Life as it is

Before we go

A/N: I hope y'all enjoy a 2690 word story

Authors POV

The week went by quickly. When the week started on Monday, Q purposed the idea of going to Six Flags, an amusement park based on characters such as The Looney Tunes and Marvel. So many rides, so many games, Mia and the guys were so excited to go. The ladies agreed that it was fun as well, but they both decided on that day they were going to stay home with the children and hang as ladies.
"Perfect for some bonding with your ol uncles" said Murray.
It also happened to be the day before the funeral, so Joe and Sal thought it would be the perfect time to do something nice before Mia had to face her deceased parents in a casket.

~Fast Forward to Thursday~

Q's POV

"Todays the dayyyy!!!" I shouted as I entered Mia's room. She mumbled and muttered, "Do we have to wake up this early? I've been there already, and as fun as it is, you don't have to wake up at- 9:00?!? And be quiet, Mil is still sleeping."
I did a laugh and said, "She's a Gatto, she can handle a gunshot and still asleep."
Mia shook her head and started to get out of bed. She was wearing some short shorts, in which I did not want her wearing out, and a too tight tank top. I was about to say something about her clothing when I noticed something else. Something way more important than clothes.
"Mia? Ar-Are those cuts in your arms and legs?" Her arms and legs had faded lines, and I knew they weren't some type of birthmark or shit. I've seen those cuts before. I've made those cuts before.
"Oh." Mia looked like she had been caught. I knew she was depressed, I just didn't know she would cut...
"Q, I, uh, I, I, I don't have a good explanation. There isn't any. Yea I cut. No, nobody knows. Not even my parents knew. I'm sorry. This whole depression thing is genetic, so YAY for genes. But don't worry, I haven't cut since the day before my parents died. So it's improvement I guess."

What do I do? Is there anything to do? Andrea hadn't prepared me for this, so I literally did not see that coming. Did her dad have depression? I knew Maribel didn't, and I'm pretty sure Mark didn't either. Could it be...?
No. Take that thought out of your mind Q, her parents are HER parents.
And- "Q? You okay?" Mia took me out of my train of thought. Good.
"Uh yes I'm good. And I'm happy for you that you haven't cut in a while. I have slight depression too, so I get it. But if you ever feel like you need to cut again, let me know okay?"

"Of course." Mia got out of her bed and said she needed to take a shower, which I understood and went to go check on the other guys.

Mia's POV

Once Q left the room, I ran to the bathroom to let out a cry. Tomorrow's the day. Tomorrow I go see them. I wish I didn't have to; I wish life skipped tomorrow so we can go to Saturday. It's hard. I have to go see the last of my REAL family. Ughhhhh.  Whatever, just make the best out of today okay Mia?

After I wiped away my childish tears I took a quick two minute shower and put on my clothes. Since it's warm out, I put on a red Rick and Morty T-shirt, black spandex pants, and black Nikes.
After that I kissed Milana goodbye and got my bag filled with my swimsuit, a towel, portable charger, and a Totoro wallet. Then I grabbed my iPhone and went downstairs.
When I got there, Joe and Sal were attempting to find the cereal boxes while Murr and Q got the bags of their swimwear together.
"Good morning Mi," Sal said as he noticed me walk in, "Got everything?"
I did a nod and went to get the Lucky Charms from the other side of the kitchen.
"Ohhhhh. Geez your parents moved everything since we last were here." Joe commented as he and the other guys sat down. "Hey," Murr spoke up, " Did you check your Instagram? I tagged you in a post and you haven't liked it."