The Elevator

My Elevator

Myrto: Orpheus bring the knife.

The glow of the blade flashed in his hands. I had to get out of here and take Nadia with me. Picking up my pieces, we get back together and I get up running towards her.

Myrto: Your father hates you, you're not enough, you constantly disappoint those around you, you hurt people. Nadia's going to die because of you.

It wasn't torture of my body, it was my mind, the most insidious and effective way to break me. I gave in to her challenges, the fury inside me was activated. In vain, the girl next to me was telling me to stop. I had gone to another dimension, different from her.

I fell back to the floor weakened. I was fighting with my words as I watched Myrto whisper, praising the books as she approached the trapped girl with the blade. She was sowing uncontrollably, trying to free her body.

I could see her legs gathering in her stomach and being ejected back with crazy force in an attempt to break the rope. My mind was receding. I could tell I was driving me crazy. The blade approaching her and I am screaming almost words insulting and hurting more and more is my being.

The brain collapsed now, I was screaming incomprehensible, only to me did it make sense. Nadia was pinned to my eyes, she had the knife in her throat.

Nadia: I need you.

Screaming loudly, I got up from the floor, the inside side of the knife in contact with her delicate neck, blocking her by hitting her with my bare hands. I'm creating a deep cut in my palm. I run into my best friend, furiously pulling the ropes as I continue to delirious.

The blade lands next to my head. I get up leaving the half-torn rope down, now I was the victim. I'm in the stack of books, the fire licking my chin, burning me lightly. I throw the books in my back and hear Orpheus's screams, he fell into the lit candle to save one of the things I threw away. The fire arrows, I took it in my hands and started running into the house.

The family, chasing me and launching multiple attacks on me with their knives. I opened ten, ten the pages, jumping from furniture to furniture and running away from candles. The beginning, the journey. Myrto swears at me, hits me in the shoulder. The principles, precious words!

Erica: Useless, you can't achieve your goals.

The first attack on Myrto. She tried to look at me again. Freezes and repeats my words. I took my eyes off her and blinked at Orpheus holding the knife.

Erica: The desperation of the team.

He froze and knocked it down, Jason rushed to grab it.

Erica: Weak leader.

My best friend is happy, so she looks at me on the couch I'm on, with joy. Look proud and applauding!

A pair of hands land on my ankles, a second pull me out of the way to pile up and the third takes my book. I only managed to buy us extra time.

Jason: Books are your strength and you are your strength.

He yells and picks up the murder weapon. Thud, tear. The sound was terrible, the door was broken.

Officer 1: You're under arrest, put the knife down now!

The weapon drops defeated, the bunch of police officers passes through the apartment, inside them is the!..

Nadia: Mom!

Mrs. Eurydice has to hug her daughter, they start casually treating her injuries. She was crying inconsolable. I stood there with blood running down from my palm, I almost fainted. Mrs Eurydice was shouting, swearing, screaming at the murders. Her ex- family.

The police had to move them away quickly before she hurt them. Jason, Myrto and Orpheus were handcuffed. One, one, I watched them leave. They demolished the image, the destruction of perfection. Orpheus his gaze a fire arrow.

Erica: It was you.

Orpheus: Always.

Once again, he was late... I had a burning desire realizing that. I let it out by screaming at them.

Erica: The fire arrows never were a family either. Your own son betrayed you. He wanted me safe, he is the one who is responsible for your arrest.

I told partially the truth, giving away our pain to them.

It turned out that Elena was the one who alerted the police and the physically recovered Mrs. Eurydice, mentally she would never be. She had run away from me, but it wasn't hard for them to capture her.

She didn't want to get into too much trouble, she told them everything, everything I trusted her... Our eyes crossed, father's hands adorned with handcuffs.

Father: My own daughter betrayed me!

Erica: I've never been your daughter.

I was free.

Nadia and Mrs. Eurydice hugged me as they removed him. One of the officers I attacked was approaching us.

Officer 2: I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us.

Nadia looked beggingly her mother.

Eurydice: And yet you may not have to. She can stay with us temporarily. And that, of course, until I get her legal custody.

My eyes shone.

Eurydice: Erica is a member of our three-member family.

The policeman, leaving a hesitant, but warm smile, walked away, leaving us laughing happily, not wanting to part with each other's arms. And that's when I got an idea, you might think it was crazy, but for me it was definitely the second most spontaneous and irrational decision I've ever made in my life.

I don't know if we could be what we call a perfect family, but I wouldn't want to. I have a sister, Nadia, and a mother, Eurydice. These are my refuge, and they can be my elevator. Hospitable, warm, full of love and compassion.

The only certainty was that after that I would be happy to have acquired what I always wanted, the tragic day and at the same time the best day of my life, a family.

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Kristiana Palli