𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒

Sixty-six |Brothers bonding

•••ANGEL•••

At this point I'm loosing my fucking mind. Angelica and Ethan are nowhere to be found. It's been two weeks now and I can't sleep, eat or even drink. The search is intense. We are going through every building Alia was saw near. I even called Emilio and Damiano.

After we left my guards called me about finding someone. They found Alessia unconscious after she was shot. Apparently she played dead but was too weak to attack.

All of us are standing on needles in here and everyone is trying not to piss me off since I'm like a ticking bomb ready to go off and blow this place up.

I'm in the main base, the one our first kiss was in, the one we played 20 questions in. The one our marriage arrangement was signed in. I just realised how you can miss someone dear to you.

How much it tires you when you don't know if they're safe or okay. I was exhausted of my constant worry, I was worried for my only family I had left which was Ethan and the woman I was about to start a family with. I was worried for her, for the baby, for my brother and for me too.

I was worried about myself not being able to handle this type of feeling. I was always strong with my feelings because of the side my father created in me but after he died I tried to let go of that side, allowing myself to feel.

I was now sitting on the bed since Emilio, Damiano and Matteo forced me to get some sleep. I couldn't, even if I tried. So I just sat on the bed in the dark as a little led lights we mildly shinning above me in red colours, my back leaning against bed frame. It was around 2am and I was just staring into dark, projecting all the things I experienced here with Angelica.

Suddenly my door opened making me slide down as a teenager that doesn't want to get caught during the night by his parents. I looked at the shadow that was coming closer to me, he flicked the light on. Damiano was standing there with dropping eyes.

He saw that I'm awake and rolled his eyes, sitting on Angelica's side of bed after he took his shoes off. He adjusted his pillow and leaned his head against board, closing his eyes with sigh. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it right after.

"I never knew I would find myself in this situation." Damiano said and I looked at him weirdly.

"What?" I asked not really knowing what the hell is he talking about.

"Well like this, here. With you. I thought if you would be with Angelica you wouldn't care. I heard things about you and I had this kind of image about you. I thought you were like-well me. And now look at you, you're a true inspiration for me Angel." Damiano said genuinely and I felt some kind of pride.

I felt proud of myself for not becoming my father. I felt a warmness of being different and better. Finally I didn't feel like shit. Damiano as an older brother and person who protected Angelica all her life was happy that Angelica had me as her husband. I was a inspiration for someone and it felt good, it felt so goddamn good.

"Thank you." I said while looking at him. I always respected him as man and as Angelica's brother but now I felt like he accepted me as a part of his family. Before I felt like he was just accepting me because of Angelica but now I felt as if he just finally accepted me as his own family, someone he can trust.

I felt as if he just put his hand on my shoulder and patted it telling me 'welcome to family brother'. As if he stopped taking me as a stranger or a threat.