𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒊𝒅𝒆 🎭

𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏✫

   I am sitting on the edge of the rock and my only comfort is the sound of the waves that were calming my nerves. I try as much as possible not to think about what happened. I want to erase all of my memory. Forget the hurtful words that came out of Nick’s mouth, Lorenzo’s reaction, and everything. I am even a bad sister I want to forget that. I wish I could go back in time to correct what happened, but that is not possible. I cannot change my mother and father, or even the bloodline of the damned Torricelli family. I wish I could, but why can’t I do anything? I want to reveal to everyone that this selfish, jealous, and cruel girl with everyone is not me, but rather a copy I issued it so that I would not be hurt like before. I wish I could tell everyone how I felt when I saw my mother burning inside that house full of heartbreaking memories. I wish I could tell everyone how my father treated me and my mother throughout those years. I wish I could tell everyone how I escaped death at the hands of my father repeatedly And again, I wish I could tell everyone how I felt when my grandfather embraced me for the first time three years ago, the warmth of his embrace and the tenderness of his heart that I lost again when I saw him bleeding in front of me and I was unable to catch up with whoever killed him and I did not fulfill my promise to him, but all I do is silence. 

   I kept thinking to myself about everything that had happened to me until this moment, until I heard the sound of screaming not far away

  “Valenciaaaaaaa.” Someone shouted heading towards me, until he approached I realized it was Isaac. What was he doing and how did he catch up with me?

"Are you intending to commit suicide? Are you crazy?" . He shouted at me, panting for breath.

  "And why did  i commit suicide? Are you crazy? What brought you here when you didn't stay with Nick? He needs you more than me." I told him in a sad tone.

  “Stop pretending that you are fine. I am not a stranger. I am your brother, even if we do not share the same blood. You are a part of me and you  need me  most in moments like these.” He approached and sat in front of me on the rock.

  “If you are waiting for me to speak, do not bother because I will not.” I informed him in advance.

  "Okay, we'll sit in silence and watch the waves fluctuate then." He answered, looking towards the sea.

  "Isaac, why are you here? It's not you who should be with me at this moment, it's him, but he's absent so you don't have to do it for him."

  “I am not playing the role of anyone else. I always do what Isaac does I am there for the people I love when needed, and here I am with you. Even if you reject my presence, that is okay. At least I will not worry about you and I know that you are fine.” He turned to me and smiled innocently.

  "Am I a bad sister Isaac?" . I asked him.

  "If you were like that, I would stay by your side too. There is no bad sister or anything like that. We all go through difficult periods in which we are bad to others, but that does not mean that this is our nature. You are a wonderful sister to Nick and even to me. I wish I had a sister to tell about my secrets and God answered my prayers and guided me to you.” His sincere and gentle tone moved that thing inside me...

  “And you are the most wonderful gift " .I hugged him with open arms because I really needed Isaac ’s embrace, the embrace of a caring brother. He is my older brother and there is no substitute for him.

"What's so sad, little sister? You know you can tell me anything, right?" . He asked in his warm voice.

  "I want to, but..... I don't know how to express my feelings. I'm not used to revealing what's inside me. Maybe I'm really cruel. I was hard enough on Nick. I didn't let him bear the burden of his decisions. I was just a control machine  I'm not an ideal sister ,I'm very selfish. Nick is right  I never thought about him, as if I was the only one suffering from problems, as if the world only revolved around me. Nick has changed a lot due to the way we were during his childhood and adolescence. The reason for that... I don’t know, maybe I should review myself " . Maybe I should.