Damon
I lost it when I heard Caprice said her name. I came out of the dungeon after punishing that dickhead who dared to pull the trigger on my family. I came home today with Sophia from hospital. God she broke listening about her miscarriage. That's why I didn't want to tell. But then I guess its the right thing to do. And the best thing, I succeeded in making her laugh.
Enzo as instructed kept that bastard tied up in my dungeon. Alive for me and I used it good. Five hours I took five fucking hours and I felt this satisfied after a long time. It made me 20 minutes to realize that he is already dead. But when I reached upstairs I lost it again and for the first time I lost it on Caprice. How dare she said to let it go? It took a lot of effort for me to not squeeze the life out of her. I stormed out because that's the best thing I could do for the people I actually care. To leave them that moment.
I drank a lot thinking it will help me forget but I was wrong. It brought everything back. I came home I don't know when. I don't know how my feet turned towards the piano. For the first time in years I played it. I was so drowned in my memories that I didn't realize when I felt soft hands moving with mine to play. I looked and my angel was there. I was actually a bit scared that now she will ask but she didn't. She was there with me.
Now I am laying here in her lap looking blankly at the night sky at the same place where Laeila used to feed our ducks for hours.
I felt so calm in her lap. It was peaceful even with all the vengeance going inside me.
She told me that her mother used to sing her this lullaby. I used to play this for Laeila and Ric when they were young. Laeila used to love it. It felt strange how she has forgiven her mother. She has gone through so much. Everything would have been different only if her mother would have stayed. Yet it made so much sense what she said. Her heart is at peace maybe because she has forgiven her. She is as beautiful inside as she is outside.
She said its not my fault for what happened to Laeila. I don't know how right or wrong it is. Maybe she can tell if she knows what happened. It felt that she needs to know or I need to tell her. I am tired of being alone and for the first time I am not alone. I don't know where had I got the courage. But I guess the moment her hand touched mine, that moment gave me the courage I never had to tell anyone what happened. No one knows except people who were there.
"Laeila was our sister." I said. "Sister?" She questioned. "Yup Ric's twin" I said remembering the two chubby bunnies running around. "I couldn't have thought that I mean I didn't know Laeila is an Italian name" she said. "Its not. Our mother was a Turkish woman. Elif Denizer". I told her. "Oh. I didn't see that coming." She said surprised. "You are not alone" I said with a light chuckle. "My Dad, Sergio Caprio was in Istanbul for a drug deal. Where he ironically saved my mother from some street mobster. Apparently it was kind of love at first sight. He was there for 3 days. He send his men back and stayed for 3 more and they got married on 6th day they met." I told her something I always find most weird about my life. "Oh my God, who marries in six days." She said with the same surprise what I expected. I laughed "Yeah its weird. More than weird. But as my mom used to say "It takes just a moment, when your heart knows, your heart knows" I always struggle to understand that but then I saw you and I understood that yes it takes just a moment" I said holding her hand and she blushed. God her blush.
"I always heard Caprios were not the traditionally Mafia family." She asked. "Yup we weren't." I told. "Then how come your father was there for a drug deal?" "Hmmm" I said looking at her. "I am not letting you go when you realize the monsters we are" I said to her with a smug. "What can I say, I would have run but just that now I don't know how to live without my monster" she said kissing me lightly. I smiled.
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