PastAugust 2009It's been three days since our first time.That same day my cousin came to pick me up to drag me with the usual group to the lake, but I refused, apart from the fact that it was going to be left over as usual, I felt tired from the sleepless night I spent with Luc.I just wanted to sleep and cry, even though I didn't know why yet.I refused to be aware of why.My aunt told me that she would stay longer, to let my grandfather know if she needed anything, and to be careful. From the call until that moment, I had no sign of my boyfriend, so when he knocked on the door in desperation while I was in a bathrobe, with a towel in my hair and an avocado mask, I was shocked."What's the matter, love? Why are you like this?” I asked, shocked to see him distressed."I came on foot," he said as if that explained everything, which brought more doubts to my mind."What? But that's miles of distance, was the truck damaged again?”He passed by and threw himself on the couch, then saw
PastAugust 2009Being in Emma's arms was heaven.It hurt my heart to imagine that I had to leave without explaining everything to her, it hurt my heart not to be able to confess to her that at the end of the week I would leave for New York to solve the family problems I had, it hurt my heart because in some way I would hurt her. That's why, after that first fabulous time, I wrote him a letter in which I explained a few things:Dear princess, if you look at this it's because I had to leave, so from the bottom of my soul, I ask your forgiveness for leaving you... I had to go and resolve some issues that tie me to New York, ones that I must close in order to be the free man you deserve to be taken care of, to love you without restrictions. I ran away from home as a result of the loss of my mother, things became crazy that suffocated me to the point of losing my cool. Not only did I have her, I had more people in my family circle, very bad people who only seek their own benefits, other
PastAugust 2009As Luc left, my cousin soon asked:"Did you hook up with the stranger?""That's not your problem, and if you came to question me, you can go Chloe," I said simply."Well, I'm going straight to the point, I came to get help..." I don't know what to do," he confessed in a broken voice and sat down on the couch. “I can't tell Abi because her response will be to tell my brother and I had no one to talk to...”"What's wrong?""I think..." I think I'm pregnant.Gods.I couldn't help but open my eyes in surprise and sit next to her because she started crying."Aren't you sure?""No, I'm not sure, I'm a week late and if it's true... My future would go down the drain," he said before shaking his arms."No, don't say that, look, just think it's stress...""We did, but there was a time when he took off the condom, he told me it was broken and well, he did everything possible to get me a morning-after pill, but I didn't take it within the recommended twelve hours," he explained a
PastAugust 2009"Do you know what Cosa Nostra does to cowards?" old Russo asked, and I made no move. We shoot them in the forehead because it doesn't work. “Your father, who has been a faithful man, told me that I could do it if it would help to make up for the damage you did, the humiliation of my princess Diana... Tell me, why don't I kill you?”I didn't say anything, my tears were stuck."Beat him up so he learns to respect, don't touch his face because I want him pretty for pictures," Russo told one of his men. “You're going to marry my granddaughter this Friday, if you don't, I'm going to kill your brother and sell your sister to the Chechen mafia.”That one upset me, it made me shake, I wanted to kill the damn old man and I looked at my father to get him to tell me in the face that he was going to allow that madness. He ignored me and what Russo did was laugh before taking the cane and with incredible strength for an old man, he hit it in my stomach, took all the air out of me
PastAugust 2009I wasn't surprised when Russo and my father entered my room in the night, the news of Maurizio Moretti's death spread like wildfire. It was something he had seen coming, so with a long sigh I sat down and before they said anything I decided to put my cards on the table. "If you're going to hit me again, I won't be ready for the damn Friday wedding the way you want it to, so think carefully about what you're going to do about it.""You're an insolent brat!" The old man shouted angrily."You know that, but you didn't pay attention to the fact that I was never going to let you lay a finger on my grandfather, my real father, or on your crazy damn fantasies," I snapped, annoyed. “That man had already died long before I had the time to know, because of you, so I don't care much about your revenge of, I'm fed up, tired of having my life screwed up enough to deal with the best man I've ever known. I don't care... And if you really think of putting a hand on my brothers, try
PastFrom August to September 2009The month of August ended and the first weeks of September consumed me in a pathetic spiral that led me to sleep everywhere, to cry like an idiot and to be listless. My father kept me locked up most of the time after that disastrous fight in which he proved that I was the worst of them all."Emma is punished until further notice, she has to spend time at home and not walk around like a street person," he snapped before slamming the door in my aunt's face.It was hell and it opened up when days later my mother asked me for pads because theirs had run out. That set off alarm bells everywhere because for the first time I was aware that I was late for my period.On a day when my parents went out, I checked the calendar and counted the weeks. I was a week late; a whole one I didn't think about while I was a mess in bed crying for Luc."It can't be, it can't be," I said to myself, curling up into a ball on the bed.I thought about what the hell to do, thou
Past From September to November 2009I woke up in a hospital room with a searing pain in my belly, as well as a general malaise and listening to Grandpa recite the Lord's Prayer while holding my hand. The man was crying in a way that reminded me of my grandmother's death, and when he lifted his face and looked me in the eye, he cried harder."You're awake! You're awake!” He exclaimed before getting up and going out to warn.I felt confused, in pain, and in a desire to cry that I didn't know where they came from. Three women came in and the gynecologist who had done the examination passed by with a serious face."Good afternoon, Emma, welcome back," said one of them. “I'm Dr. Kay, and together with Dr. Ackerman we take care of you. How are you feeling? Do you remember anything that happened?”"Not much," I replied with a parched mouth.“You were transferred from Britton Care to St Luke's Midland Hospital: Forkel Todd MD. You were beaten, which resulted in you having cerebral edema...”
Past December 2009 to February 2010December arrived without anesthesia.I was locked in a luxury apartment where I lived with my wife, an innocent girl who had been miserable since the moment we got married. I remember perfectly well that two days after burying my grandfather, I was forced to wait for her at the altar, one where she arrived walking through tears, in the most pompous dress a young woman could wear.His first words to me, just before the wedding, were:"I'm sorry to have your life ruined like I am.”Then she burst into tears as if the world had ended. I didn't know how to react to it, I just gave him a tissue and took out the prenuptial agreement that my brother carefully snuck in. I opened it and presented it to him in that state."If you want to annoy your grandfather for what he's doing, sign this," I said, and he looked me straight in the eye."What's that?""Lee, you have to sign it before we can get married.""It's a... prenuptial agreement? How does signing thi