^^ this song is Matteo's thoughts about his mother's death.
Just a warning it is quite sad and might upset alot of people as it's a sensitive topic..
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.I could not stand still in the hospital and the guilt was eating me alive but I stayed, I needed to stay. It was a few hours before my father ended up dragging me home.
I reached home and I took the cake out of the top of the bin and it was still in its plastic box and I ate it, I opened the card and it was a full off photos of me and Matteo.
Now I feel even more guilty.
why am I such a bitch?
I asked myself repeatedly as I dug my nails into my arm until I pierced the skin.
"Seriously Isabella?" My father shouted at me for the fifth time.
"You think I fucking meant it?" I shouted back.
"So much for not wanting to hurt them!" He chuckled sarcastically.
"I didn't ask him to be their or to do anything" I said taking a swig from my wine.
"Why have you became so attached to Matteo anyway?" he asked.
"I'm not" I went blank.
"You two seem really close, closer then you and Ace. You sure there isn't anything going on?" He pressed
"Nothing is going on" I snapped
"Good, the last thing you need is a distraction. Plus they are Italian, some people won't accept that" he added with a smirk
"Sorry traffic was a nightmare, they are still cleaning up the accident" Allister said walking into my house.
As soon as one foot came into my house I charged at him and basically decked him off my front step and straight onto the grass. I got on top of him and started punching his smug face.
"Someone angry that their lover got hurt?" He smirked
"YOU FUCKER!" I yelled
"Isabella!" My father yelled.
"I'm going to kill you with my own hands!" I shout and start strangling him as he tries to fight back.
"Don't know what he sees in you. We all know you aren't capable of love" he sneered.
I was full off anger and hatred, this little bitch has once again fucked my life up!
"Face it you can't commit to anything but a crime" he spluttered out.
Every word he stuttered out I tightened my grip until he couldn't speak no more.
"I'm sorry Isabella" my father said and I felt myself go limp, I tried so hard to fight off the darkness and I refused to loosen my grip around Allisters neck but I soon felt my body fall on its side.
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I slowly sat up and was greeted by Lucia, who had a tray with medication on it.
"Is he dead?" I got out of bed.
"Who?" She asked.
"Allister, Matteo. Any of them!" I said throwing on some bottoms.
"they are both still alive" she smiled.
"I need to go to the hospital" I said grabbing some shoes.
"It's 3am" she said.
"What are you doing up?" I asked her.
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The Forgotten Daughter
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