After a while we decide to go back inside and watch a few movies with us all before going to bed.
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It's been exactly one week since I was told to stay home which means, I've got to go back to the hospital for a check up.
I already got dressed and ate an apple so we're now on our way to the hospital.
Since I still can't drive and my dad, mom, Allesandro and Elijah are working and already there, Lorenzo and Antonio are bringing me to the warehouse.
My head still hurts a lot from time to time but I can focus and study perfectly.
My memories have all come back too and I haven't passed out since that day in school.
My eyes are a little sensitive though, like when everything is too bright, it hurts a little.
Today I was also told that my stitches would be removed and that they'd also check on my other injuries to see if they are healing well.
I lean against the window while gently humming with the songs that are playing on the radio.
Lorenzo and Antonio start humming with me until we start having an entire concert in the car from some older songs.
"I'm gonnnaa swingggggg!!!" Antonio starts.
"From the chandelieeeer!!" Lorenzo continues.
"From the chandelieeeeeerr!!" I finish while laughing with the others.
Soon we arrive at the warehouse.
I put some sunglasses on, knowing that the lights are really bright here.
I step out of the car before Lorenzo and Antonio both come to my sides and we walk in.
Men and woman nod their heads respectfully while greeting us.
I give them small smiles back as we make our way to the clinical part.
Arriving in the same room like last time, I find my dad and Elijah here too with the doctor.
"Miss. Hernandez, please sit down right there" the doctor says while pointing to the examining table.
I do as she says and climb on it before my dad gives me a big hug.
I smile as I let myself relax in his protective hold.
"Hey" I greet him which he returns.
Elijah gives me a quick hug too, then the doctor goes to work.
She starts by taking the stitches out which hurts a little but I can manage.
After that she does some test to see if there's improvement in my concussion.
When those tests are done, she looks at my other small injuries that I got in those cells.
Around half an hour later, she's completely done.
I sit back up straight while the doctor starts telling us my results.
"I have some very good news, you can stop taking the medicine since your concussion is almost completely healed but you have to take things slow but can go to school. Make sure you sleep enough and still be careful when driving, it's best to wait for a couple more days since you're still so young. Your injuries are healing well and will normally be gone by the end of the next week. If you are in pain you can take some painkillers but be careful with those too. If there are any problems though, you can come here. If you will excuse me." she says with a small smile before walking out of the room.
"I'm going back to school on Monday with firefly" I say smiling while looking at dad.
He looks at me with an 'are you kidding me' look.
"what?" I ask confused by his stare.
"Didn't you just hear what the doctor said?" he asks.
"I did hear her, saying that I can go back to school and drive but need to sleep" I say
"She also said that it's best to wait for a couple of days before you start driving just to be sure to avoid any accidents" dad says
"but it was advice" I tried to reason, I really miss firefly
"I know, but I don't want you getting hurt by not following it. Just until Wednesday, drive to school with your brothers, friends or Roman I don't care but you can't drive until Wednesday, okay?"
"okay" I say a little disappointed.
He gives me a small smile and gives me a hug, "I know you want to drive and that you miss it, but I don't want to risk you getting hurt badly by an accident. Just three more days, principessa"
"I know, it's fine. I understand" I say, hugging him back.
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It's the next day and I'm currently getting ready for school.
Yesterday after the doctor visit nothing really happened. We just went back home, I then did some work for school and the mafia before preparing my schoolbag for today and eating some dinner.
Ellie is still living with us for now, just so we can watch out for her a little.
Like so she heals well and to try and help her with her anxiety and stuff.
She's getting flashbacks often and freaks out when meeting new people, in fear that they would hurt her.
I get dressed after showering.
I put some black jeans on with a cropped brown pull and white sneakers.
You can see some skin on my stomach which is scary but I'm trying to remember Roman's words.
There are some scars from stab wounds and cuts visible, there are some bruises visible too but you almost can't see them.
I am a little petrified to be honest.
What if people stare the whole day and start some rumors and give dirty looks? What if the whole school starts talking about the scars?
I take a deep breath and before I can start second doubting and change, I start doing my hair.
I put some mascara and lipgloss on before grabbing all my stuff.
Roman is right. I can't never show skin. I never go swimming with my family nor with my friends, when wearing skirts or dresses, I make sure to wear some tights or a long sleeve shirt under it.
It's exhausting but it feels so right at the same time, hiding them.
So I'm going to try and show my scars a little. I want to be able to wear whatever I want without being anxious and scared all day.
So I'm going to take little steps, like now, showing a little bit of my stomach.
My family has almost seen all of my scars that day when I was wearing that lingerie.
Feeling so hateful and scared of how I looked back then. So scared to be judged and more...it made me realize that I can't go on like this. How that Roman was/is right.
I grab my gun, shove it in the back of my jeans and walk downstairs with my backpack.
I place my backpack on the floor next to the front door before I walk to the dining room.
Taking a deep breath, I walk inside.