Trapped

Chapter 3- La verità

Italian- La verità

English- The truth

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I can't believe them, I just can't trust anything. They lied to me, they never thought of telling me the truth. It hurts, it hurts so much. "But for me, my world revolves around them and only them, how can I change that now?"

I can't stand to be in the same room as them so I needed them to leave because it hurts to even look at them. Nina Fiscella, my biological mother, Lauriano Fiscella, my biological father, it's just so difficult to believe. I just can't believe that.

The stinging sensation in my eyes increased. As I fell on my knees, I let the water burn my eyes even more, two fat drops rolled down my eyes, my limped hands on my sides can't even do anything to wipe those away. And I wept as much as I can, as much as I want to. It had to be the worst nightmare of my life, I will be happy if it actually turns out to be a nightmare too. But, I know that won't occur.

And then I realized how much selfish, I am acting, they told me they did that to protect me and they did protect me with their life. I can't be so selfish to them and blame them for everything, not even my biological father and mother. They were simply trying to protect me. But, I can't help how much it aches. I can't help how much it pains.

And even though it was difficult, I tried to forget everything. Nothing can change my relationship with my mom and dad. Whatever takes place, they will always be my mom and dad.

Now I suppose I need to talk to them because I know they are hurting too.

***

When I entered the living too, what I saw made me want to cry all over again and slap myself for being a b***h. On the couch mom was hugging dad crying, her head on dad's chest and dad's hand rubbing her back, attempting to calm her down even though dad was crying too.

I sped towards them and my arms embraced them, squeezing them tightly as I hugged them. "I am sorry, really sorry. Please stop crying, please." But, mom continued to sob. I detested it when she cried and right now I hated myself for making her cry.

I looked at dad "Dad, please ask her to stop, please."

He gulped giving me a sad smile "She'll stop, she's just scared."

I was confused, she is scared, but why? I frowned "Why is scared?"

He cleared his throat "Scared of losing you, scared of you hating us, now that you know the truth. Even I am scared."

My eyes widened hearing that. A chuckle escaped my mouth "You are scared of that, really? Tell me why will I leave you, you are my family. Because of you, I am alive, breathing. And do you think I can hate you? If I start hating you then I'll start hating my existence too. Now, stop crying please." I let go of them.

Mom looked at me with her eyes brimming with tears, "You don't hate us, right? You won't leave us, right?" and she cried harder.

I drew her towards me as my arms enveloped her in a tight hug "Woah, stop crying mom. I told you I won't ever leave you and about hating you, do you think I can? You are my mom, I can't hate you, ever, you too dad. So stop believing and talking nonsense."

"Sorry, Andy that we had to hide everything thing from you. We always thought it was the best. We never imagined we would have to go back to Italy." Dad said looking at his knotted fingers.

Releasing my now calmed mom, I stared at dad "You shouldn't be saying sorry dad. It's me who should be saying sorry for being so selfish."

"So, you don't hate Lauriano or Nina, right?" Dad asked, he seemed little hesitant.

I shook my head "No, I don't. How can I when I know why they did that. And I don't even know them. But I do hate this Roberto guy."

"You know Andy after my miscarriage, doctors told us that I was not capable of carrying any child anymore. I became so lost, I became lifeless. Losing my child without even getting the chance to hold her and then knowing I won't be able to become a mother. I felt like happiness doesn't exist for me. I truly wanted to become a mother, you know." mom closed her eyes, releasing a breath. "But, when I saw you in Nina's arms, it felt like I found my happiness. You became my sunshine. And when you called mama me for the first time it was the happiest day of my life." She smiled at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"Woah, I don't know what to say. I just know I love you, both of you." Well, it is a lot to take in. But I love them, I always had, I always will, whatever occurs.

"We love you too." they both stated in unison.

And everything was silent for a minute. But, as usual, I've to destroy everything with my curious mouth and that's what I did "So, why are we going to Italy suddenly?"

The smile that was on my dad's face died down and it was superseded by a scowl "Because Nina called, but we don't know why."

"Maybe because Roberto blackmailed her or something." I blurted out even before I could hold myself.

They looked at me with shock as if they never thought about it. I didn't want to speak about that anymore so I changed the topic. "I need to call Carla now. I need to tell her about this vacation." I got up saying that.

***

I sat on my bed as I dialed Carla's number. After the third ring, she picked up. "What's up b***h?" came her happy voice.

I am really going to miss that voice.

"As for now, nothing is up. What about you, what are doing?"

"Getting ready for my date with Nate." She said sounding excited.

I was happy to hear that excitement in her voice "Okay, I need to tell you something."

"What?"

"I am going to Italy." I can't conceal the sadness in my voice.

"Ah! At last, you are going on a holiday. And why do you sound so sad? You should be excited about this."

I don't even know if it's a vacation.

"Yeah, I am excited. Well, I will miss you, Carla." I was saddened some more.

"I won't miss you. Go and enjoy, this a vacation. Do you want me to come over and help you pack?"

I don't believe I will enjoy this visit.

"No, go and enjoy your date. I will talk to you later. Adieu, and do remember to use a condom. But I don't mind becoming an aunty so soon." She was excited about this date, I don't want to ruin her happiness.

"Shut up, and see you soon." and she disconnected the call.

I don't believe you will ever see me again, Carla.