COMMENT
Chapter 33
MATTEO
âYouâre sorry?â I stumble and every emotion there is and even the non existent ones flood me. âWhat does that mean?â
âLet me speak to you privately. In my office.â I donât even wait for him to finish before lunging for him with my fist ramming into his face over and over again.
âWhere the fuck is my wife!â I roar as my body vigorously tremble in rage.
âMy office now! Alone!â The doctor retorts as he storms away, leaving me with my raging emotions. Of course he can speak to me as he pleases because he has a good relationship with my family and he knows I wouldnât do anything to jeopardize that.
I walk into the doctorâs office sheepishly with my eyes boring into his as I slump down on the seat he pointed out for me. âThis is going to be a lot for you to take in but I want you to know that i am here for and with you if you need anything.â He mutters each word carefully.
I offer him a tight nod as I wait for the worst. âYour wife,â he clears his throat. Eyes moving around rapidly but never meeting mine. âWe found seven different DNAâs in her vagina,â he heaves out a shuddering breath and continues, âher anal and her throat.â
Tears.
Pain.
Contusion.
Rage.
1 fist my hair in both hands and my gaze falls to the ground. My feet continuously bouncing up and down nervously whilst my tears drench my
slacks.
âWâwhat?â I gulp down the bile threatening to rise in my throat. âSâsâseven what? What areâ¦what are you talking about?â
I do wrong?! How many more times does this have to happen to the ones I love before itâs over? What have I done?
Whatever did I do
Itâs all my fault. If I had waited, if I had even the littlest patience and heard what she wanted to talk to me about. If I hadnât asked her to leave
the room.
âIâm sorry, Matteo, but those fuckers ripped her apart inside out.â He watches me intently as his eyes brim with tears, âshe came in with fifty seven stab wounds, including two slices to her throat.â I donât know how but my fist rams so hard into the glass table and it shatters.
âHow is she?â My body shakes in fear as that question slips out of my lips.
âSheâs in a coma.â
Oh God.
Jesus
I palm my face, shutting my eyes tightly as my morals grind so painfully hard.
Please, someone just wake me up from this nightmare.
The doctor continues speaking.
g.âwe were able to stitch her up but she needs to undergo another surgery and we cannot proceed until she shows any sign of life and improvement. Weâll get her blood sample in a few hours and test for some sexually transmitted diseases but since
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viruses like HIV and HPV cannot be detected this early, weâll have to knock her up with antiviral injections just to be on the safe side.â
The doctor is still in the middle of his speech when i bolt up from my seat abruptly, running into his bathroom. I shove my head down the toilet as I let go, choking, coughing and spitting out the bile in my throat.
âThis is a joke right?â I break down all over again and I donât care that Iâm being watched by the doctor. âAugusto,â I sniffle, âsheâs my wife for Godâs sake. I shouldâve protected her but I fucked up and see what has happened. Augusto! Everything youâve said is a joke right? Tell me the
truth.â I scream my sob.
âTell me that sheâs okay. Tell me that she suffered a minor injury and will be awake soon. Please.â
The doctorâAugustoâcrouches down and grips my shoulder in a consoling manner. âIâd love nothing more than to tell you the things you want to hear but you have to face the reality. She might not make it and even if she does, she will no longer be the same.â
âOh God.â My fist slams against my tightening chest.
The doctor clears his throat, âMatteo?â I meet his eyes with mine, âIâm really sorry for your loss.â I furrow my brows.
âSheâs not dead yet, Augusto. I snap.
He looks at me confused, âyou donât know?â
âKnow what?â
âYour father. He was brought in earlier with two bullets in his heart. We couldnât do anything to help him as it was already too late by the time
he came in.â
What?