~ what do you see in him?....
Everything you don't ~
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All Celandine's father wanted was to protect his beloved daughter. Even if it meant sending her away...
Little did he know, his daughter will fall i...
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Time.
Some say time doesn't exist. Some say time it's our worst enemy. Some even say time heals, but does it really?
Time heals wounds, leaving a reminder. A scar.
I'd say the ones in your heart are worst than the ones you can see and touch.
It's been eleven years since my parents left me in Italy, they said it will only be for a few days.
Days turn into weeks. Weeks into months. Months into years.
At first they would contact me, either a phone call or a text. But only for the first year, then nothing. I haven't heard from them in years.
I don't know where they are or worse. I've find myself asking Cata every now and then, but I stopped, always getting the same answer. No one knows.
Sometimes I think about the faint memories I have of them. Mostly happy, yet they feel so bittersweet now.
So seeing the situation with magnolia. It reminds me of them in some way. Knowing she might not see her father again.
"Do you know where is my papa?" Magnolias voice breaks through my thoughts. I lift my head up from the coloring book, she was still focused on hers. "Mamma said that he had to go and do business, but I miss him" she says as she changes markers .
I know where her father is, the basement. It's been almost two weeks since the attack. Senio told me everything his father did, it was so sad.
I've tried to keep Magnolia busy, with the time I've spend with her I notice she's a good kid. Well behave and kind, oblivious to the kind of man her father truly is. The thing is, he's not the man who used torture and punished his son. Instead, he's a very loving and caring father, the one that spoils his daughter.
I tried to say something, but no words left my mouth. I can't lie to her, I'm terrible liar.
"There you are" Massimo says as he sits down next to me on the blanket." Having a picnic without me,- he brings his hand to his chest- you wound me Cel " he says pouting.
The little girl giggles " it's only girls " He gasps turning to face her " what?" He pretends to be offended now. " well what if I wear a wig, would I be allowed?" He questions. Magnolia seem to find it amusing so she indulge him "that depends, you are not wearing it now" she says crossing her arms.
" com on! And I'm pretty sure yo did not take part in baking any of these pastries!" He exclaimed throwing his hands around motioning to the pastries on the blanket.
I decide to tune them out the moment I spotted Senio coming our way. I smile, it makes me happy to see him. But my smile drops the moment I saw his face. A frown on his forehead, fists clenched, jaw thigh. If he were in a cartoon, there would be a little smoke coming out of his ears. He was angry. With who now, that's the real question.
I stand up and met him halfway. Hi passes me by and pulls out his gun. I gasped, then Massimo breaks his banter with Magnolia the moment he sees Senio.
He tried to run but was unsuccessful. Arsenio smacks the handle of the gun into Massimos head, he falls to the floor but Arsenio is faster, kicking him on the chest.
Massimo grunts, everything was happening so fast. All of the sudden Elena and Cata come up, I didn't even realize Magnolia went to get them.
Arsenio was still on Massimo, the thing is, Massimo is no even defending himself. Something is wrong.
I hear faint voices behind me, the scene in front of me had me in some sort of trance. It wasn't until Arsenio pulls back that I finally saw it, blood running down his nose, a cut on his forehead, probably a broken nose.
"Stop..." mi voice shaky I reach for Senios shoulder " stop it you'll kill him" I somehow found my voice, speaking louder now. Arsenio listens and steps back his eyes held pure anger.
"Dille" his voice rough, a command. (Tell her)
I frown looking at Massimo, his eyes met mine showing me something, regret? Pity? I'm not sure the blood is making me nervous.
Arsenio cocks the gun and puts it on Massimos forehead. My hands start to shake, "what.... What is going on?" I question both of them.
Massimo cough when he tried to speak. My heart hurt for him, what is going on?
Cata speaks " Arsenio this is not the way.." she tried to reason with him, but Arsenio is angry, he will not listen to anything, he press the gun harder.
I reach for his hand "please..Arsenio you're making nervous with the gun" I reach my other hand to his chest, trying to push him back . I look up to see his eyes still on Massimo, if looks could kill.
" Massimo knows what happened to your parents" His tone dark, my parents?.
" what are you... - I turn to Massimo - what is he talking about?" I questioned him.
"TELL HER!!" Arsenio sheathes as he moves me to the side and shoots Massimos shoulder.
I stand in shock as I hear Cata yell for help, Severino and Stefano rushed over trying to pull Arsenio off Massimo. He was yet again landing hit after hit.
" do you know the pain she's been through?!" He yells into Massimos face. Im so confused. " do you have a fucking clue?!" " you dont, but i do" he finally let's go of him, taking a few steps back . " I know how many times she cried herself to sleep thinking something may had happened to them." I look at Massimo, " I... I m sorry" what is he apologizing for?
" I held her every time she thought she wasn't enough for them to care to even send her a fucking text!" Arsenio was fuming.
"Dillo!!" Arsenio was about to lose it any second now .
Stefano and Don Severino were holding Massimo, one arm around Stefano neck for support. "I...I know what happened to your parents..." his voice shaky " I.. your - I.." he stammered.
" I killed your father and your mom... she umm, she killed herself.."
I felt suffocated, I started to shake. He... Felt everything around me started to spin. Killed them. I fell, my knees touching the cold ground yet I still felt like I was falling.
Strong arms wrapped around me, a hear a faint voice.
Massimo killed my parents.
My breath hitched, I couldn't breath, felt like my lungs expanding and constricted my chest.
I couldn't breath anymore, I felt as if my heart stopped and everything went black.
