As night falls on the dinner table. We all ate homemade pizza and prosciutto. All things fit for a whole family. I was not really in the mood for eating.
That was because of what he said. The anger he pulled out on himself. He was busy smiling and smoking his way through dinner eating only one slice of pizza and three glasses of wine. He didn't seem fazed at this moment.
"How are you feeling?" Asked Michael. He just smiles and smoked a huge spiff. He shrugs his shoulders.
"It was average. I feel better though." He said. Nico laughed like he always does drinking his glass of wine.
"Because of cigarettes." He says. Michael nods too. I just smiled a little one and looked at the ground like emotionless and thinking.
"Darling! How did your day go? You look so sad, what happened Kitten?" Nico asked. I shook my head and looked at him. I gave him a fake smile.
"I was just doing some...Homework I thought would be good to exercise if there was any test." I said. They both clapped like they liked the idea. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Craig turn his head to me with sad eyes.
He pitied me. Why? Like he cares anyway.
"Good girl...You will be an excellent architect when she grows up." My dads said. Craig turns his head to them and nods. He was telling the truth. As I felt tears come down my cheeks I quickly wiped them off and looked at my watch.
"I want to sleep. I guess it might be early uh...Do you want me to wash the dishes or anything?" Nico shakes his head.
"No thank you, darling, we both know you're exhausted after meeting Roberto this morning." Craig closed his eyes and winced slightly. He wasn't in pain. He was more in sadness.
"Yeah, I'll just go now," I said. They both stand up and gave me kisses.
"Wait." I hear Craig said grabbing my wrist. My voice turned more cracky and unbearable. He stands up still holding my wrist.
"What time is it?" He asked. I removed my his big hand away from mine, he looked pained for a second before I looked down at my wrist.
"Nine- fifty-four," I said. He nods before I rushed upstairs. I went to my room and locked it. They probably thought that it meant privacy but I locked it for some time on my own.
Oh great, Craig's room is next to mine.
I just went to my bed and slept in. Crying mostly.
_ I didn't mean it. What have I done?
I placed out my anger on her and now she's afraid to even talk to me or even look at me. Did I even see her flinch at my touch it looked like she was getting abused for the first time?
As I sat on the chair trying to listen to the family I was also hearing some things coming from her room. I looked at the watch on the wall which I purposely trying to talk to Elle about this.
"I think it's time for me to sleep," I said standing up. Both of them looked at me like it was a mistake. It was a mistake to make fun of her even though I knew she was going through a rough time.
"What so soon? Well, we can't blame you. You are young." Said Nico. To be honest. He's kind of a jerk to tease about people except for his family. I find it cute but rude at the same time.
They both hugged me and I went up to my room which was next to Elle's.
As I passed her room all I heard was quietness and the squeaking of the bed comes with a few sniffles. Sounded like she was crying. Well, she kind of did when I saw her wipe her eyes blaming it for itchiness.
I placed my hand on the doorknob and I wanted to twist it over and hug her in her sleep but I just couldn't...
I needed to give her space if that's what she wanted. As long as it will take.
Night falls and I was pretty sure I was the only one awake. I decided to stand up and wore nothing except boxers. I wrote a little apology letter for her. It was small but I knew it was alright.
'Hey.
I just wanted to say that I was sorry, I'm sorry I brought my anger out to you or snuck into your room for no apparent reason but I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I wanted to say this for the longest I have ever been.'
I folded the paper and placed my pen down and thought about the letter.
Was this going to work? Will this relationship last? I didn't know.
I removed myself out of the bed and silently walked out of the room. Bloody hell, it's cold as hell out here.
I quickly moved to her room, outside and slid the paper into her door.
I breathed in before walking into my room again.
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