𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐎

Eight 🥀

Mattia's POV:

As soon as I saw her, it felt like I was happy again, even though deep inside of me, I wasn't the happy boy I was years ago when mom was alive. The reason I love Mia was because she reminded me of my mother, it was like god had sent her to me just so I can remember my mother.

I looked down at Mia as I held her close. I didn't want to let go of her. I softly rubbed her arm as I felt her arms wrap around my waist. It felt like tears would come rolling down my eyes at any time now, but I held them back as I leaned forward and placed kisses on Mia's head repeatedly.

This went on for five minutes or so, just pure silence as we held eachother. I didn't want to tell Mia that I had hurt myself because of her, I felt like it would break her. I still want to know who the guy is, so I could sock him in the face. I'm not really a fan of violence but I didn't want to lose Mia, because if I do, I'd lose myself.

"Mattia?" Her angelic voice spoke up, I dazed out my thoughts and looked at her as she pulled away, I notice her eyes trail down on my wrapped arm. It was burning me whenever I moved but it was okay, I could handle the pain.

"Hm?" I leaned back and looked at her. God, she was just so beautiful. She was a real life angel, if you get what I mean. Fuck it, she was an angel, my angel, her beauty was just too much for me, how could one end up with such guy like me?

"I'm sorry." She apologized. I didn't get why she needed to apologize, but at the same time, I'm glad she did. It pissed me off knowing that she had found someone more better than me and more stable.

"Sorry for what?" I lowly chuckled, I placed my hand on her cheek and winced knowing that I should have used my other hand. Mia noticed and frowned to herself, I didn't want her seeing me like this. I felt like it was embarrassing.

"God, you're so stupid." She quietly said, I looked up and cocked an eyebrow at her. I mean, she was right, but stupid is what I do. Everything about me is just...can't even put the words to describe myself. I don't think she'd even like to know who I truly am. A broken fucking soul.

A knock on the door was suddenly heard, making both Mia and I look up at the door. It opened and revealed the Doctor, he held the clipboard as he looked at us; Like he was about to tell us something.

"How're you feeling Mattia?" The doctor asked, Mia pulled away from and went back to sit down on the chair. I frowned and tried to brush it off as I leaned back on the bed.

"Feeling better, thanks doc." I sent him a smile. I lied, I was only feeling better because I had Mia back in my arms, other than that, I felt like pure shit; oh and I also wanna beat the fuck out of whoever that guy was.

"Well, I have some news to tell you." The doctor strolled towards me, glancing at Mia then back at me, I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at Mia, she had a questioning look to.

"What is it?" I asked, now eager to know. The doctor took a deep breath, running his free hand through his gray hair, he paused, pursing his lips, "Doctor?" I asked, wanting to know whatever the news was.

"They found your father, Mattia."