The Mafia and Its Angel (Under Editing)

(13) A mothers gift

(1st edit: 12.18.18)

I walked into the room and the first thing I see is the beautiful black grand piano in the centre the room. My dad has another piano room? A secret one? I was up to the piano and sigh. 

"Thanks mom."

I whisper. 

Then it hits me, I suddenly realize what this room is. 

This is the piano that my mom used to play for me when I was scared a night and couldn't sleep. In all this Mafia life, my mom left me her special piano that my father bought for her. A tear drips down my cheek and onto a key. I sit there sadly as memories flood into view as I start to play. 

My fingers move gracefully across the keys as I sway with the perfectly tuned sound they make, I was so lost in the music I lost track of what song I was playing until I hit a part of the song that my mom would play for me to sing to.

 I stop playing start to cry. I don't know how long took me to build up the courage to continue playing but I place my fingers back onto the keys and play as my throat build with emotions, causing my words to break.

As I play and sing I feel a warm presence in the room and I know Thomas is back and listening, but I continue singing regardless. 

"Oh won't you stay with me? Cause you're all I need. 

This ain't love, its clear to see.  But darling, stay with me. 

Why am I so emotional? No it's not a good look in some self-control. 

Deep down I knew this would never work.

 But you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt...oh won't you stay with me...because you're all I need. This ain't love, its clear to see. But darling...stay with me."

As soon as I  finish that part, the tears finally erupted from my throat. Thomas is beside me in a flash. He cradles me in his arms as I cry into his shoulder, wetting his shirt. 

"Shhh, let it all out love. I'm here." 

I nod against his chest as my body shakes and he rubs my back.

"Hermosa...esta bien?(beautiful are you okay?)" 

I slowly cam my breathing and look up at him with red teary eyes and give him a small smile. 

"Si(yes), I'm not at my best but I'm okay." 

He sighs and nods. There's a knock at the door and Xavier pokes his head in. 

"Hey, I heard crying...are you okay?" 

He asks in a sad voice and I just manage a small nod. Xav sighs but nods and says something in Spanish as he leaves. Something along the lines of  

"I can't believe she's made you so whipped bro." 

I roll my eyes as Thomas calls back

"Callar.(shut up)" 

Then looks at me and says gently 

"Alright, lets get you all cleaned up."

I smile as he picks me up off the floor and carries me to our room. he sits me on the bed and disappears to grab a towel from the washroom. He kneels down in front of me and dabs my face with the now wet cloth. 

"Bebita, what happened in the piano room? You played so beautifully love but then I watched something inside you break. Please tell me, what was it?" 

He says with such hurt in his gentle and soft vice. 

I sigh. 

"My mom used to play the song for me when I was little and I used to listen to her play that part wile I sang to it. It was our song."