✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited]
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Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorde...
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ＧＵＭＭＵＳＳＥＲＶＩ (n.) moonlight shining on water
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He had left just like that. No visits, no messages, and no phone calls. Neither ways of communication were met. Ravenna's days had changed severely after the day she had heard him say the only two words that have been ringing in her ears since the day he had walked out of her apartment two weeks ago.
His apology was no good. Her heart was still bruised at the thought of losing him to herself at the end. She knew she was supposed to never bring her own feelings into the mess that was already existing, but she never meant him to hear those words escape her mouth.
Ravenna knew the only valid reason that could explain his departure was that he didn't actually need her the way she needed him. She was supposed to be giving him proper therapy all along, but it was him that was changing her way of seeing love.
She had grown addicted to him like no other drug. No rehab or counsel will be able to take her out of the influence of this drug known as Rafael Rossi.
The knock on her office door pulled Ravenna out of the tortuous thoughts of her. Her eyes immediately directed towards the still closed door before she realized she hadn't given the intruder permission to enter.
"Come in." Ravenna finally managed to mutter as a second series of knocks chucked on her office door.
A very nervous receptionist walked in. Ravenna had known the blonde women ever since she had started working in this office, but never had she ever seen her face so terribly shook. Her perfect olive colored skin had grown pale much like the marble desk sitting in front of her.
"Are you alright?" Ravenna asked even though she knew that something was wrong. The blonde shook her head 'no' as Ravenna had a gutted feeling fill her stomach.
"What's wrong?" Ravenna further interrogated, hoping the matter that she was about to reveal was not to severe.
"You know the old lady you buy flowers from?" The blond receptionist asked as if she didn't know the answer to the question already.
"Is everything okay?" Ravenna asked now worried more than ever. She got up from her chair and wounded around her desk to the blonde that had her mascara smeared under her eyelids.
"Ravenna she passed away."
Ravenna almost thought she misheard the words that had exited the receptionist's mouth. She had to have misheard the sentence that she had spoken.
"She was suffering with a brain tumor." The receptionist further added in a voice that was full of sorrow and breaking every two seconds due to the lump growing in her throat.
Ravenna felt numb. That was all she felt. The old women that she had embraced as her own mother had left her with no goodbye kiss or no last words of telling her how much she would miss her little rose.
Ravenna felt more disappointed in herself as she was not able to tell the old lady how much she loved her. That was why Ravenna had decided to tell Rafael the three words even though the debt she had to pay in return was severe. She lost him, but at least he had left knowing that she did love him. But, her nana had left the her world without her giving one last hug.
"Ravenna I'm sorry." The receptionist spoke as a sob broke through her voice.
"Where is she?" Ravenna asked as nothing else framed her mind that had grown numb to all emotions. There was nothing left for her. There wasn't even one person that she could go up to and talk her feeling out with. She had lost someone that comforted her simply with her warmth.
"She's at the local hospital. Since you were the closest family she had, they're allowing you to decide the funeral arrangements."
"When did this happen?" Ravenna asked, ignoring the statement of needing to bury the old lady she called nana six feet under to meet the dead.
"Last night." The blonde answered as she remembered the details the hospital had given her over the phone.
Losing someone so dear is like taking a bullet and shooting it right into your heart, so when the bullet had passed through it is sure to leave a huge space of emptiness. Emptiness that could never be filled again. Emptiness that leads to a type of numbness throughout your body that even medical sedatives can't achieve.
"I need to go to the hospital." She whispered to the blonde in front of her.
"Ravenna please sit down. You can go in a little bit, but right now you're in shock." The instructions that the receptionist was giving sounded like nonsense to Ravenna. The need to see the cold body of the old women was more that anything. She needed to see it for herself. She needed to know that the old women was actually gone. She needed to see that warmth of her body was replaced with nothing, but inhuman cold.
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The drive to the local hospital was dreadful. With a large argument with the receptionist, Ravenna finally managed to convince her that she was capable of transporting herself to the destination safely.
Ravenna quickly got out of her vehicle that was parked somewhat within the lines of the slot. With a quick beep to the car, she practically ran towards the entrance of the hospital.
Approaching the nearest receptionist desk, Ravenna tried to catch her breath to mutter the old lady's name. The receptionist was quick to type of her computer as she could see the urgency in Ravenna's now pale face.
"The dead body will be escorted to her family tomorrow at 2." It was true. Her nana was dead.
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Sorry guys for the late update! I have been terribly busy with school and also with my new story The Serpent which by the way had a release date on my Instagram. So, go check that out. Let me know your thoughts on this chapter even though it was a sad one to probably to read. I hope you guys are doing great.
