Chapter 128: I Am Not Letting Them Go
Chapter 128: I Am Not Letting Them Go
Camilla
I woke up this morning with Gregorio's message on the phone.
'I just wanted to say thank you again for trusting me with all that yesterday. I have spoken with my brothers like you asked and they said that if you ever need to talk, no matter the time, you can to any of us. I promise no one is mad, only grateful you were willing to share so much with us. I meant it when I told you you are our everything and I just wanted to make sure you know that.'
I have been crying for the last ten minutes since I read the message. But this time, they weren't tears of sadness. This last few days has been a true roller coaster of emotions for me and yesterday was not something I took lightly.
The day with Gregorio was everything to me and even though I still have a lot on my mind because of the mafia and all, I will never forget those few moments we spent in the park. A lot of the things that I told him were things I have never said out loud and it was a massive step for me to overcome.
I was proud of myself for opening up about the things I have intentionally spent years keeping inside and when I woke up this morning, I felt different. It is stupid because I know I am physically the same but my steps feel lighter and I feel like I can breathe a little easier.
Gregorio's response to me was amazing in every way possible and it solidified the facts for me that he is every part of my life I have been waiting for. In combination with Adriano and Domenic, these three men are making me feel things I don't even know how to comprehend but I live for it. I suppose that is the reality of this all.
Even if it absolutely terrifies me, at this point I don't know how I have gone my entire life without them. And now that I do know them, I don't plan on ever letting go. I spent a lot of time last night really thinking about our relationship and the intense feelings that have evolved in such little time. I knew my anger with them for lying wouldn't just go away in the span of a few days but I meant it when I said I forgive them and wanted to move on.
I wanted to enjoy every moment of this week because I knew it was one that I am already looking forward to. Not too long after Gregorio's first message was delivered, he also sent me the schedule for this week and which nights I would be seeing the three of them.
Today, which is Monday, I will be at work at the club. Tomorrow, I will be seeing Domenico and Adriano the day after and Gregorio on Thursday night. Saturday is for group scenes and all these days, I am now specifically looking forward to it.
The excitement of seeing them again fills my body and it is surprisingly getting to the point where these three days each week I don't see them is only making me wish we could have seen them everyday. Don't get me wrong, I need my own space and time as much as anyone else does but I wouldn't exactly hate getting to wake up next to one or all of them regularly. These men have me hooked so deep and I am not sure but they even realize it yet.
Today will be good for me though, I plan to do absolutely nothing at all until my shift and that is the beauty of it. I slept in pretty late considering I had no plans but I haven't seen Susan much recently and honestly, I think a visit at night would be nice. She truly has become a second mother to me and besides, she makes the best damn coffee I have ever had.
I hadn't realized how much I missed her until now, so even as my stomach rumbles for food, I end up getting dressed and leaving the house anyways. With a clear head and relaxed muscles, I ended up making my way to Susan's place in my piece of junk car. I should start saving up to get a new one because I don't trust this thing to get me far without the risk of crapping out on me anymore.
I pushed that at the back of my mind for now, soon pulling up to the cafe until I realized how little parking there is today. It looks like there is going to be a long walk for me. I ended up parking a ways up the street before getting out of my car and locking it.
Just seeing the entrance to the small coffee shop down the street has me beyond happy and after a few minutes, I am pushing open the glass door and breathing in a deep breath of fresh smells. I missed this place. It was beyond busy today and the line was long but I managed to squeeze my way inside, adding myself to the end of the very long line.
I waited there and my attention was snagged shortly after I heard Susan's familiar accent to my right. With a fake smile on her face, I listened as she cursed someone out in her dialect for spilling their drinks all over the floor and not bothering to say anything until she nearly slipped in it. She shouted a few muffled words I couldn't make out from where I was and second later, the man I recognized as Johnny was sweeping up the broken cup while Susan fetched a mop herself.
Smiling at the usual chaos here, it was like I had never stopped my daily visit for the last month. It was getting closer to my turn in the line but when Susan came back from the storage closet, her eyes caught on me and instantly crinkled at the corner. I didn't have to think twice as I left the line, moving to say hi but unable to as she was already moving around the counter.
By the time I was there, she already had a bag of pastries in her hand and a steaming cup of coffee made to my liking.
"Let's head upstairs where we can talk quietly." She said, putting a hand on my arm as she guided us away from the till and over to a narrow hallway.
I knew she lived upstairs but I never once since I met her have I needed up here. Come to think of it, it never really dawned on me that she actually lived here until now. The floorboards creaked as it took the weight of each of our steps, small lights turning on as it sensed our motion moving upwards. Before I knew it, she was unlocking a door with her keys and pushing until it swung open to a small space really meant to fit not more than two people. I knew she has been a widow for over two decades now.
"Don't mind the clutter, my dear. Let's sit over here because I can see we have much to discuss."
"How did you know?" I blinked, sensing that she has a lot more like Domenico than I thought.
"You have that look about you and you haven't come here in a few days. So I am assuming things have been a bit much?"
A bit was quite the understatement, but she was right.
"I guess I have just been a bit preoccupied lately." I said, smiling in thanks when she passed me my coffee and opened the bag of sweets on the table between us.
Sitting down where her hand gestures, I leaned back on the small but surprisingly really comfortable armchair now beneath me. She takes a seat on her own right across from me.
"Well that I know." She grins with a knowing look that makes me flush.
"They are treating you well, I hope?"
There was a slight warning in her voice that she would go after any one of them if they were doing anything otherwise. I allowed my amusement to show on my face as I responded.
"They are everything I could have ever wanted."
She relaxed hearing that, leaning back in her chair not before grabbing a small cookie out of the paper bag.
"Good, if that ever changes, you be sure to let me know."
I think we both knew damn well none of them would ever intentionally hurt me. In fact, half the time they act like they are willing to jump in front of a bullet for me. I nodded and took a sip of my coffee, sighing as the hot liquid coursed down my throat and warmed every inch of my body.
"Did any of them tell you about what happened this last week?" I asked, resting my cup on my thigh and keeping my hands wrapped around it and she let out a small chuckle.
"Those boys don't talk to me much anymore but yes, I know.
I met her gaze as she looked over my face, trying to find any indication of fear in my mind. Believe me when I say it is most definitely there.
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