The Rules to Redemption

Chapter 45: Lust, let me fall

Disappeared because I was running away from Marcello.

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Marcello swerves the car through the gate not thinking twice of parking it appropriately on the gravel, which was logical on his behalf.
By now, Damien's blood coated my hands, I applied pressure in attempt to stop some of it from leaking out yet my actions were almost useless.
He on the other hand found it amusing, with a bottle of tequila in one hand he simply laughed at my frustration.
"What about this is funny Damien? Do you want to die?" I ask him annoyed, I liked it when he was more serious about things like this.
"All lives must die. Passing through nature to eternity." He mutters.
I know this sick fuck isn't quoting Shakespeare on me.
"Shut up Hamlet." I take the bottle of tequila out of his hand, downing it.

"So where is this personal doctor of yours?" I raise my eyebrow growing tired.
"Behind you." His eye cocks and I look through the open door of the car as my mouth drops wide open.
"Mom?" I spit confused, looking back at him, "Tell me you're joking."
"No joke here love, now if I die you can blame it on her." He shrugs.
How nice of you.

"She's not a doctor." I challenge him.
"I went to medical school dear." She enlightens me. What the fuck?
"And when was this?" I fold my arms letting go of his wound as she replaces it.
"Before you were born."
"But- what- I." I stutter so confused with no idea as to why I still question anything as if my life hasn't thrown enough caution to my mind.
"Tallia can we do this later, after I sort him out?" She raises her eyebrow at me and I simply nod, backing up out of the car as I watch Damien be taken into the house.

My brother was the first set of eyes I saw though for some reason he couldn't look at me for longer than a second and after that was over he seemed to have disappeared as if he were not worthy enough embrace my presence.
I guess this was the guilt Damien had been hoping that he'd have for not taking the situation seriously though I didn't blame him. What happened was down to my stupidity, how could it be anyone else's fault?
I sighed concluding that I'd talk to him later as now my priorities were occupied by Damien and a million more things, including my mother and the fact that she is apparently a doctor.
If that were true then she wouldn't have told me that I was over exaggerating when I broke my leg at five years old. Aren't doctors supposed to be understanding?

Damien's POV:

"Don't tell her why I'm really here. She doesn't need to know the details." Tallia's mother warns me.
I didn't like that, I wasn't one to keep things from her when secrets have always been our detriment though I already hold enough lies to the world, one more can't do any damage. At least I try to convince myself so.
I lay on the bed as Marcello and Tallia both burst in arguing about how Marcello had the audacity to prioritise the case of finding his cat over Tallia.
He made some good points though I don't say that aloud, she'd stab my other lung.

"I hate to break it to you Tallia but you're not that important. Bitches can be replaced, MY CAT CANT. It is one of a kind, royalty from the riches of Arabia." Marcello yells as Cebrian attempts to separate the two.
"Yeah well guess what? Your royal cat is in the middle of an Italian desert with no food supply and by now is probably a grizzly bears bitch. So fuck you!" She spits back.
"Please for fuck sake, shut the fuck up!" I groan between my teeth.

"Damien that's the first time you've wanted me to shut up." Tallia mutters as her mother clears her throat.
"I mean- Um- fuck." She backs away, shutting up. My lips curl in a smile but I retain them.
When her mother finally removes the gauze from my abdomen a wave of light headedness hits me as the adrenaline that I've been producing begins to slow down and I'm introduced again to reality and the severity of my injury. It was bad enough to make Tallia turn away though I've become accustomed to such gruesome sights that it didn't have the same affect on me. Thankfully as if it did, I assume that my panic would have been my other detriment.