Broken Wings

chapter 11

Amara's POV

I was starting to lose consciousness. My hand reaching out to the sun that is blaring in the sky.

Is this how I'm going to die? Why God? Haven't I prayed enough? Were you not satisfied with me? Then why?

My eyes were closing. But just then, I saw a figure come towards me. Coming closer and closer every second. Their arms extended towards me.

I couldn't see who it was, it was completely blur. I tried to hold onto my consciousness as much as I can.

Just then I felt arms closing around me and dragging me upwards.

I gasped for breath the second my head surfaced. I felt like I could take in the whole world's oxygen right now. My eyes teared up as I was breathing hardly.

My hands held tightly onto an arm that was around me. Without even realising, I started crying.

I heard someone chuckle in front of me.

" Can't she even swim? " I heard

I heard a chuckle coming in front of me. I looked up to see luca with an amused look on his face. He was standing near the pool with his arms fold across his chest.

I then heard someone speak behind me.

" Jeez! This is so fucking troublesome! If you can't even swim, then it's better if you just don't come near the pool! Look you made my clothes all wet! " I recognised it as Antonio's voice.

Realising that it was Antonio who dragged me up the water, I try to get myself out of his arms.

I was still a crying mess though.

" Woah woah! Would you just stay still!?" Antonio shouted at me, right at my ear.
I flinched at the loud noise.

He dragged me towards the edge of the pool and pushed me to climb the ladder.

I hurriedly climbed.

I shivered after coming out of the water. My tears flowing non stop.

"Jeez! Stop crying already! It's not like you are dead or something." Luca said annoyingly.

"It was you who pushed her in the first place." Lucio spoke up from behind luca, smirking.

"How was I supposed to know she couldn't swim!?" Luca defended himself, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"Whatever." Lucio rolled his eyes and went back inside the house.

Just then Antonio came towards me from the pool. "I just had my hair styled and just because of you I have to go to the salon all again. What a nuisance you are. Why don't you just go away?!" Antonio said furiously. His face red with anger and hair completely tousled.

He stomped away angrily.

And here I stood, still crying from the trauma and trying best to not make a sound.

Luca was the only one with me and he was looking at me with no expression on his face.

I wrapped my arms around myself and took tiny steps towards the house.

Suddenly luca held my arm tightly and faced me towards him.

" You acting pitiful isn't gonna get you anywhere. You are never ever.. ever gonna get our sympathy nor our love. It would be much better if you had died with that mother of yours... Bitch."

He said and left for the living room.

I stood there in silence. My wet clothes sticking to my body making me uncomfortable. I wanted to move but I couldn't. As if something is holding me to the ground.