Love, Passion, Pain (Sequel)

A Shattered Frame

They all sat in the living room. Nico sat on the couch with blood all over his hands and his head hanging low. Lorenzo stood by the counter in the kitchen with his hand under his chin as he gazed out the window lost in his thoughts. Amora sat on the floor in front of the couch on the her face buried in her knees.

No one said a word. No one breathed. They just sat there in silence wallowing in Cher's death. Nico looked at Amora from time to time, wanting to hug her and comfort her. He wanted so deeply to know what exactly was going through her mind. What was she thinking? How much pain was she in? Was there anything that anyone could do?

But he just sat there and watched her, watched her hurting. Lorenzo was writhing in his guilt. It was driving him crazy. He felt like it was all his fault that Cher was dead and Amora would hate him forever. Why couldn't he keep an eye on her, what if when Amora left last year something had happened to her?

He ran his hand across the counter knocking everything on the floor.

Nico. Easy Lorenzo

Lorenzo looked at him with tears in his eyes, then he stormed over to Nico and punched him in the face. Nico stood up and threw a deadly right hook to his jaw knocking him on the floor.

Nico. You need to get it together
He held his hand out to help him up but Lorenzo slapped it away.

Nico glanced over at Amora who was watching them. All he could see were her red eyes everything else still covered by her knees and arms.

Nico. Amora?

But she said nothing. She just got up and began to walk out of the room.

Nico. Amora ? Say something.

But she just kept walking away. When she was gone Lorenzo headed out the door.

Nico. You too?

He said nothing and slammed the door on his way out.

What was he supposed to do? Everyone kept leaving. He had never been in a position like that before. Usually he was the one leaving and people were chasing him. Lorenzo is going to sit around in his guilt and let it eat at him. He's strong, he will bounce back its Amora he was worried about.
She was still fragile even after everything they had been through. She's still fragile and there was nothing Nico could do to change that.

She would sit in her guilt and let her heart break until she finally snapped. What would happen then? Would she leave him? Would she hurt herself? Would she miss her sister so much she would want to join her? Nico couldn't afford these thoughts right now, they can't forget what's happening. Someone is after her and they already got close enough.

Now he went from concerned to mad. Someone was coming after his Amora, his love, someone was coming to take her away from him and hurt her or even worse they would kill her. Not they. Mylon. They had to focus on the task at hand protect her and he needed his right hand man by his side to do that.

He would have to work on Lorenzo first, he knew he was gonna have to take things slow with Amora. He couldn't risk upsetting her right now in this state that she in.

The rest of the day he just waited for Lorenzo to come back home or for Amora to come out of her room. She hasn't eaten very much today. He made her some food and went to her room. The door was unlocked.

Amora was laying in her bed, the covers pulled over her head. He couldn't hear her crying. Maybe she was sleep. He put the sandwich down on the dresser and went to the bed. And sat on the edge of it. He put his hand on her back and rubbed it

Nico. It's gonna be okay baby

Amora. No it's not
She said in a muffled voice.

Nico. Baby yes it is. You gonna be okay
He didn't really know what to say to make her feel better.

Then she remained silent.

Nico. Can you come from under the covers before you smoother yourself in there
He tried to pull the sheet off of her but she was holding it down.

Amora. No

Nico. Come on love take it off

Amora. No Nico stop it!
She held it down even harder.

Nico. Amora I'm not playing with you come on, get out from under there, you gonna smoother yourself

Amora. So fucking what!?

Nico. Amora!
He tried to tear the blankets back from over her head.

Amora. What Nico?! You gonna lock me in a fucking closet again!

Nico. Your acting like a baby right now!

She sat up from under the blankets and slapped him hard across the face.

Amora. I just lost my sister Because of you !!!!!!
She thought he would do something but he just sat there and looked at her.

Amora. Do you not realize that this is all your fault!!! You lead me here! You kidnapped me which started all this my sister shouldn't have even been involved if anyone should have died it should have been me!!!

Nico. Amora...

Amora. Shut the fuck up and get out of here!
She said pulling the blanket back over her head. She waited a while but he was still sitting there.

Amora. GET OUT!!!!
She screamed. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room realizing he had done enough to hurt her.

A few hours later Nico found himself sitting in the bathtub with the door locked and a bottle of vodka sitting beside him. What Amora told him really hit him. Everyone that's died over the past year it was his fault. It's especially his fault that Cher was dead and Anthony and everyone else that died.

He had passed the point of being drunk now he was half passed out in the bathtub. Everything around him seemed to be slowing down. But it sounded like he could hear someone calling his name in the distance.

Amora. N-I-C-O

No it couldn't be, she was mad at him why would she want him now. He was hallucinating. He must have been.

Amora. Ni-co

But then he could hear someone banging on the door.

Amora. Nico !!!!

He slowly got out of the bathtub and opened the door to her panicking.

Amora. What the hell Nico, someone broke in!

Nico. What?

She looked behind him and saw the bottle of vodka.

Amora. Are you drunk! Oh no!
She grabbed him by the arm dragged him down the hallway.

Amora. Where are your guns Nico! Don't you get it someone is trying to kill us!!!

But his thoughts were coming to him so slowly. He was lost.

Amora. Nico please! Snap out of it!!

Just then Amora was being pulled from him!

Amora. Nico!

Nico. Amora!, Let her go!

As she was being pulled away a bag was being put over his head.