Bullied To Love novel Chapter 37

I am standing outside Papa’s hospital room, praying and hoping for him to get better.

“Mama is papa going to be okay?” I ask with tears running down my face.

“Yes, honey, all we have to do is pray and hope for the best. Baby girl you don’t have to cry anymore, papa is going to be fine,” Mama says, picking me up off the ground and placing me on her hip while hugging me close to her.

“Why is mio angioletto (my little angel) crying?” My uncle Carlos says.

“Uncle Carlos!” I say quickly getting down from mama’s hip.

“Uncle Carlos, why is daddy not waking up?” I say hugging him tightly.

“Don’t worry little one, everything is going to be fine.”

“Camilla, what happened?”

“We were celebrating Val’s fifth birthday party when gunshots were fired from nowhere. They were aiming for Val, but Marcus got in the way and saved our little girl.” Mama says tearing up a little.

“Does that mean it’s my fault, mama?” I say tearing up more, thinking maybe if I was not born nothing like this would have happened.

“No, love, what is happening is not your fault. You should not think that.” Uncle says hugging me close to comfort me.

“Are you sure, Uncle Carlos?” I say trying to stop crying.

“Yes, Mi amore.”

I am hugging my uncle profoundly trying my best to stop crying when everything around me changes. I grow into my ten-year-old self, training with my uncle on hand-to-hand combat.

“Uncle Carlos, I am tired, can’t we continue tomorrow. I feel like fainting.”

“That’s good,that means your training is working well.”

“UNCLE CARLOS!” I say getting really tired.

“Fine, you can rest after you shoot from 50 meters away and make a clear shot.”

“Alright,” I say smiling.

Uncle Carlos is about to hand me the gun when suddenly everything becomes dark around me. I am standing in front of Uncle Carlos, who has a gun pointed at my head. I am my actual age this time, wondering what in God’s name is going on.

“Why are you doing this, Carlos?”

“I don’t know, maybe because I can and I feel like it.”

“What did we ever do to you to deserve such hatred from you?” I say struggling with the ropes around my hands. I look down to see I am sitting down and I am tied to a chair.

“TELL ME, WHY!?” I scream in his face.

He is about to reply when I hear someone calling my name from a distance.

“Katherine, Katherine, you need to wake up. You are having a nightmare.” the voice says. I realise it’s Enzo, and suddenly it comes to me that I am dreaming.

“Enzo,” I say opening my eyes and pulling him into a deep hug.

“Mi amore, you had a nightmare,” Enzo says rubbing soothing circles on my hair and kisses my forehead.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yes, but not now, maybe later in the day.”

“Alright, any time amore,” Enzo says laying us back down on the bed.

Later in the day, I decide to tell Enzo about my dream over breakfast, as I’m feeling a lot better. I tell him how everything played out in my head.

“Now that I am telling about the dream, I realize the whole dream was not a dream at all, but rather a memory from the past.”

“From everything you said, it seems like you and Carlos were really close.”

“Close is an understatement; I practically looked at the man as a second father to me. I loved him so much; he taught me everything I know about life. He was a great uncle before everything happened. I just don’t understand why he changed. I wish I knew why, maybe I could save him.”

“I am sorry you feel this way.”

“It’s fine, amore everything happens for a reason.”

It’s been a week since the whole incident. I am recovering fast. But to Enzo I still need rest, because if it were up to him, I wouldn’t leave the bed for another week. He has become more possessive and caring. There was a day he almost bathed me, because according to him, I need all the rest I can get. Even so, Enzo makes sure to take me everywhere he goes. He said he would never let me out of his sight again because he can’t bear to almost lose me again.

For the past week, we have not heard or seen Carlos, which I am not happy about. Every time we get a lead, something always happens. It’s like he is always one step ahead of us. I started to think we have a spy among us, but I don’t know for sure. Enzo and I have a plan to find out if we really have a spy among us, I pray it works.