Rebecca's miracle

One (January 1992)

Rebecca Pov

I woke up sweating, the memory of Dad's murder still lingering on while I was trying to feel more awake, daylight sprinkling through the curtains.

I tried to calm myself by slowly breathing, but it didn't work as I was nowhere near being calm enough to properly breathe, (I was a worried little bean).

I got up out of bed after I heard footsteps coming towards my room door, so I then opened my bedroom door to see my little sister Anastasia about to knock on my door.

"Oh so you're awake"
"You went straight for the fact that I was awake which isn't that much of a surprise by the way because I don't really sleep and you didn't even say 'Good morning Rebecca', Jesus Christ Ana"
"I'm sorry, wait, (hem hem), Good morning Rebecca"
"Good morning Ana, now was that hard?"
"No it wasn't"

I then went downstairs to get myself a glass of water, since I was thirsty and sometimes drinking water helped me with calming down from nightmares, when I got to the kitchen, I saw my little nephew Teddy just sitting there at the dining table by himself.

"Hey Teddy"
"Hey Auntie Rebecca"
"What are you doing down here by yourself Kiddo?"
"I couldn't sleep, what about you?"
"Well to be honest I couldn't sleep either so I came down to the kitchen for a glass of water, do you want a glass Teddy?"
"Yes please"

So I got us both a glass of water each, since Teddy couldn't reach the glasses as he was only 6, and eventually Mum came downstairs, not looking too happy but ever since Dad died she hadn't been herself, (though that's not surprising as she had been married to him since she was 15), (yes I know that it was quite illegal for them to do that but they didn't really care about that little detail as they weren't people to follow the law anyway).

"Good Morning Nana"
"Good morning Teddy, Rebecca what are you doing?"
"Getting Teddy and myself a glass of water, do you want a glass Mum?"
"No thank you dear"
"Ok then Mum"

So I gave Teddy his glass of water and he went back up to bed, as he was still sleepy, (like very sleepy even for a 6 year old, like I don't know how he even stayed upright to be honest with you), but he was just so bloody adorable.

So then it was just me and Mum sat at the table, so I made Mum a cup of tea and then I asked her a question that I didn't want anybody else to hear, (as I definitely didn't need anybody else knowing that I knew exactly why Dad was murdered), (that would open a massive can of worms that honestly didn't need to be opened at that moment in time).

"Mum"
"Yes Rebecca"
"I have a question"
"Ok Bambina, what is it that you want to ask me?"
"(Sighs), Mum who is Jack McCarthy and who is he to you?"
"Rebecca Mary Addams!, where the hell did you hear that name?!"

I was shocked that Mum yelled, (well 11 year old me was shocked that she yelled, but I have to admit that looking back on it as an adult, I shouldn't have been entirely surprised that she yelled here as the warning signs were all there), but I didn't show it in case that started an argument between us and I didn't need that to happen to me.

"I heard the name the night Dad was murdered, I never found out why it had any real connection to you and Dad"
"(Sighs), Alright look, Jack Addams was not your Dad's real name, your Father's real name was Jack McCarthy, and my real name is Rita DiNardo, not Rita Addams"
"Wait, Luigi DiNardo is your Dad, (gasps), you and Dad came from rival Mafias-"

My Mum then slapped me across the face, my face stinging where she slapped me, my chest hurt from trying not to cry my eyes out, (as I knew that crying would have gotten me no where), so I ran upstairs as fast as I could and packed a bag, (I definitely had a panic attack on my bed about what happened then).

So then I left to never return to that house ever again, (ok I get that it sounds a bit dramatic here but I wasn't thinking straight and I guess that was my breaking point), (and even though it was dramatic as fuck, I don't regret it as that moment literally is the reason why everything from then on happened in my life and I couldn't ask for something better than that as I wouldn't change what was to come, ya know).