Tons of family just flooded the airport in Italy. I've never seen so much family just to come pick us up.
Apologies and tears erupted among the crowd.
My cousin just pulled me into a hug. I hadn't seen her in years, and I've wanted to come back for the longest time, but now there was just no excitement in me.
No sleep for 2 days now.
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The wake was terrible. I hate seeing so many people upset.
But what hurt the most?
Looking at my little brother hurt. Him looking around, finally understanding that his own father wasn't coming back.
He sat next to mama.
I didn't even realize how hard I was crying till my cousin came up behind me and just wrapped his big arms around my neck trying to comfort me.
But as long as the lifeless body of one of the most important people in my life sat there, it was impossible not to feel pain.
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All week we stayed at my dad's house. People came in and out all day. I didn't move from my grandfather's chair. My dad used to tell me how he felt his presence when he sat here. My grandfather's picture was framed right above the chair. I just took it all in. I felt them both with me.
"I'm sorry for not saving you, daddy. I'll never forgive myself."
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"I'll make you some food okay?" Melissa said to her little brother who hadn't been outdoors for days. He was always outside, but not anymore.
"I don't want anything." He replied stubbornly.
"You have to okay? I'll make you noodles or something. You have to."
"Make something for daddy and mommy too."
She tried to blink away her tears. "Mark, we talked about this."
"About what?" He crossed his hands in his lap and smiled at her kneeling before him.
"Daddy's gone. He's not coming back."
He furrowed his eyebrows. "Why not?"
Her voice still came out in whispers.
"Because he went on a long long trip."
"To where?"
"Paradise." She kissed his forehead.
"What's paradise?"
"It's a place full of magic. And you'll be there someday. I promise."
"And then I'll see daddy again?"
She nodded.
He's never going to see his favorite child grow up and become the best child there is.
He'll never see him get over this disability, never see him conquer it.
"I'm gonna go watch tv. Call me when the noodles are ready." He went off. She just sat on the floor and covered her face, unable to move.
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I'm so sorry guys. My life's been...topsy turvy. It's hard to write when you're hurt. Forgive me. I'm trying the best I can for now.
@exoticwierdo11 10 or 11 haven't decided exactly:P
malucutie94 7 months ago
how old is mel's brother?
p.s its okay take your time with writing even though your stories are well anticipated :)
exoticwierdo11 7 months ago