In Another Life

Recovering

Valentina P.O.V

"One step at a time Val." The nurse smiles holding onto my arms. I took a small step that hurt everything in me.

"I can't." I tear up and take a deep breath in. I look up at my mom and dad who had a sad smile on their face.

Luca hasn't been here nor even said hello. He was to busy at school and getting into a college my mom said. I knew she knew something though and I knew she wasn't telling the truth. I just wanted to know what was so bad that he couldn't even look me in the eyes.

"It's okay one more step." She reassures me nodding her head.

I hold onto the walker and put all my weight on it. I moved at least an inch before my legs wanted to give up.

My dad's from rang through the whole room. He took it quickly out of his pocket and hit the call button. He grabbed my moms hand and put the phone down to his chest.

"We will be right back." He smiles and nods his head. I creased my eyebrows and look down sadly.

The nurse put me in my wheel chair taking me to my hospital room. Once the door opened two police officers had someone in hand cuffs. Dylan eyes were red and purple with cuts on him. His hair looked dirty and he looked miserable.

"I know you wanted to talk to him." My mom smiled and bent down to my level.

"We will be right outside the door, okay?" She asks nodding towards my dad.

"Sure." I say and wheel myself near the bed. He sat with his head down and his body leaned back on the couch.

The door shut and I jumped at the noise. My tears started to fall when the silence said something to me. Well not literally but I really felt how I did during the silence.

"I'm sorry." His deep voice announces and looks up at me.

"I was talking with Luca before he even came to town. He always liked you." He shakes his head and bites his lip.

"I didn't need you to think I was a bad person for the things I did." He continued looking at the ground.

"What did you do?" I ask rolling closer to him. He looked up at me and stared.

"I killed his mom." He confesses and takes a deep breath in.

"It was always him who got the attention, me and my mom were left in the dump and I killed her." He laughed and got more angry.

"I forgive you." I nod my head and looked at him.

The door opens up to the police officers and walks near us.

"What no-." I say trying to get out of my chair.

"I'm fine Valentina." He nods his head, but I sit and follow them out to the hallway.

Once he was all the way down the hallway Luca runs and hugs him. Of course I forgave Dylan, it would hurt me more if I didn't.

Luca looked in pain as he watched his brother turn the corner by himself. I felt hurt once he decided to walk to the bathroom and not to me.

"We are going to go home now Val." My dad says rubbing my shoulders.

Once I say goodbye to them I turn the corner to met Luca in the hallway with his hood over his head.

"Am I ugly?" I ask making him stand still.

"Did that kiss mean anything to you?" I question and tighten the grip on my wheel chair.

"You don't get it." He finally says and turn around looking down at me.

"What don't I get?" I ask shrugging my shoulders. He only stood there and looked at me like I was a picture.

"My life is shit you know that right?" He raises an eyebrow and tightens the hoodie on his head.

"I fucking hate it so much! To think maybe one person would make it better but she didn't. My fucking brother killed my mom and I just found out! So do you get it now?!" He cries out and shakes his head.

"Fuck you for making me wanting you more than I did before! Fuck you for making me kiss you! Fuck you for messing with my feelings! Fuck you for making my life worse than it is for not feeling the same way." He continues to cry.

I was left speechless. He felt all that in the few months he's been here.

"My brother went to fucking prison for raping you and beating you Valentina! Your the one that made me feel like I was worth something in this world. Your the one I've always wanted but couldn't have you because you were with Dylan!" He shrugs his shoulders.

"You get why I don't want to see you? Do you get why your every answer to my depression?" He points down the hallway.

"I never wanted to come to this town! I never wanted my life with you maybe in it! Now I regret ever meeting you, looking at your fucking blue eyes.....for kissing you." He continues and wipes his tears away.

I was hurt, but he was hurt to. I couldn't make this about me because it wasn't. I was hurting him more than I ever thought I could hurt someone.

He scoffed and walked away down the hall leaving me to cry because I was his depression and leading me to believe I was the toxic person. I always let Dylan do that to me. I made him?

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