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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:36:28 GMT -6
Giovanni sat at the dinner table, a plate of some Sicilian eggplant pasta dish in front of him. His sons, GianCarlo and Angelo, were eating quietly, barely talking which was odd. Little Donatella was fast asleep in her crib upstairs, taking a nap. Giovanni picked up his fork and took a bite before looking at his sons, and said "All right. Why are you guys so quiet?"
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:40:21 GMT -6
Both Angelo and GianCarlo had been completely silent, eating their dinner and wallowing in the scarey feeling that had been in their house ever since their mother left.
Angelo didnt say anything but GianCarlo looked up at his father with a frown on his face. He hated him, thinking it was his fault his mother left them. As much as he had adored his dad, he was still a young boy and he wanted his mother.
"When is mom coming back?" He asked flatly, eyeing Giovanni with a spiteful glare.
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:42:45 GMT -6
Giovanni shrugged and muttered "Fuck if I know. So any more trouble from that Damiano Dago?" Giovanni asked, trying to get the subject away from Serafina.
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:44:18 GMT -6
GianCarlo winced as if he'd been hit. "No. He changed schools."
He and Angelo went back into silence then, not saying anything else.
Suddenly Angelo stopped eating and just set his fork down, starting to cry...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:48:24 GMT -6
Giovanni glared at GianCarlo and then throwing down his fork, he stood up and walking over to Angelo's chair, he crouched down next to him and whispered "Hey..it'll be okay. Tell me what's wrong?"
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:52:42 GMT -6
Angelo continued to cry, his head bowed so low that his quivering chin touched his sternum.
"I want mommy..." He whimpered, not looking at Giovanni.
GianCarlo started to cry too, but his tears were angry. He got up suddenly from his chair and started to walk out the door.
"I'm going to find her! I'm going to find mom!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:56:12 GMT -6
Giovanni shot up and rushed towards GianCarlo and said quietly "No you're fucking not. Your staying here. She will come back when she wants to come back!"
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 22:58:25 GMT -6
GianCarlo wouldnt listen to his father. He growled and tries to push his way through the door.
"Let me go! Let me go! I fucking hate you!" He sobbed, hitting Giovanni if he wouldnt let him go...
"Its your fault she's gone!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 23:04:27 GMT -6
Giovanni just stared at GianCarlo, and then he frowned and said "Don't you fucking cuss around me. Second, you fucking go upstairs and you fucking stay there or else I will send your ass to Sicily and you can stay with Great-Uncle Enrico. You fucking know how he is. And third, calm the fuck down."
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 23:12:24 GMT -6
GianCarlo just continued to sob angerly, but he walked back into the dining hall. Picking up his plate, he threw it against the wall and stormed out the other door towards his room shouting.
"I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU DAD!"
Angelo quickly climbed under the table to hide, crying softly into his hands...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 23:26:22 GMT -6
Giovanni stared and then muttered "Fuck wrong with that kid." Then he saw Angelo go under the table and begin to cry. "Dammit." He muttered "guess it's time to play the fucking parent." With a sigh he walked over to the table and kneeling down to Angelo's height, he said "You all right?"
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 23:29:00 GMT -6
Angelo jumped and looked up at Giovanni, fear in his eyes. He was truely afraid of his father.
He trembled from head to foot, his teary eyes large staring as if he thought he would get hit.
"Y-yes sir..."
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 12, 2009 23:31:23 GMT -6
Giovanni sighed again and then responded "What's wrong? You can tell me."
*Short, but the story must go on.
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Post by GianCarlo DiLeonardo on Jul 13, 2009 8:54:28 GMT -6
Angelo started to cry harder, scared that Giovanni would yell at him if he said.
"I w-want m-m-mooooommmmmmyyyy!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 13, 2009 23:00:42 GMT -6
Giovanni sighed and said "Well mommy will be back soon. We just need to giver her some time. Anything you want, just name it."
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