, we just force you to relive your worst nightmares! 

 I swear that is exactly what is being said. Like bitch why don't you walk a centimeter in my shoes- then we will negotiate these sleep terms. 

I have tried sleeping medications, probably ever single one out there... but none of them work. 

Looking at my alarm clock I see it is 2am, and a bottle of water sounds pretty good right now.

I make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Opening the fridge I find a plate that says "Elios -don't touch or I will burn any trace of your existence." I shrug it off,  he could have came up with something a little more creative. but you do you bro.

I sit at one of the stools at the island and take a sip of my water. I whip around when I hear the door attached to the kitchen open, and reach for my gun. My hand then slips away from said gun when I see a very, very drunk Antonio  walk in.

He walks past me, not even noticing my presence. Which is very dumb of him. In this life you gotta always be aware of your surroundings. 

He goes into the fridge, pulls out a plate, and sets it on the counter across from me. As he takes off the tinfoil, I notice this plate is the one I read to belong too Elio. He starts munching on the buffalo chicken wings, and I must say they look good. I might take a piece and just blame it on Antonio tomorrow. 

"You do know those belong to Elio, right?" I say.

This startles him enough to look up quickly at me.

His eyes quickly soften and he opens his mouth that is full of food. "Novaaaaa!" He says, and all I can see is the gross chewed up chicken. 

"Please, just finish chewing that." I say with a disgusted look.

"Your here! What are you doing here!" He says completely forgetting about the chicken.

"What do you mean what am I doing here?"

"Well your in the kitchen, and it is late." 

"I was getting water, not that it concerns you."

"Hm." He hums, swallowing the last bite of the wing. "I missed you. I can't believe you were gone!"

"Umm I've been sitting here the whole time..?"

"No you haven't, silly! I think I would have seen you. Especially since you grew up."

Ohhhh he is talking about me being gone gone. This is not how I expected this night to go. Although a drunk Antonio seems very entertaining.

"I don't like that your grown. You should still be 2."

"Everyone grows Antonio."

"Yes, but I didn't get to see you grow. They took you away from me, its not fair. No death will ever bring enough justice." He says, anger building in his eyes.

"Um. Antonio? Aren't you like I don't know... supposed to hate me or something? Whatever you drank is making you a little soft, and I don't think your ego is gonna be able to take it in the morning." 

"I could never hate you sorellina! I'm sorry. So sorry. I just- I didn't want to lose you again. And I figured- well I thought if you hated me, you would stay away. So if we lost you again it wouldn't hurt as much."

"Oh." I honestly am at loss for words. I have no idea what I am supposed to say to that. I have no idea if he is going to remember this conversation tomorrow, but I honestly don't know if I want him to remember or not. "Lets get you to bed. You've clearly had a long eventful night."

"Are you going to bed too?" He asks.

"I don't know." I answer honestly.

"Well why don't you know?" He asks as I help him up the first couple of steps.

"Cause it depends on if sleep wants me."

"Oh shit! Where is my gun!" 

I see his gun tucked in the waste band of his pants and grab it out to show him. "It is right here."

"Oh no! Nova give that to me. You are going to hurt yourself! Oh shit- I fucked up. Lorenzo is going to kill me.."

"Lorenzo isn't going to kill you, because Lorenzo isn't going to know." I say getting him into his bed. "Now,  quiet down or you are gonna wake people up. Try to sleep this off. There is water on your night stand." 

"Thank you." He mumbles while closing his eyes.

"Sure."

I head back into my room and plop down on my bed. Bullet jumps up and lays his head down next to mine, while Antonios words replay in my head.

"I didn't want to lose you again."

I am curious how much he will remember tomorrow. Or if he will remember anything at all.

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