Different Worlds (wlw) Editing

F O R T Y - F O U R

What I learned after speaking to my therapist Dr Ricci for the first time was that talking to someone wasn't as bad as I was expecting. He was very understanding and professional that during the session the thought that he was silently judging me hadn't crossed my mind once.
Dr Ricci was a very nice man and I felt comfortable telling him about how I got involved with the Italian mob's leader and what dating her had caused me.

After our session, I left feeling something different and because of that, I felt a little braver than I usually would to do something I had been putting off for months. I told Cassie about what I intended a short while after.

* *

"I'm going to tell them," I said to her as we ate dinner. It was just three days after my first session with Dr Ricci and over that time I'd made up my mind to tell my parents that I was dating someone who was the best thing that ever happened to me, but her lifestyle was the only thing in the way of us living perpetually happy.

"Who is 'them and what are you going to be saying?" Cassie replied and I locked eyes with her until she finally realized what I meant.

"Wh-are you serious?" She was worried now.

"Yeah. I wanna tell mom and dad and possibly even Bran and Craig."

"Do you really think it's a good idea telling them now, I know they won't exactly eat your head off over it but are you sure you're ready?"

"No I'm not but it's why I want to do it now, to get that out of the way."

"And you're absolute, one hundred per cent sure?"

"Yes. I was thinking about doing it this weekend. I'll just go for it at dinner.
It's better if they hear it from me and not from someone else."

"That's true. I'm glad you've finally made up your mind babe, and I promise to be there at your side when you talk to them. I don't want you to face them alone."

"Thanks," I replied with a genuine smile.

Light conversation passed between myself and my sister until we'd finished eating dinner. I did the dishes and allowed her to relax, mainly because she cooked for us.
Leaving her to do them would've been so terrible of me and it's why I volunteered.

Later, I retired to my room and did something I shouldn't have done, but in all fairness, I was still worried.
I got on my computer and I started searching for anything I could find on the mafia, regarding if anything had played down lately but didn't find much.

The only piece of information regarding them in the system's eye was the incident with Giovanni and me.
As soon as I started to read the article I knew I should've stopped myself but I kept going and as I continued to read I was hit with a wave of how real it was.
I started to remember everything I was trying to forget.
I was washed with a force of guilt and grief again and then in the centre of it all, were thoughts of Raye making me feel like I'd ruined everything for myself.

I really missed her, like crazy and I wanted to see her but she was avoiding me. For a moment tears started to form in my eyes and I felt overwhelmed with by the sadness. I was about to turn off my computer when I caught a glimpse of a headline that made me pulse with interest.

As I started to read the article I learned that at the time being, members of the Irish mob were being arrested and charged with a number of crimes including murder, rape, money laundering, etc.

I was elated, knowing that some of those guys were being caught and I liked how it happened in such a way that the police were the ones doing the job. I hated the idea of Raye being involved but I knew somewhere, somehow she'd still return the justice for her men, I wouldn't be mad if she did but I would be worried breathless over her.
I didn't want to see or hear her being hurt and in my mind, I prayed for her safety despite that I wasn't even religious in any way or form.
That's how much I loved that girl that I was asking the superior being( if there was one) in the sky to protect her for me. It's all I wanted.