Xander

Her silence.. Her silence after I asked her the question hung in the air while she was unable to answer the damn question. So this is true.

"And how many times have you tried to do this? "

I asked but she looked down. So this isn't something she got newly attached to. It's something she used to do every time that man does something to her.

"I don't know.. "

She whispered, and I let go of my hold… What if, in the past, one of the times was like these two times? What if she had hit her head and there was no Vincent to spot her sooner? What if the ocean had really taken her? What if the sister we desired was no more before we even knew her? We wouldn't have known about her at all..

I felt my feet and hands getting cold. The mere thought of her gone freezes me.

"Get in the house… "

I said but she shook her head. I frowned.. Is she still thinking about jumping in the ocean?

"Mirabella-"

"I have dissociative amnesia? "

She asked and I froze. How did she know?

Oh that fucker Ezaikel! Now that she knows, there is no point in hiding.. I nodded and she fell on her knees. I tried to hold her up, but she pushed me away.

"ALL OF YOU KNEW!! BUT IT DIDN'T FEEL IMPORTANT TO LET ME KNOW?!?! "

She screamed at me.. The situation was never perfect to tell her.. When it was, she looked so happy that none of us wanted her to know this.

It would have overwhelmed us after knowing that we were no normal people and also, Peter was never her actual brother.

"Because the situation was never perfect to tell you.. We weren't planning to hide it. "

I sat infront of her.. Making sure I react fast if she ever tries to jump in the ocean..

"Can you imagine what it feels like to know you have a part of your memories missing? How does it feel like knowing you don't even remember what happened to you in that situation? Can you understand that? "

She asked while tears flowed down her cheeks. Her face was red due to all the crying and sobbing. I shook my head..

"No.. I can't understand that. "

I admitted.. Right now, all she needed was truth.. .

"Right.. You can't.. Nor does anyone! And the feeling of your subconscious mind continuously nagging that topic of what happened and dreaming horrific dreams that feel like reality? I dreamed of myself in a gun-filled room and suddenly someone dragged me and I killed someone. Is it what happened, Xander ? "

She described the night we left New York. She had dreams of her lost memories?! Fuck!

I nodded confirming her. . She closed her eyes tightly and grabbed her head..

"What if all of these are not dreams as well? "

She cried and fell sideways on the sand.. She curled up while crying.. I couldn't do anything to help her.. I didn't know how I would be helping her. What to do so she will have less pain..

"Bambina.. "

I tried to touch her, but she pushed me away.

"No... Please don't touch me.. . I feel so disgusted with myself.. . "

She cried while wrapping her arms around herself. What are her other dreams about? Are there any more horrific things that happened to her? If her brain hadn't blocked the scenes where she was beaten by Damon, then the possibility is that it blocked something more horrific. Something that left her disturbed this whole week and now resulting in such an outbreak..

I sat there looking at her crying while doing nothing. I felt helpless and most powerless person.

I saw Antonio running up to us.. He kneeled beside me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Ezaikel told her-"

"I know.. She knows.. "

I said, and I saw him looking at me with soft eyes before reaching for my cheeks and wiping them.. Was I crying? I touched my eyes that were wet. Indeed, I was crying..

"Mirabella... My serenita? "

Antonio cooed, but she was not in a state to reply. I saw her becoming limp.. She whimpered when Antonio picked her up from the sand.. I dusted her hair and, for a moment, my eyes traveled to her left cheek, which had the mark of 4 fingers..

"Did you-? "

Antonio glared at me..

"I had to do something to stop her. "

I whispered, and he didn't press on more but picked her up completely for the sand.. She was conscious, but her body went limp against him.

We walked back to the villa and I saw a worried Vincent, and he immediately went towards her once seeing her.

"What happened? "

I signaled to him that I'd tell him later so he didn't press on the matter.. Ezaikel stood a bit distant, looking worriedly at her.. I'll have a talk with her once we are alone.. I noticed a small cut on his lips which was probably due to Vincent punching him.

Antonio walked past them and went straight to her room and lay her down.. Clothes could be changed later, but now she needs a rest.

I tucked her in while Vincent sat by her side and caressed her hair.. It took a moment of whimpering from her, but she fell asleep anyway.

Antonio came back with some multivitamin shots to make up the food she didn't eat.

After injecting her, we all got out of the room to see Ezaikel waiting outside.

"How is she? "

He asked the very moment he saw us.

"Good.. Let's go down.. "

Antonio said and we all went down.. The moment we entered the living room, I turned to him while crossing my arms over my chest.

"What the fuck you did? What did you tell her? "

I asked.. No way a simple word from him trigger her this badly. He looked down before speaking..

"I knew she wouldn't come down on her own, so I tried to rizz her up, but I accidentally told her about her dissociative amnesia. And also about the day when we were attacked in New York and about how she fainted that night. "

He said truthfully, but Vincent hissed..

"This is not the first time you have done this! I thought you'd learn from the first time! "

Antonio and I looked at Vincent confused, and he explained what had happened back in Italy.

"You fucking idiot! "

I screamed at him, to which he flinched… I never screamed at any of my brothers unless they fuck up big time..

"I told you that anything can trigger her memories. We don't know much about it. If it was worse than what she actually told us.. And I think it was after she admitted to having dreams about it. And like we feared, it is traumatizing her! "

I said and sat down and rubbed my face with my hands..

"What do you mean? "

They all said at the same time.

"You guys remember when we found her in the pool? She told us that she was swimming but wrong! She was self-harming herself by drowning. "

Pure silence fell onto the place as I continued...

" And today, she was going to do the same if I hadn't stopped her on time... And she admitted that she was having nightmares, which I believe are snaps of her past... I can only imagine what she is going through now. "

"What should we do now? "

Vincent asked, and I kept quiet because I didn't know that myself..

"i think therapy would be better.. There is no point in letting her lost memory traumatize her… She needs to adopt the reality... By therapy, she can regain her memories graduated.. "

Ezaikel suggested and it felt quite valid.. Just as I was about to say something, I heard the most bone-chilling voice..

"What the hell is going on here? "

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