Adriana POV
I got to the hospital as soon as possible, mrs. Sanchez brought us here. I walked to the front desk and asked about my parents. They asked me to wait in the waiting room, that someone will come to inform me soon. While I waited I call my godfather because he is the only family I know. “Hello there pumpkin how are you?” He is always so sweet I was historical, crying non stop, he always said that if I needed something or just someone to talk to, to call him and he would be there, now I need him.
“God..father...I...I” I couldn’t even make a complete sentence I was scared of loosing my loving parents scared of being alone but more importantly scared that this was real that this was no nightmare. “What’s wrong pumpkin are you hurt?” Oh god I feel like I can’t breath please help me breath. “I.t.s... it’s.. mom...dad...they.... a.re.. hurt.... please.... come.... please!!!” “It’s ok pumpkin is their someone with you right now?” “Ye.s” “ok good give them the phone please” I did as he said at the same time a doctor came looking for me. I give the phone to mrs. Sanchez who followed behind me. “Are you miss Martin?” He asked “yes” “I’m sorry miss Martin we did everything we could but they were in really bad shape both of your parents died in surgery... I’m sorry for your lost”
I burst into a screaming cry I was in pain so much pain my knees give up on me I ended in the floor crying my eyes out my hands in my chest. How can it hurt that much I felt like my heart had been bit up badly. My tears felt hot like lava burning my cheeks. My screams were the only way to get oxygen to my lung. But that only made my throat felt dry and raspy. My eyes felt like they had been pour with alcohol, everything hurt. Suddenly it hit me I have no family no home, my parents are gone for ever, I can’t live without out them. My friends helped me up they hugged me while walking towards the car. Mrs Sanchez stayed back filling paper work. I was in the car with Caroline on my right and Mariana on my left. I can see them but I can’t feel them, because I can’t feel anything. I wanted to hide where no one would ever find me. The thing I wanted the most, was the pain to stop, I wanted to see my mom and dad again tell them how much I loved them.
‘I’m sorry mom, dad for not being there, for not telling you how much I love you guys. I feel like the worst daughter because I didn’t give you guys the time you deserve. You were both the best parents anyone could which for, I’m so lucky to have had you as my parents. I now see the fight we had were not important, I wish I could have done everything different. I just hope you are both in a better place and that you are not as disappointed as I am of myself. I’m sorry I love you both’ I keep crying wanting nothing more than to wake up and find this was a nightmare. But I knew better the pain was real because this was real. Now I just want to find a way out of the pain and be with my parents again, but that’s not going to happen so I kept crying till darkness took me.
moving to Italy
Adriana POV
I woke up the next morning with a headache, my red puffy eyes and the same pain as yesterday. I looked like I died with them but that’s exactly what it feels like. I was looking at myself in the mirror thinking drifting from this world, that I didn’t feel when someone came in. “Pumpkin am sorry, I wish this wasn’t happening to you, your parents w.....” “stop” I cut him off “please don’t godfather I can’t.... please...” he walks to me and takes hold of me in a huge bear hug I accepted the hug and replied the same way I needed this a hug from him.
When I was ready to talk I started “can we have the wake ready as soon as possible I want it to be only close friends and...*pause*...... I want a small ceremony.... lots of white roses and pink tulips.... they wanted to be bury so we are doing that, we are burying them together.” I then look up at him he give me a small sincere smile. “Of course anything you think they would of like we will do.” Three days that’s all it took to bury my parents I morn for three days. I thought the pain would be less after they were buried but the pain was the same as the first day. Am at the dinner were my parents and I used to come every Sunday, with two exceptions, one today is not Sunday no, it’s Friday, and two, they are not here. “Pumpkin?” I looked at him the only person I know to be close to my parents “yes godfather?” “I think is time to talk, you are coming to Italy with me, I think is for the best.”
“Moving to Italy? I can’t I have my life here my parents house my memories, my parents... they.. they are buried here.” I started crying again just thinking of living makes the pain of losing them worst. “I know... but I am your legal guardian now I think is best if you come with me.” “I.... can I ask for one thing? Just one thing before I go with you.” “Yes Pumpkin anything you want remember?” “I want to finish this school year...... today is January 31 and school ends on May.... please can I stay until then?” “Fine I will talk to mrs. Sanchez if she accepts you in her home til then, then you can stay.” The day went on slowly, the next day I said bye to my godfather who had a thing to attend in Italy. He did say he was coming back the second week on June to bring me with him. I just hope that everything goes well til then.
Meanwhile in Italy
Alberto POV
My father had a call the day before the meeting, he had to travel do to it. Now all the new soon to be head of the families mafia have been spoken for, except me. The worst thing is that my father is not only the one that speaks for this family but for the three families. He is the head of the Italian mafia, he can’t just run away like that. I called him several times but all he said was that he was busy. Once I heard crying, another time he was consoling some one who he refers to as Pumpkin. Also in another time I heard him picking flowers, I was really starting to worry he may have another women.
So I thought on telling my mother about it but she has been crying a lot lately. I was starting to think that my parents had divorced or something until my father called this morning saying he was flying home. Now I’m just waiting for him to get here I need an explanation as to why he didn’t came to the meeting. I need to know what’s going on, Rafael is 19 so he doesn’t help much. He is into computers yes but that only helps on security bases and when we are trying to locate someone other than that he is useless. For example right now while I’m noticing this things at home he is not, why? Because he hasn’t been at home, he has been drinking and partying that’s what he does best. Don’t get me wrong I like parting and drinking, but I have responsibilities I can’t just not do them to have fun. I can manage both really well not as my brother, at least he is there for when we have a job for him to do.