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Chapter 8

"Can we finish her funeral first? I'll tell you guys what happened later." Hesitantly Alfonso said yes.

After the funeral was done we made our way back to the car. I got in and for the first half of the car ride it was silent. I was kind of hoping that they would forget about it so I don't have to explain everything.

"Valentina, what happened to Isabella?" I look up and see Alfonso is turned around and waiting for me to answer his question.

I thought the police would've told you..."If I tell you guys, you have to promise a couple of things. First don't treat me differently, I don't want any pity or acting like I'm fragile. Second, don't interrupt me when I explain. Third, don't blame mom for any of it. Lastly, don't tell the rest about any of this. I'll tell them when I'm ready."

"Okay we promise just tell us what happened." Luciano said.

"When I was around 4 years old mom met Michael. She didn't have time for a relationship and I don't think she even wanted one. At first Michael convinced mom to go on a date with her and after a couple months she thought it would be nice if I had a male role model in my life. Within a year of knowing him he started becoming more controlling over what mom did. I would sometimes see bruises on her body when she gave me a bath and I would ask her about them and she would say that she tripped or for little me to understand, she just said she has a boo boo. I began understanding what was happening when I was 6. That was when he was drunk and hit mom with a bottle of beer and the glass cut her face. It was the first time he was violent in front of me."

"THA-"

"I said don't interrupt me. Anyways He started threatening her saying that if she would even attempt to leave he would kill me and then her. So there wasn't much room for her to retaliate because she was afraid for my life. When I turned 13 mom begged me to start working so that I could be out of the house more. I would go to work after school and stay until 10:00pm and sometimes I would help after closing which can be up until 11-12:00.  Most of the time when I come home he is passed out on the couch and mom would be in the bathroom trying to bandage herself."....."I thought the cops would have told you guys why she killed herself. She killed him and then herself. She wanted to save me and she knew that you guys would be there for me after she's gone."

"CHE CAZZO!! CHI SI PENSA DI ESSERE???"
(WHAT THE FUCK!! WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS???)

"Luciano, calm down. Did he ever...hurt you?" Vincenzo said as he was turning his body to face me.

I slowly nodded my head while looking at my fingers. I didn't realize we made it back to the house. This whole time Alfonso hasn't said anything

"Stop acting like I'm going to break any second now. I'm fine and it's in the past now." I said as I got out of the car and made my way to my room.

Once I got in I locked the door behind me and got on my bed and wrapped myself in my blanket. I took out my phone and started going through the photos on my phone of my mom and I. I also got out the photos my mom left me. I didn't realize I had been crying the whole time, I got so tired.

I put the photos on my nightstand too tired to actually put them away. Then I put on the playlist my mom and I made. It was around 15 mins into the playlist until I started to drift off to sleep.

Alfonso's POV

I was too shocked to say anything. I heard the car door slam shut and then saw her making her way into the house. Luciano was about to go after her but I stopped him by holding him back.

"Leave her. She's going to need some space." I told him.

"Vince, I want you to go find out everything you can about her life in Arizona. Go as far back as you can." Luciano turned and told Vincenzo.