50| dream

                                    

                                          
•Matteo Rossi•
       There was a bright light, a white room, blood splattered everywhere. 
       I remembered the first time I saw a dead body, my father killed someone in front of me to protect us. I remembered everything he taught me. I was never scared of things like that. They were normal.
       I remembered learning to shoot a gun. Learning to shoot a bow and arrow, learning how to aim with a knife. My mother teaching me about emotions, no matter how little she said I liked showing mine. 
       I remembered holding Lia when she was a baby, growing up with both her and Aless, playing in the pool with our parents, going to self defense classes together, our homeschooling teachers coming over to help us.
       I can remember my uncle, always being there with Armando. I remember Aless meeting Sofia, Armando meeting his husband Warren, Vittoria being born, the day Warren and Armando adopted Elena. The day Alvaro and Isabel got married, had Mariposa.
      The day I met the love of my life. Her bright smile and unforgettable voice filled my mind like the sunrise on the prettiest of days. She is my melody, stuck in my head at all times, my love for her is like no other, her heart, her soul, her mind, her eyes, her, just her. 
       There is not one thing in this earth that would make me happier than getting to spend the rest of my life with her.
      Raising our family, however many children she wanted, watching movies together, playing on the beach, the estate, the indoor pool. 
      It was a dream out of my reach as I allowed myself to fall, my body being consumed by whatever surface was below it. 
•••••
        I felt her hand in mine, but it was impossible. There is no way she is here. She hates me. But the feeling was a little too good. Too enjoyable.
        I was still unable to open my eyes and my hearing was shaky, but I swear it's her hand. I can feel the size of it, the scar on her palm from the story she told me about how she jumped off of a kitchen table chair and the landing was not good when she was very young. I can feel everything. There is no way it is not her.
      I have never needed to wake up more than now, to be able to see her face, hear her voice, hold her in my arms, because she was capable of making the pain go away. 
        She could provide relief that no amount of painkillers ever could. 
        I hear her voice, her sweet angel voice speaking to me but I do not want to believe that it is her. If I wake up and it is not, I will be very disappointed. "Honey, please wake up," I hear her say, her thumb rubbing back and forth on the back of my hand. I attempted to squeeze her hand but I did not know if I was actually doing it.
          She calls Aless' name and I hear her talking to some else, but now I know it, there is no way it is not her. She's here. 
        "Aria, come on you need to eat, it has been hours, you will be back soon," I hear Alessandro say to her and I feel a tug on my hand. I can feel and hear everything I just can't fucking wake up. 
        "No, I am not going anywhere, Aless," she says, some sense of determination and desperation in her voice. 
         Her hand rests again in mine, then I feel a weight added to our hands. "Okay, I will bring you something," he says. 
        Something moves against our hands and once again, I hear no one in the room but her.
•••••
       I was dreaming again, only of Aria. It's December now, her favorite month, her favorite holiday. 
        I still have not gotten her Christmas gift, or her birthday gift, mamma had asked me about that yesterday.
        Then I hear her voice again, "Honey," she says, and I feel her press a kiss to the back of my hand, "I love you." she says.
        I force myself to wake up, needing to see her, needing to make sure I am not hallucinating. 
        The lights in the room are bright, and I blink over and over in order to adjust to them. I move my head, looking down to see her resting her head on our hands on the bed, facing the other way. 
        "Melodia?" I say out of instinct. Her head shoots up probably quicker than the bullet that put me here in the first place. 
        She looks at me, eyes wide and tear filled. She hugs me, almost throwing herself on top of me as her arms wrap around my neck. 
       It only hurt a little bit, being away from her hurt even more. I wrap my arm around her waist, my head going into the crook of her neck, her scent almost overwhelming me. I missed it so much.
         I can hear her sobbing against my neck but she won't let go and let me see her face. 
        "I missed you," I tell her, stroking her hair with my hand.
        She sniffles, "I missed you too," she says, letting go and letting me see her. She was still crying but she's so fucking gorgeous. 
•••••
       I have been awake for an hour and we have done nothing but talk. Some random nurse is in here right now taking my vitals.
        I refuse to let go of Aria's hand, but she walks up on Aria's side, looking down at her in her chair. "I need to check his blood pressure," she says, her voice freakishly annoying.
       "Oh, sorry," Aria says softly, going to stand up and let go of my hand but I tug her back.
       "You can do it on the other arm, can you not?" I ask the incompetent nurse and she nods frantically, quickly moving to the other side of the bed. 
       Aria lays her head on the bed, facing me. I cup her face in my hand, rubbing my thumb on her cheek. "I love you," I mouth to her and she smiles, almost giggling.
       "I love you too," she mouths back, resting her eyes a little. 
       She told me that it has been a full 24 hours since I got shot, and according to Aless, she has been sitting by my side since anyone was allowed in the room. Since we're in my estate hospital, Dr. Moretti is letting her stay in here for however long she wants. 
       I am making Aless bring her food to make sure she eats.
        We still have a lot to talk about, but now is not the moment. We love each other. That is what matters right now. 
•••••
sorry for the late update. i have a few chapters written in advance but i forgot to post it bc i was finishing my biomedicine final project 😋
bye bye
~elle 🌸