Veitato: LUST IN THE FORBIDDEN ADVENTURE

110: You are my sister

I remained quiet cause I didn't see the need to answer that question. This dude would just be doing whatever he feels like and expect me to understand.

"Tiffany," Luciano called again and I shook my head.

"Why did you do that, Tiff? Why did you steal my gun?"

I sniffed back the tears and wiped my eyes. "I just didn't want the father of my child to be sent to prison."

My voice wasn't as clear as I wanted because I was crying.

"Tiffany," he scoffed and sighed audibly. "We don't even know if you're pregnant yet," he blurted.

He looked at me in fear, care, and surprise. There was this look on his face that I have never seen before and I don't know what to call it.

"That was so fucking risky, Tiff.  What if they searched you? What explanation would you have given for holding a gun? Don't do that ever again. Is that clear?"

I gave a small nod even though I knew that I was only helping him. 

"Now give it back," he ordered and I raised my shirt. I brought out the gun from my belly and handed it to him.

"Let's get home, we need to wash up."

A nod followed. "What happened with Massimo?" I asked.

He took a moment. "Deal went bad with Massimo."

"I don't get.. What deal?" I asked but he didn't respond to that. He ignored my question till we got home and he got out of the car.

We got inside the house but I couldn't help but think about what he said and how he wouldn't say more.

"You're not the same again," I blurted at every slightest chance.

"You've changed and we know it. You're no longer the Luciano I used to know. It's so weird. You no longer look at me the same way, it's like you're trying to avoid me and not just that — you won't even tell me what happened with Massimo. How the heck do you guys even get this bad?"

All these while, Luciano just remained quiet. He didn't answer me or even acknowledge that I was talking to him.

He turned to walk away and I followed him.

"Luciano stop!! I'm talking to you!" I yelled behind him.

He still didn't stop and I continued following him about. He stretched to take something from the table and I blocked him. He tried to turn to the other side and there I was.

He let out a frustrated sigh and looked at me. "Enough of this Tiffany! What do you think you're doing?"

I swallowed hard at his question but I was yet to respond when he held my arm.

"Listen here! You're my sister Tiffany! Fuck, you are my sister and I've messed up. I know that. I know I have messed up."

I tried to say something but he interrupted me. "Tell me, tell me how your mom would feel knowing about this— about us. She's going to hurt and she's going to feel betrayed! Why can't you understand that? Look, I don't think I'll be okay. Not with everything going on with me right now."

He paused to catch his breath.

"I don't know how I'll be happy but there's one thing I know," he said and paused. "I know that I regret all those sex with you. I fucking regret it."

Not sure how to feel, I just held my hands in a fist. That had to be one of the worst things to be told.

"Yes," he continued. "Does moment were precious, those moments were something I know I would never be able to experience with anyone again but I do regret it and I'll be here for you if I got you pregnant."

I felt a rush of emotion course through me but it only made me sadder than I was. I swallowed back the lump in my throat and allowed the tears in my eyes to well down.

I sniffed and tried to control the tears but everything felt so overwhelming.

"What about Massimo?" I managed to say.

I don't know exactly why I asked but I was having this ill feeling and I needed to know what was going on.

Luciano took a moment so I sniffed and turned to him.

"Answer me," I told him. "Where's he?"

"I don't fucking know," he scoffed. "Massimo and I got into a fight and— he should be dead."

My eyes popped open and he noticed the reaction. I didn't get it, it was so confusing so he took a deep breath and looker at me again, possibly to explain better.

"We had something as children and I shot him," he explained further. "My father made me do it, okay? He ordered me to do it really, and I did. Since then Massimo has wanted me dead too."

I had no idea how to feel with this information but something in me made me feel like it wasn't all. Like there was more to the story and I knew it.

"Massimo and I was trying to bring Gladys down for sharing your nudes."

"I knew that was you," I blurted immediately and he swallowed hard.

"Tiff she was going to do worse and I just needed to stop her. She was going to share the sex video she recorded of us."

My heart skipped at the mention of that. How did she? Oh shit— the vase.

The vase she gifted me.. My brain did the calculation and I gave a small nod.

"Was it the vase?" I asked Luciano to confirm my suspicions.

"Yes but that's by the way. That has already been taken care of. I went to meet Massimo to talk as usual but that was when I heard it. Massimo still wants me dead and I understand." His hands brushed against his nose for a few seconds before he scoffed.

"I attacked him and i'm very sure it was Massimo that tried to attack us back at the hospital."

"Holy shit."

I couldn't help but blurt that. I looked at Luciano and a lot of thoughts coursed through my mind. "How?" I asked him.

"How what?"

"How did you get involved in so many things in just a few minutes of leaving me in the hospital?"

I was still trying to understand everything he was saying and how it all happened

"Massimo came around and I overheard the call," Luciano said looking at me. When he was done explaining, he walked away leaving me.