Just a simple news

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"Mother? Mother are you there?"-I yell as I walk through the dark tunnel.

"Walk a little more. Follow my voice."-I hear her voice echo through the tunnel.

"I am coming."-I say and start walking faster towards the direction where the voice came.

I knew I was getting closer to her. I had to see her. She was definitely here.

"Mother? I'm here. Where are you? Please talk to me!"-I yell as I kept walking.

"Do I look like your mother my precious?"-I see my father standing in front of me.

"Where is she?"-I ask.

"She is safe and so is your sister for now."-he says as he steps out of the shadow. His hands and arms were bloody and he was holding a knife.-"Too bad I can't say the same thing about you." He says and starts coming to my direction.

I try to crawl backwards, further away from him, but he was very fast. In a brief moment he stops and puts his hands on his throat. His teeth were falling and he was starting to disappear. I start screaming and then...

...and then I wake up from that nightmare. I was breathing heavily searching for more oxygen.

I get to the window and open it. It was already dawn. Probably five in the morning. The cold air enters my lungs making me calm down. What could that dream mean?

I lay down on my bed again trying to fall asleep, but I couldn't. All I could do was twist and turn. The bed seemed like it was made with nails at this moment.

After forty five minutes. I realize it was useless for me to try and sleep again, because I couldn't anymore. I get up and go to the shower. That dream was all I could think of.

Somehow even after I got out of the shower I wasn't calm. Usually showers calm me down, but this wasn't the case. The anxiety inside me wasn't planning on leaving and I didn't understand why. It was now 7:30 and I was losing it.

I go downstairs to the kitchen to get some water and try to calm myself down.

I drink some water and get out of the big kitchen.

As I was walking past the hall I hear the monster's voice. It seemed like he was on the phone with someone.

"So he did all of those things? I can't believe he would betray his own partner. That's why she killed him? Oh this is going to have consequences, but they did what they had to do."-he says. Than he stays silent for a little bit.-"I will try and talk to her."

After that he closes the phone. The small crack on the open door made him look directly at me and his expression changed. Not mad, but I would dare and say worried?

He opens the door completely letting me walk in, but I didn't. His room looked dark, but I wasn't thinking of exploring it, nor getting in.

He seems to notice that and walks in my direction.

"How much of that conversation did you hear?"-he asks looking at me in the eyes. His voice not threatening, but soft.

"Long enough to know someone got killed. Who died?"-I ask.

He looks at me and takes a deep breath:"It looks like your father was trying to gain more power and do this by betraying our partner in Sicily. He also tried to kill Domenico and Dianora. She found out everything and the two had a fight resulting in Dianora winning and taking her business back."-he says.

I stood there froze. So my father was dead?

"You are trying to tell me that my father is dead."-I say looking at him.

"Yes, in dawn. My condolences."

I just turn around and slowly get to the stairs. Was I supposed to get mad? To who? Not to Dianora that's for sure. She just did what she had to do, what she was supposed to do. I shouldn't be mad at her. I should apologize to her since my father ruined her life.

Should I be sad? Why? Has my father ever been sad for me? He married me to someone like him just for more power. He treated his family like a property that he would sell whenever it was beneficial for him.

The only thing I could think of are my mother and sister. Alone, unprotected...

Everything in my life is pitiful and miserable.. I think to myself...

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