"We're moving......"
Oh no! Not again!
".....to Italy."
Wait, what? Italy?
I realized that they were waiting for me to speak. "Why so sudden? Is something wrong? Wait, does that mean I can go tomorrow?"
"No!", mom answered quickly. "It's too dangerous to go alone."
I gave her a flat look. "Mom, there'll be forty more people. You can't call that alone."
"B-but you don't understand!"
I became alarmed as I saw tears at the rims of her eyes. Dad tried to calm her down. "Honey, sooner or later she'll have to face it. We can't cage her forever."
"Mom, dad. Is there something you're not telling me?"
My dad faced me, calmly, holding mom. "There is, Los. But now's not the time. You can go with your friends tomorrow. We've already found us a home. Your mom and I will come day after tomorrow. From then, you'll be staying with us instead of your friends, even during the tour. Tomorrow's your last day with your friends so, make it worthwhile."
"But I can't let her......I promised.......Annie..", mom stuttered to dad.
Dad sighed. "Caroline, we have to tell her. We have to finish this, once and for all. I can't run away anymore."
It seems like they're talking in riddles. Will they laugh in a second saying they're joking?
Before I could ask anything, dad took mom out of the room.
Are they kidding me? Who are they running from? What do they have to finish? Were there more problems in my life than I know?
All these again reminded me of that unknown phone call. The only person knowing about it is Jake, and he's not much of a help in finding out the caller.
I shook these thoughts out of my mind. After all, this was a moment to celebrate. I had been feeling so bad thinking that I was lying to Niccolo about going tomorrow. Guess it wasn't 'lying' after all.
I layed down on my bed, thinking of the trip. It had been a while since I last went on one. One year and a half. I couldn't understand why we were again moving but I had a feeling that this would be final. The determination I saw in my parents eyes told me that I was going to live in Italy, if not forever it would atlest be for a very long time.
There came a knock on my door as I was thinking happy scenes when reaching Italy. I told the person to come in and in came Amelie, carrying my dinner in her hand.
To say I was shocked would be the biggest understatement. Amelie rarely does any work like that. When I don't feel like eating downstairs, mom is usually the one to bring my meals. Though I couldn't understand why my dinner is brought up in my room today.
"Dad told me to give this to you. As if you can't take it yourself. Don't make a habit of this, I'm not going to bring any more meals here.", she said as she kept my dinner on the table. "I should atleast be getting a thank you. Jeez, Los, where are your manners?"
And who's the bigger sister again?
I ignored her statement. "Am, why did you bring this here? Aren't we having dinner downstairs?"
At this question, she turned serious. "I don't know, Los. When I went down to get food, I heard mom sniffing. Now I'm sure that it's not because of cold so, I think she was crying. When they came to talk to you they told me not to come out of my room. As you know me, I did come out of my room and tried to hear what they were saying. We're going to Italy?"
I nodded and saw her eyes widen as wide as her smile.
"Isn't that a good thing? Why is mom crying then?"
I shrugged, having no answer to that question, and then shooed her away with my hands. "Now go. I need to eat in peace and that will not happen until you leave."
She scowled at me before standing up and leaving, muttering something along the lines of 'so this is how my thank you's going to be'. I chuckled before eating.
Tomorrow is going to be a last tiring day. I hadn't thought about it. It won't be easy leaving my old friends. And there is Niccolo...........wait a minute, isn't he also staying in Italy after the trip?!
I bolted upright after that thought, feeling the excitement bubbling inside me. After hesitating for 10.3 seconds, I decided to call Niccolo. He must be holding the phone or something because he picked up on the first ring.
"Hel-lo?", he gasped as if he was having a hard time to breathe. I got concerned so I asked him if he was okay.
"Oh yeah...totally fine. So, why did you call?"
I scowled at the phone. Straight to the point, huh? No 'how are you', 'what are you doing' or 'I love y- shut up mind.
"I called because because I have something important to tell you."
"Well, thanks, Captain Obvious.", he replied, sarcastically, and I rolled my eyes, at the phone of course.
"Can you shut up or do you not want to hear my exciting news?"
He chuckled. "Sorry, what's up?"
"The sky.", I simply replied.
He snorted. "So lame."
"Hey! That's not lame!"
"Okay okay. Just tell me the news, I don't like mystery."
"Fine.", I agreed, not able to control the excitement any longer. "I'mgoingtostayinItalytoo!"
There was one second silence before his confused voice came. "What?"
I rolled my eyes and this time repeated slowly. "I am going to stay in Italy, too."
Another silence. "Like really staying staying?"
"Yup."
There was a third silence before he exclaimed," That's awesome! Wait you're not tricking me, right?"
I giggled before saying 'nop'. It was a good feeling to know that he was happy I was staying close to him. Well maybe not that close but atleast it's the same country.
After that, we talked for half an hour before my dad poked his head through my bedroom door.
"Los, go to bed. If you want to go tomorrow, you go to sleep right now. And whose on that phone? You better not be talking with some boy.", he tried to act stern but failed badly. I knew he loved me too much to give that kind of punishment.
I giggled at my dad. Wait, giggle? I've been doing that a lot nowadays. I should stop that.
"'Kay, dad. Dad, how's mom? Are you sure you don't want to tell me anything right now?"
"Mom's good now. And for the second question, well, you'll soon know everything. Now's just not the right time."
I was definetely confused but as a yawn escaped my mouth, I decided not to push it any further. "Okay, Goodnight."
He came in and kissed me on my forehead."'Night. Put that cell phone down and have some rest, okay?"
I nodded and watched as he walked out before putting the phone back on my ear.
"Nic, you there?"
There was an incoherent mumble from the other side which made me realize he was talking in his sleep. How can he get asleep so fast? And with his hold still on the phone.
I chuckled as he continued to mumble. Just as I was about to hang up, I heard something like 'love you, Los'.
'Nah, I'm just sleepy and imagining things, that's all.,"my sensible mind said. But my heart was disagreeing.
I kept my iPhone on my favourite playlist. I dozed off listening to Just Give Me A Reason by Pink, thinking about tomorrow.
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I just had to add that song at the last. I'm so addicted to it! -------->>>
Anyways, it's been a while since I last uploaded so, I hope everyone reading this enjoys it. And there won't be any more looooonnggg waiting because I want to finish this story as fast and smooth as I can so, that I can work on other stories.