Love doesn't disappear

Chapter Fourteen

I look at him with the same look I always gave him when he says these things and he immediately nods his head approvingly and thanks him for the flowers. I let him stay next to Jules. I head towards the table and put the flowers in the vase I had on the table in the corner of the room.

I go to the other boy who was sitting by the door and had tears in his eyes, I go to him and I realize that he is not crying just because he saw Charles in his condition. I look at him and he doesn't understand why I'm looking at him like that, I realize he's sad but I don't understand the reason, so I give him a hug, I feel him relax a little more.

"Thanks I needed a hug." he tells me and his accent gives him away, he's French.

"You have nothing to thank me for dear. What do you say we go sit down?" I ask him and he immediately gives me an approving nod and we go to the table.

"Thank you Mrs. Bianchi," she says again, thanking me for a drink,

"Please call me Amalia. How do you know Jules?" I ask him and now I feel like my mother when she knew my friends.

"I've known him since Charles started doing karting, in fact, he used to tell us tricks about karting and what to do on the circuit. I always considered him as a mentor or even a coach. Charles told me what happened and not I wanted to believe what happened, when he told him I didn't believe him, but when I called him, his voice sounded like he was crying, and then I realized it wasn't a joke."

"So you know each other, I'm glad. How come I haven't seen you before?" I asked him

"I don't know, but I always had karting lessons here in France and I knew that Jules is from here, from Nice. But I didn't know that he was married." he tells me and I'm a little surprised.

"How do you know I'm his wife?"

"Charles told me, every time we went out he told me about Jules and his wife. He tells me how you took care of him when he was little and that you were his favorite love story." He tells me and I am shocked by his words. I hear a phone ringing and realize that it's not my phone, it's Charles's friend's. He is talking to someone in French and I realize that it is his brother.

"I have to go, if Charles wants me to take him home, tell me I can, don't bother him." he tells us and waits for Charles' answer

"Pierre, you can go, I want to stay with Jules and Amalia. Thank you for bringing me. We'll talk on the phone." says Charles and I see Pierre nodding approvingly. He says goodbye to us and leaves.

I stay with Charles, I take a chair and put him next to his chair, since he sat down next to Jules he hasn't said anything, he just cried, I understand what he's going through, I take his hand in mine and squeeze his hand a little and look attentive to him, his eyes are on Jules, as if he is lost in thought. I lower my voice a little and look at him.

"Charles, you need to calm down. It's not good for you." I tell him and see him wipe his tears.

"Amalia, it's hard for me, he is my family, you two helped take care of me when my parents were at work, from you I learned what true love means, always when you were with me and showed me animated films, you were one of the each other's arms, I could hear you when Jules made declarations of love to you and you when you called him 'mon amour' and he started kissing you all over your face. I still remember when I told you I was hungry and you both went and made him food , but every time he was at the door and I looked at you, he was always behind you, with his hands around you and put his head on your shoulder and when the music was playing, you were singing. You two were and still are the story that fairy tale you told me at bedtime. Not many people know this, especially since Jules supported me financially to continue in all these things so that I could make a career in the world of motor sports. I don't want to lose him, I want him to see me when I continue and most of all I want him not to end that love story between you." he tells me and now I'm in tears.