Marcelo Di Niro and Bianca Petrovich had a Romeo and Juliet love story. The star cross lovers whose family's wouldn't allow the love. So right after graduating high school the get married and run away together. But just months later Salvatore Di Nir...
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It's been 7 days since our birthday, and that means it's mom's birthday. This is the second birthday I haven't been able to celebrate with her.
As I open my door in almost in sync, it's the multiple's thing. I find Gabby and Julie both with sad faces, as we walk into the kitchen the tension is immense. 9 people hate mom. 3 people love her. But all of us miss at least something about her.
The drive to school is slightly less tense but also worse in a way. I can tell I just look down and my thoughts are only confirmed when I meet up with my friends. "You ok?" Marco asks wrapping his arms around me.
"It's my mom's birthday." I turn in his arms, he has a look of pity. "I'm so sorry, love." He grabs my hand kissing it, I smile as I hold back tears.
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Gabby, Julie and I all left school early, we decided that for mom's birthday we would do what we've always done on her birthday.
And that is buy a small cake and have a picnic at the lake. It's currently almost sunset, with wild flowers and tall around on the top of a hill with an amazing view of a lake.
It's not the same as it was with mom but it's still nice, I guess.
As I place a strawberry cake on the nice white blanket and gabby pours the bottle of white we got.
We snuck the bottle from dad's study, it really wasn't hard he didn't even notice it so we took about 6 more. I place on single white candle on the top of the cake taking a very big chug of my glass.
Tears prick my eyes as the three of us grab hands as we all blow out the candle, the small bit of smoke hovers in the air.
We cut slices all bawling but who cares, our mom died and it's her birthday!
As we eat the cake tears roll down our faces. Drinking glass after glass for almost an hour well bawling my eyes out with my sisters doing the same we're all way to drunk to drive.
So I do the only reasonable thing I can think.
"Marco?" I look up as he walks towards us. I called my boyfriend.
As soon as he sees my tear stained cheeks he runs towards me, fall to my side pulling me in. I cry in his arms for a few minutes before pulling away wiping my nose and sniffling.
"Can you take us home? We're to drink to drive." I giggle a little bit, but Marco seems slightly concerned, actually let me rephrase that.
He seems EXTREMELY concerned.
He nods helping me up them my sisters as well leading us all to the car before coming back for our stuff.
The drive home is long but also not long enough, the rain pitter patters on the windows.
As we approach the house and stop Marco gets out helping all of us to the door and somehow also grabbing our things.
I open the door in his arms and we are met with the faces of our brothers and father.
Shit.
Marco sets me down and sets our things down, standing up straighter.
"Good evening, sir." Marco's says but dad ignores his politeness. "What are you doing with my daughters, and are you girls drunk?!" I giggle slightly only confirming dad's suspicions.
"What the hell are you girl thinking getting drunk with a boy?!" Dad goes on a rant going on and on. "It's mom's birthday." I say silencing the room.
"Did you know that?"
"Of course I-" I cut him off not wanting to hear his excuse.
"Mom died 6 months and 4 days ago? I've counted every damn day! We got her a cake and did our little tradition! But what about you guys?! You pretend not to know because of something she didn't even do?!" I ramble on in a drunken state not having a care in the world before storming upstairs.
I slam my door my legs feeling like jello I fall onto my bed, happily embracing it.
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I'm soooooooooooo sorry it's soooooooo short it's just under 700 words. Sadly. But I think this one was really good and it was kind hard to write.
I wrote this well I was doing skincare because it was either that or cry my eyes out but one I will wake up pretty and the other I'll wake up with red and puffy eyes and a headache so I chose the first option.
