Donatella

Chapter 4-seeing them again

Song-Say yes to heaven by lana del rey

Enzo's pov

"This is the third cup of coffee you've had today",i state,eyeing the cup in Fio's hand.
"Why does it concern you?",she says with a scowl and an eye roll.
"Keep rolling them and they'll get stuck there"

We enter the house and behind us Elijah's and our parent's cars roll in the driveway .
We wait for them to enter the house together.

We go inside and immediately met with complete silence and darkness. Something's wrong....

I walk into the living room and notice a figure sitting on the sofa. Fio turns the light on and to my relief it's Santo.

Why's he sitting in the dark?

"Santo?",she calls out. He seems to come out of whatever trance he was in. "Oh, didn't realise you were here already".

"Why are you sitting in the dark?",i ask.
"She's not the same Enzo,she has changed.... completely".

Who is he talking about?

"Who are you talking about Santo?",dad asks
"Dona"

I completely forgot about her.
"Where is she?",mom asks. Mom missed Dona a lot,we all did.
"She's asleep",he says getting up,"Im going to bed too".

I stared at his retreating figure.
"What does he mean by 'she has changed'".

Guess we'll have to find out tomorrow.....

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Dona's pov

I kept tossing and turning but not even a drop of sleep came to my eyes.

This is comfortable,too comfortable.....

I'm not used to comfortable and all this just seems too good to be true. I get up from my bed and head to the balcony. I pull out a joint from my pocket,light it and smoke.

Smoking calms me down,its one my 'unhealthy coping mechanisms',as Rose would say. I miss her so much. I've never been away for this long from Rose.

I look up and stare at the sky. At this moment it looks so peaceful,unbothered by this world's scandals. Nightime is my favourite time of the day, you get to sleep. In sleep you find solace, you find peace. But it doesn't grace me with its presence much often.

What i hate about nightime is the silence it gives your mind. The silence gives your mind a voice,a voice so loud yet unheard. Silence gives way for the memories to resurface.

Sometimes i wonder if she just told the truth,what would've happened? If only she knew how much power her words held back then,if only she knew how many events she would've prevented. If only she told the truth.

But its no use to dwell on the past. But sometimes i can't help, sometimes the past dwells on me.

Pushing myself off the railing,i make my way towards the bed. I decided to listen to music instead of forcing myself to sleep.

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Mira's pov

Ever since papa told us that Dona was coming back, I've been dreading seeing her.

What if she still hates me,not that i would blame her. I mean I'm the sole reason she got sent away,for 11 years. I was selfish at that time,only worried about what my family would think. I was worried they would think i was a freak. A few months after she went away,i was diagnosed with schizophrenia. That would explain the voices.

I missed her so so much. After she left,i was very sad. I missed my twin. Theres no denying we were polar opposites,but the love we had for each other was amazing.

I really hope she had a good time at the school and maybe she made lots of friends cause she's really sweet.

I missed you Dona....