radicalducati Where is home?
Where is home?
Darian got a call and had to leave for New York, he left Lena with his mother, hoping something positive would come up while he was away.
Lena had just served Isabella's food on the small plate that was recommended by the Doctors for her daily meal. She smiled at her, persuading her to come to eat, but Isabella didn't get up from the bed. Instead, she was gawking and smiling at Lena.
"Are we now friends?" She asked Lena.
"Of course, we are." Lena sat close to her on the bed. She wished she could tell her that they were more than friends, that they were family, and that she was her son's wife. "Now, will you eat? I want to serve you as a friend."
She successfully lured Isabella into eating the whole food. When the plate of rice was empty, she asked if she wanted more but she shook her head in declination. Lena didn't argue, she was satisfied that Isabella got to eat something, at least.
"That man you came here with, where is he?" Isabella stared at Lena, awaiting her response as she asked of Darian. "And who is he to you? He looks so much like someone I know."
Lena nodded her head, she got off the bed and walked down to get a mirror from her bag. She handed it to Isabella and said, "Look into the mirror and tell me what you see."
She did as she was told. Looking back at Lena, she shrugged her shoulders.
"Does he look like the woman in the mirror?" Lena questioned. "The man I came with before, does he look like her?"
Isabella fixed her eyes on the mirror. "How am I supposed to know this?" She gave the mirror back to Lena.
Lena sighed, Isabella still wasn't in her right state of mind. If she was, she'd know that Darian looked so much like her.
"The man is my husband," she smiled.
"Oh, does he love you? I always wanted to have a husband, but he left me and I loved him so much. My baby was taken away from me too." She said, smiling. "My pretty baby boy, I saw him when I had him. He was tiny and so pretty." She pressed her hand to her cheeks and giggled. "Raymond told me he wanted to hold our baby in his hand, but it was a lie. He left and never came back with him, he left me alone." She sobbed lightly, shaking her shoulders. "What about you? Have you had babies yet? Did he take your baby away from you too? Don't let him do that, don't let him take your baby away from you, it will ruin you."
Isabella's words sounded like gibberish because she was mincing them together, but thinking carefully about it, they were all real and talked more about her.
"I was once pregnant, but I lost the baby." Lena smiled, pain shooting through her insides.
She never liked to talk about it, but it was easier to talk about it to her mother-in-law. They've both been victims of what the Dawson family had done to them, and it was best to share their experiences being the lovers of the Mafia bosses.
"How did that happen?" Isabella narrowed her eyes at Lena, taking her hand in hers. "Did he make you lose the baby?" A frown marred her expression.
"No, he didn't. I guess I was not just careful enough. Darian is a good man, the best man I have ever met and he makes me feel so good. I think you should get to meet him, talk to him and spend some time with him."
"Why should I do that?" Isabella laughed. "Aren't you two just volunteers from the NGO? Why should I get to know him better and spend time with him?" She unclasped her hands from Lena's and folded her arms against her chest, tapping her feet against the floor.
Lena noticed the habit of tapping their feet on the floor, in both son and mother.
"It's much more than you think of it, Isabella."
"What's it about?" She was getting impatient as she had her eyes on Lena.
"Aside from Raymond, what else can you remember from the past?" The Doctor had also told them that Isabella was suffering from amnesia that made her not remember everything from her past.
Her head was smashed into the wall in the process of trying to kill her. But she survived it, losing some of her viral memories.
"Raymond is the only past that I know of."
"Maybe if you think harder you will get to know that my husband might be a little closer to Raymond."
The door flew open to Darian walking in with Jay behind him. Lena turned to look at him, surprised that he was back that early. She had thought he'd be gone for days.
She stood up, walking closer to him. "Darian, you should be in New York." She said.
"Yes, I should." He jerked her to his side, planting a long kiss on her forehead. He let go and looked into her eyes. "Let's go with the solution you came up with, Lena. I have a feeling that I am being watched and I am afraid something bad will happen to her if she stays here for longer."
"So, are you taking her to our home?" Lena beamed with a smile.
"Yes, that's the only place she can stay and be safe and besides that, I want her under my watch. So, yes, I am taking her home with us." Darian declared, his face void of emotions but Lena was truly happy.
"Have you discussed your decision with the Doctors?"
"Yes, they will be here soon to discharge her."
"And her maid?" Lena continued.
"She will come with us. She knows about my plan and she's making preparations for it." Darian stated and she nodded her head.
"Then we need to tell her too," she took Darian's hand and led him to the bedside. She smiled when she was in front of Isabella. "You are leaving here soon and we will go somewhere better."
"Somewhere better, where is that?" Isabella asked Lena.
"Home, we are going to our home."
"Home?" Isabella arched her eyebrows and asked. "Where is home?"