46|| Francesco's Painting

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I groaned and turned away from the person that was shaking me.

They kept shaking me no matter how many times I said stop.

"Ugh! What?!" I yelled as I quickly sat up.

Asher was there looking at me with a blank expression and pointing to the door.

"I'm going with you today?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes.

He nodded his head and I nodded mine in understanding.

He left me to get ready and I hopped in the shower once my eyes adjusted to the light.

I wore black cargo pants and a cropped but fitted long-sleeve top. I paired that with some white forces.

Once I went downstairs I saw only Asher was there. Everyone else must have been asleep. It was like 6:30 in the morning.

"Why are we leaving so early?" I asked as we got into a grey Mercedes-Benz C-Class.

The car ride was completely silent for a while.

I was currently texting River trying to assure him the week wasn't starting badly.

"Who is that?" Asher asked me.

"Why are you so interested?" I asked him as I turned my phone off and put it face down on my lap.

"I was just trying to see if you'd tell me. I know it's River. And I know you both are together." He explained as he stopped at a red light.

"Oh. Okay then. I'm sorry." I said.

"It's fine. I understand you still adjusting no need to apologize." He explained as he started driving again.

After another 30 minutes we we pulled up to a museum.

"A museum? Really?" I said.

Asher ignored me as we both got out of the car and walked inside.

There were barely any people and the museum was huge.

There were dinosaur sculptures paintings to live painting shows.

"Wow," I said in awe as I looked around.

Asher started walking to a secluded area where nobody was.

The painting was beautiful.

I looked towards the name of the artist.

"Artist: Francesco Moretti"

"I've done a lot of bad things but this was the most beautiful decision I've ever made"- FM"

The art piece was a man's and a woman's hands with their fingers touching. It was absolutely gorgeous. (Photo above 👆)

"Is this -" I started but Asher cut me off

"Yes, this is our father's painting. Francesco Moretti. He was a beautiful artist. Man of few words but all of his thoughts went on a canvas."

My eyes welled up with tears. I had never thought I would see anything of my fathers.

"Wow," I whispered.

"I- This is beautiful. I would have never thought out dad painted." I said as I continued admiring the artwork.

"He painted this while he and Mom were still together. He was madly in love with our mother. Even though I was little I could see the love illuminate from his eyes every day." He explained.

"It's very beautiful," I said.

Now I know where Ace got his love for art from.

He nodded his head and checked the time on his watch.

"Alright, we're gonna grab food then go somewhere to eat it." He turned around and I followed closely behind him.

We stopped at this little burger spot and Asher said he'd be right back.

Once he had the bag of food which smelled incredibly delicious he drove for about 20 minutes out of town.

We arrived at a beautiful park which had a fr families with their little kids.

We sat on a bench and devoured the burgers.

"So, what do you do in the mafia?" I asked Asher.

He raised an eyebrow and looked a bit confused.

"You really want to know?" He questioned.

"Mhm," I nodded my head.

"Alright, we'll do all of the tracking and whatnot. If we need to find a person I'm the one that always does it. Or if we need to hack into a system I'm the one that does that too." He explained.

"Hmm, interesting. Sounds hard." I said as I wiped my mouth with a napkin.

"A bit but not really." He said as he shrugged.

"You cool you know that? Why don't you talk more often?" I asked him.

He started to look a bit anxious and he kept quiet for a few seconds.

"Maybe one day you'll find out. Do you wanna walk around?" He gestured to the park trail.

I nodded my head and soon we were walking in complete silence until I broke it.

"Did you ever hate me?" I asked hesitantly

Asher's face was contorted in confusion.

"No, why would you ever think that?" He asked.

I shrugged and shook my head "I don't know, mom took me when I was little. I just thought you'd be mad because she didn't take anyone else." I said.

Asher closed his eyes for a second and opened them shortly after.

"As much as I hate to say this, Mom had a good reason to take you. Part of me wishes she stayed but everyone knows it was a good idea no matter how much they try to deny it." He explained.

"What were you like as a kid?" I questioned.

"Well, I didn't have many friends. I usually stick by Ace's side. I thought since he was the older twin I had to be just like him. I had to to play football like Ace did I had to always have a new girl by my side like Ace did I had to get in trouble just like Ace did." He paused.

"But- But I didn't have to do that. It was 7th grade when I found that out. I discovered I had to be my own person. I had to be Asher, not Ace. I started finding my own hobbies and my own friends. And the rest is history." He shrugged.

"Wow, I'm glad you found yourself. It seems like I'm still trying to figure that out for myself." I chuckled.

"And that's the thing, it's okay to not know who you are or who you want to be yet. Everyone doesn't have life figured out yet." He explained

I nodded my head in understanding.

Sooner or later we were home.

"Hey Asher, do you think you could show me what you do with the computers?" I asked shyly.

His face was immediately surprised.

"Yeah, of course, follow me." He led me to another office one I hadn't seen yet.

"So this computer I use for tracking, this one is for hacking, this one is just for random information we might need" he explained.

Not only did I learn a lot about Asher but I learned a little about my father. Francesco. I think brother by brother I'm starting to forgive them too.

Hiii, thank you all for the kind words and motivation. Please excuse any errors but I did the best I could with this one. What did you think about Taliah getting more information about her dad? QOTD: A bit silly but do you play Roblox? Me? Yesss! Don't forget to VCF!

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