The Other Side (A Bruno Mars Fan-Fic)

Chapter 8

"Italy!"

"WHAT?!"

"Yup. We're off to Italy!"

I looked at Bruno and my eyes began to water. We were going home! He was taking me home! That is the one place in the world where I feel I can do whatever I want because I'm safe there.

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah sweetheart!"

"Oh urmm, you might have to be our translator though"

"Of course Phil! Oh my goodness! Guys, thank you!"

"Don't mention it Luciana!"

"Guys, you can call me Luci!"

"Why did you introduce yourself to me as Luciana that first day then?"

"Honestly Bruno. My parents always called me Luci. Then Danny did, I hated it though but that was his name for me. I hated it when anyone else called me that. But i'm starting my life a fresh. And I want you guys to call me that, or Luciana. Whatever suits you"

"Aww sweetie! Are you okay?"

"Never been better!"

"Good. Where should we stay then?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know Italy better than we do. Where should we stay?"

"Urmm, aha, I never told you this. But my parents had quite a bit of money. They owned a hotel in Italy and that's why we came to America, to branch out a bit. We can just stay in there? It's really nice and in the middle of Lazio?"

"Sounds good to me! What about you guys?"

"Sounds good!"

"Brilliant!"

"Haha!"

"Urmm. How long's the flight?"

"Pfff, about 12 hours. So it's a long flight"

"Gosh, I don't remember it being that long when I was little."

"How times change huh?!"

"Haha, indeed they do"

Bruno's Perspective. 

I planned to wait until we were in Italy to tell Luciana that I reported Danny for rape. If he was serious about finding me, and she was panicked over it. I wanted to tell her when she was safe. Yet, I should've told her that other thing earlier on. No, no, I can't do that to her. Not now.
During the flight, we get to know a lot more about Luciana and she gets to know a lot more about us.

"Tatoos?"

"Yeah, I have a few"

I pointed them out and the rest of the guys told / showed theres (if any) and then we asked Luciana the same question. She looks down and nods slightly.

"Yeah I have one"

She slips off her shoe and turns her foot sideways, it's a small piece of writing in Italian.

"It says 'Famiglia Resta' and it means 'Family Remains' I had it done when my parents died"

" . . . "

"Don't look so glum guys, it's okay, it was a long time ago. I'm okay now!"

She takes a deep breath and smiles. She's a fighter.

"Looks like we better be getting some sleep, it's quite late"

"Okay"

I sit next to Luci and she still looks upset, but she's going to have such a good week. I just hope telling her about Danny will be reasonably simple...

Luciana's Perspective. 

I kiss Bruno goodnight and turn over. A single tear falls down my face as I remember the moment that the doctor told me that my parents had been killed. It was a murder. Someone tried to steal my mothers bag and my dad stopped him, the guy shot both of them but they never found the murderer. It killed me inside. My sister died two years later of suicide. She went through depression over losing my parents. I have no aunties or uncles, no cousins or grandparents. No one. I'd lost everyone I had ever cared about. It broke my heart. That's why I've let my guard down with Bruno. I need someone to become my family. I would never tell him but I didn't want to put pressure on it. I decided to walk around the plane, I needed to calm down a bit. I went to the back, where no one was sitting and started singing quietly.

"When night has become the day, they're sending you far away. So, so far away. When everything starts to fade, you don't have to be afraid. No you don't have to be afraid. Take my hand and reload, this is freedom. That's what we're made of. Yes we are-. Reload, this is freedom. That's what we are made of. Yes we are-."

Tears started to make their way down my cheeks and onto the floor of the plane. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and looked up. There was Bruno, looking down at me, I smiled through the pain and he bent down to be at my level.

"I'm sorry. We shouldn't have asked."

"Don't be sorry!"

"Well I am. I'm sorry sweetie!"

"Bruno it's fine. Go on, go and get some sleep. I'll be alright."

"I'm not leaving you here!"

"I'll be going to sleep soon"

"Okay... Well, you can sleep next to me"

"Haha, thanks"

I watch Bruno and he gets up and walks off. I sigh and get up. I walk over to Bruno and settle down next to him. It's clear to me that he's who I want to be with. But I'm a nobody, a school teacher, he's not going to want to be with me. I had to change my work ethic. As soon as we were in Italy, I would go to the designer that my dad was always friendly with. He was one of the leading fashion designers in the modelling industry. That's what I needed to do. Become a model.

"Luciana?"

"Yes Bruno?"

"Remember that you're important to me okay. Anything you want to ask me, or talk to me about, I'm always here okay?"

"Thank you Bruno. I appreciate that. I really do."

He smiled and kissed my forehead, I fall into a deep sleep, anticipating the time we're going to spend in Italy.

Bruno's Perspective. 

"Welcome to Italy Bruno!"

"Wha-?!"

"We're in Italy, we've landed!"

"Already?!"

"Yes sleepy-head, everyone else is awake!"

" . . . "

"Okay. Only I'm awake. But still"

"Ahh, see I didn't think the guys would be awake..."

"Pleeease get up Bruno. There's so much I want to show you!"

"Okay, okay I'm up"

"Good! C'mon, we have a lot to see"

"Argh, can't I just have five minutes?"

"Phil... C'mon, up!"

"Ugh..."

Everyone gets up kind of annoyed, but in a jokey way. This trip is for Luciana and that's why we needed to make it special for her. We get up and get a taxi to the hotel. Dumping our bags in our rooms and sowering, getting changed and ready to go out. Bring it on Italy.