I wonder who's arms I would run and fall into if I were drunk in a room with everyone I have ever loved.

-♛𝕠𝕒𝕜𝕝𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖♛

"Sister, wake up. We are here." I felt my brother tap my face softly as my eyes open adjusting to the bright light. I sit up confused as to where I am but the events of this morning rush into my head.

I woke up with Roland's arms wrapped around me and his naked chest pushed against me. He heard me wake up causing him to untangle himself and pull away slowly, it was extremely awkward as we just stared at each other. He then suddenly asked me how I was feeling and I just said ok. After that he just left me there, mumbling something about how he had meetings.

Then my brother came in telling me about how we are going to Italy for our dad's funeral. Causing me to remember what had happened.

So we got on our plane and quickly flew to Italy. Roland said he would take care of everything in New York while we're gone.

It was currently Wednesday and we had to be back by Friday to go to the dinner. So we only had a day and a half in Italy.

It sucks that I get to spend so little time in my hometown, this place had so many memories with my father.

I nodded softly as I sat up and looked out the window. The beautiful view of the land flew into my vision. I sigh as I stand up, my sweatpants all wrinkled from the long flight. We walk off the plane to be meted by flashing lights, I quickly grab some dark sunglasses to hide my red eyes. My brother grips my wrist pulling me away from the paparazzi, that have already heard about our father's death from the ambulance that was outside our house.

We got in the car that was going to drive us home, as fast as we could. The drive was short but it felt like forever. The view out the window reminded me of my childhood and my father. I held back tears as his face flashed in my mind, I felt my brother grip my hand squeezing it softly.

We soon pulled up to my childhood home. I get out to be greeted by my uncle. Uncle Luther was my father's younger brother, he had a twin or our Aunt Nora. He was a tall guy with gray hair and bright green eyes like my father's. I quickly rush over to him hugging him.

"Zio" I whisper into his chest. I felt his chest vibrating as he chuckles softly.

"Mi sei mancato tesoro" He said as I pulled away. "How are you dealing with this?" He says with pity in his eyes.

{t-I missed you, darling}

"It hurts," I whisper not knowing what else to say he gives me a nod, understanding what I mean. I kiss his cheek goodbye as I walk into the house. Leaving my brother to talk to our uncle. The house smelled freshly cleaned and it looked empty.

I sighed as I walk upstairs to my old room, the one I had just left a couple of days ago. The one I slept in not knowing what was happening.

I pushed open my door entering my room. The plain room used to feel so familiar and welcoming but now it's just a room. I walk over to my wall that had all kinds of photos of my family and friends.

I looked along the wall of photos, stopping on one with me and my parents. We were all sitting together bright smiles on our faces as we stared at the camera, a birthday hat on each of our heads. It was odd seeing me and my parents in a photo all smiling, I looked young and innocent. I gently run my fingers along with the frame of the photo as a tear slips from my eyes.

"What hurts the most is that we never really got a chance to say goodbye, he was just gone." I heard a voice come from the other side of the room causing my head to snap to the door. There stood my Aunt Nora. She was dressed in a black dress that was cut lowly on her shoulders. She sends me a smile as she walks over to where I'm standing. She watches me for a second before turning to the photo. A smile forms on her lips. "I remember that day." She says looking at the photo.

"I do too," I whisper.

"You had just turned 7." She says with a small laugh. "That was the year, Snuffles died."

"Oh, I remember," I say smiling. Snuffles was my old fish that I begged my parents to buy. He died of course two weeks after we got him and my little heart cried for days. I wouldn't do anything but, of course, my birthday was coming up. So my parents planned this whole party and I actually smiled again, practically forgetting about the fish.

I frown quickly as I feel guilty about being happy even if it was for a second.

"Darling it's ok to smile, your father would want that." She mumbles softly. "Now get dressed, we are leaving in 10 minutes." She whispers. I nod as she leaves the room.

I change into a simple black dress that hugged my body tightly and had flowing arms. I took a deep breath as I looked at myself. I looked pale and a bit skinnier. I shake off the thought going back downstairs.

I spot my brother and uncle in deep conversation, both dressed in black suits. My brother looked so grown up it scared me. My aunt comes running in with a bottle of whiskey in her hand. I hold in a laugh as she chugs a sip.

"Nora." My uncle snaps at her as the door opens revealing a young girl running in. She had a small black dress on and her hair in pigtails. I gasp running over and picking her up she squeals softly tugging at my hair.

"Uncle Luther, you didn't tell me Bella was coming!" I say look down at the small girl in my arms.

"Her mom wouldn't watch her." He grumbled scratching his beard. Bella is my uncle's daughter, her mother was just a one-night stand and didn't want to be with him. So they split custody. She is only 4, the last time I saw her was when she was a newborn.

"Let's go." My brother says slipping on some black sunglasses, glancing at his watch. I nod handing Bella over to her dad. She grips his beard causing him to wince in pain.

I slip on my own pair of black sunglasses and walk to the car my brother was driving. We both got in and drove to church, it was a short closed casket service that lasts like 20 minutes. I was holding back tears as I listen to the short speeches people were saying.

Then we drove to the cemetery, the car ride was silent other than my deep breaths.

I stepped out of the car and we walked a bit to the big hole, I looked to the right of it to see my mother's grave. Tears fell from my eyes, they are at least next to each other. My aunt handed me a couple of roses. I gently placed them at my mother's grave, turning back to the hole. My father's casket was being lowered in. I turn away not being able to watch. It took a little until the hole was covered and it looked like every other grave just fresher. I let tears fall as I placed a single rose on his grave walking away quickly to the car. I suck in a shaky breath.

I turn to see my aunt walking to me. She leans against the car watching me as I think.

"I think the hardest part of losing someone is having to live without them. I can feel a void in my chest and I don't know how to fill it." I mumble to her as she runs her hands in my curls.

"I remember when your mom died." She says quietly. "You shut so many people out, please don't this time." She says pulling me into a hug. "You need someone who will be next to you when you start to space out and think of all the negative thoughts. You need someone who can pull you back to reality and just say it will be ok."

"grazie" I whisper as she pulls away. She smiles sweetly.

"I heard you need a dress for a very fancy dinner?" She smirks changing the subject. I sigh remembering.

"Sadly," I mumble.

"Well tomorrow we have a free day, so I'm going to take you shopping!" She squeals. I nod, knowing not to argue with her.

She frowns quickly, turning to look for something. "I need a drink." She whispers to herself causing me to hold in a laugh.

-♛

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