La Famiglia by Sienna Mynx

La Famiglia by Sienna Mynx

Author:Sienna Mynx
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: The Divas Pen LLC
Published: 2014-01-21T06:00:00+00:00


Catalina watched Marietta storm off. “That one is strange.”

“What happened?” Mira asked. “She looked like she’d been crying.”

“She has!” Catalina walked in. She dropped her bags by the sofa. She looked to the television. “Who is playing?”

“Wait!” Mira dismissed the soccer game. “What is wrong with Marietta?”

“Calm down, Bella. It’s not your business,” Giovanni said.

“Catalina?” Mira insisted. “What’s wrong with her?”

“Sick. Said her stomach hurts or something. She then started crying about it in the car. Like a baby.” Catalina shrugged her shoulders.

“Go get Carmella, have her fix her something. Make sure she is okay,” Mira said as if she were going to rise. Giovanni stopped her. Catalina rolled her eyes. She was not about to chase down Carmella. She was exhausted. Besides she had resisted the urge all day to keep from crying herself. “She’s fine, Mira. She wanted to lie down. I’ll have Carmella check on her in a minute.” Catalina yawned.

Her reply settled Mira. The Argentinians scored and Giovanni cursed loudly.

Catalina plopped down on the sofa. “What’s the score?”

* B *

Marietta shut the door to her room. She braced her back against the door and dragged down deep gulps of air. Her eyes brimmed with tears of frustration. Her lips clamped down on the sob that shook her entire body. Marietta closed her eyes shaking her head no.

“Marietta?”

Frightened to paralysis, her only option was to hug her knees and pray to disappear. She kept her face buried and eyes tightly squeezed shut. Her butt hurt and the back of her thighs stung with heat and pain from her spanking. She was only four. The beating her father gave her was the meanest she could recall.

“Marietta it’s me, come out please.” A soft voice whispered close enough for her to know her hiding spot had been found. She lifted her eyes above her knees. The closet was her punishment. She was sometimes locked away for hours in it. But her father had forgot to lock her in this time. She escaped and hid in the toy chest in her room. For her mother to come for her so soon had to be because her father was gone or asleep from too much drinking.

“Mama?” Marietta asked.

“Yes, sweetheart.” The lid to the chest lifted. “Come out. Come…” her mother reached in for her.

Marietta raised her arms and was lifted out of her safety zone. She had soiled herself. Surely if her father knew he’d punish her again. He was so angry that she knocked over his chess pieces when she bumped the table while chasing her puppy. Her mother swept her into her arms and brought her to her breasts. “Chiedo scusa. Sono molto dispiaciuta. I’m so sorry I can’t protect you,” she wept.

Marietta clung to the only mother she’d ever known. “Why does Daddy hate me?”

“It’s your mother’s fault. Your real mother,” Teresa Leone said. Marietta could not process the news that she had another mother who cursed her with brown skin and the rage of her father. Her face lifted from her mother’s breast.



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