Goosebumps

I was Feeling Epic

**Alessandra's Luciano pov**

I woke up from my comfortable sleep. I never slept better. Those eight hour sleeps helped me over the months. I yawned and stretched myself out before I opened my eyes. Giovanni is sleeping on his stomach, his head facing the other direction. The sheet hunged low on his back, exposing his skin. Broad shoulders, full of muscles arms and back.

I can't believe this actually happened. My dream. I really thought I have given up long time ago. My husband is sleeping peacefully next to me, our one year old son is cutely snoring in his crib, next to our bed. We have a beautiful home in a private beach. My life can't get any more better.

I quietly got out of bed and walked outside, into our balcony, but not before grabbing my underwear and a random shirt from the floor. Beneath the balcony was white sand. I got addicted to it, and this view, I will never leave it. If we were needed to get away, this image would be living rent free in my head.

I climbed out of the balcony and jumped onto the sand and took off running. Running towards the ocean. Towards my goal. I felt so free while running in the sand, so fucking free... I never thought that I'd be this free and this happy. My life was always so depressed and shitty like.

I stopped running when my feet touched the cold sand. When I stepped into the water with both of my feet, something else caught my eye. A few meters away from me stood my mom. The woman smiled with sympathy.

"Alessandra." I heard a masculine voice behind me. I turned around and saw my dad standing.

What are they doing here? They are not real, no. They cannot be. I saw them laying dead at the event.

"Mom? Dad?" I smiled sadly. I know they're not real, but I miss them so much, it's unhealthy.

"Honey," My mom called out. "You're living a great life, you know. We can both see you from up there, and we're both really proud of you. I'm proud of you for killing my brother. That sounds harsh, I know, but he got what he deserved. I'm really happy to see you live your dream that you always wanted. A husband, a home, a child on your own, and a life. A happy one, of course." She trembled.

"You're still holding onto us." My dad said. "You need to let us go. It's us that are holding you back from living your life above the fullest. Let us go."

"What are you talking about?" I whispered.

"Sweetie," My mom started speaking. "We are not worth the tears, pain and emotions you shed. Today is one of your better days, and now it's going to be a paradise. You want to know why? Because you'll let us slip out of your grip. If you want to live for yourself, your husband or your son, you will make the right decision. I know it's not the best one, but bear with me, it will get better. Make the right choice now."

"N-Now?" Tears started to fall from my eyes.

"Yes, we can't make the decision for you, it's only you that can change your future, for the better." I thinked about what she said and I made the decision.

I slowly started walking into the water. Through my sobs and my sad smiles, I ripped the golden necklace off my neck. The water was up to my stomach when I stopped and turned to my parents for the last time ever.

"I love you, so much..." I smiled and threw the necklace far into the water. When I turned around, both of them were gone, completely.

I broke into small sobs before I got underwater. The water always helps me to calm down, and right now it's all that I needed. The water absorded me and with my eyes closed, I felt like I could see the never ending underwater view.