The Godfather episode 42

🔞 THE
GODFATHER 🔞
( Bounded By Honour. . . )

CHAPTER 43: DAMAGED MEMORIES 1

By; Holland Cisca.

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“What… Did you just say?” He asked.

“Ana’s condition right now is critical. She’s having an internal bleeding and she has lost her memories. Her life is under probability, and we aren’t quite sure yet for her survival.” She repeated in detail.

“You said she has lost her memories? How severe is it?” He asked.

“Not yet sure, but according to the doctor, she has a memory loss.”

Memory loss?

“A memory loss?” He repeated as the words echoed in his head. “I’m on my way.” He said, hanging the call.

“What did he say?” Tess quickly asked. “He’s coming over to Chicago.”

“Oh, thank God.”

Meanwhile, after he had dropped the call, he stood up from the table where they were having a meeting with their father’s lawyer, concerning the Will.

“Where are you going, Pablo?” Fred asked.

“Chicago.” He replied.

“Chicago?” Fred asked. “Now?”

“Yes, now. Some thing has happened to Anastasia, I need to see her.”

“Mr Escobar, I’m sorry but you can’t do that now.” Said the lawyer.

Pablo glared at the lawyer. “And why is that?” He questioned.

“Because this meeting has to come to an end first. Your father made me promise him that this will be done after his burial, but you decided that it should be postponed. And you are not postponing it again.”

“My girlfriend is in a critical condition and you still think this is a lot better than saving her life?”

“As much as she needs you, the empire needs you too. You made that promise to your father before he died, you aren’t breaking it, are you?”

“What the fu*k do you know about my promise to my father? The empire can wait for its new leader, right now, I’m heading to Chicago.” He insisted.

“Mr…”

The lawyer was about to talk when Micheal cut him short. “Why bother yourself about him? You should let him do what he wants. He thinks the empire can wait so long for him to meet his sleeping beauty and return. Don’t worry, brother, as soon as you’re back, you’ll be surprised to see a new leader in your position. Go ahead, travel to Chicago, nobody cares any more.”

Because of Micheal’s words, Pablo stayed back. “You want to make yourself a new leader, huh?” He turns to the lawyer. “Go ahead, I’m listening.”

Micheal was angry at the way he stayed, but he covered it with a smile. “Changed your mind already?”

“Any more words from your mouth, Micheal, I’ll make you talk to your grave.” He warned.

“Who the fu*k do you think you are, huh? Just because father gave you the empire doesn’t give you the damn right to talk back at me!” He yelled.

“You want my respect? You want me to fu*king respect you, huh? Then you should start behaving like an adult.” He yanked back at him. “No wonder why father never told you a shit. You call yourself the first born of the Escobar’s yet, you never knew your father has been living and dying with sickness. All you care about is your selfish gain, nothing else!”

He looked at the lawyer. “Keep talking.” He permitted him to go ahead, ignoring whatever word Micheal would say.

Micheal’s share of the money was the highest, and Pablo was the lowest. Yet, Micheal still envied Pablo the more. The money seemed not to be much of his concern compared to the share of the empire.

Though Pablo’s share from the wealth was three percent lower than that of Micheal, ruling the empire would make him richer. All these Micheal thought of, he wasn’t gonna let his younger brother take his place.

He wasn’t gonna sit and have his younger brother give him orders. If he won’t take over the empire, then he isn’t taking over any thing at all.

“No. No, I won’t let that happen.” He cursed under his breath, hitting his fist hærd on the table. “This empire is meant for me and me alone! Pablo, I am coming for you, I promise.”

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Tessa left home while Bella stayed back to spend the night with Anastasia, hoping that Pablo would show up the following morning. It turns out that Anastasia’s condition was not good news as the doctor approached Bella, reporting a new finding in Ana’s health.

“Miss r-manoff, right?” He asked her.

“Yes. Yes, that’s me. Is there a problem, doctor?” She asked.

“Well, Miss r-manoff, we discovered that your sister’s loss of memory isn’t just what we thought it was.”

“W… wait. I mean, hold on a second, doctor. You want to tell me that my sister’s condition is way beyond explanation? Like her brain is shifted or some thing?”

“It’s not actually shifted but… we thought her memory loss was only a temporal one, but it turns out that it wasn’t just a temporal one… it’s permanent.”

“Okay. Let me get this straight again. Ana, has a permanent memory loss?”

He nodded his head. “Exactly.”

“Which means she doesn’t remember any thing?”

“Not just any thing, but every one.” He added.

“Is there some thing you can do about it?” She asked.

“I’m sorry, Miss r-manoff, all we can do for her is to take her to a psychiatric hospital. Maybe she will be able to remember a few things.”

Bella chuckled. “No way is my sister going to a psychiatric hospital. She’s only suffering from loss of memory and not a psycho issue. As soon as she wakes up, we’re leaving the hell out of here. Understood?” She didn’t wait for his reply, she walked into Anastasia’s ward.

She walked closed to the bed, taking hold of Anastasia’s hand. “Why did you leave? What were you thinking that you didn’t see the vehicle coming? Well, Pablo called, he’s probably on his way here. I just hope… he’ll be able to make you remember every thing. It’s just… it’s just so hærd to accept the fact that… that you don’t remember any one, that you don’t… remember who I am any more.” She sniffed, wiping off the tears on her face.

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THE NEXT MORNING≈ 9:23 AM.

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Bella was returning from the restaurant shop. She left Tessa behind to check on Ana and see how she was doing. Surprisingly, she sees Ana reading a book.

“Hey.” She said from the door with a smile on her face.

“Hey.” Anastasia said, returning back the smile.

“Can I?”

“Yes, sure. Come in.”

Bella walked in, sitting beside her. “Horace Walpole, huh?”

“Yeah.” Anastasia chuckled. “It’s been my favorite since high school.”

“I see. Well, I brought you some snacks, mind for one?”

“What type of snacks is that?” She asked.

“Potato ch¡ps, meat and fish pie. Candies, chocolates and so on. So, which do you want for a start?”

“Meat pie, then fish pie,then potato ch¡ps and so on.” They laughed.

“How are you feeling?” Bella asked, hoping for a positive response.

“I’m good.”

“Do you… do you still remember who I am?” Bella asked, scared she would say no.

“Of course, I do remember. You’re Bella Tempson, why on earth will I forget that name?”

Bella was so happy to hear that. “Do you remember Tessa?” She asked again.

“Who’s Tessa?” She asked back.

No, she really does have memory loss. “Tessa, she’s my friend, the one I brought to assist you in your business.”

“My business?” Anastasia asked again.

“Yes, your business. You opened a new restaurant after Mr Vito Escobar sent you away from his home.” She was trying to explain to her but on the other hand, she was likewise confusing her the most.

“Bella, I don’t think I understand where you’re heading to right now. I mean, I don’t remember starting a business, and who the hell is Mr Vito Escobar?” She asked, confusion written on her face.

Bella sighed. She knew it would take days, probably months to explain it all to her.

“Let’s not go deeper into this. The most important thing is that you are alive, and very soon, hopefully by tomorrow, you’ll be getting the hell out of here.”

She held Bella’s hand. “Bella, I still want to know who Mr Vito Escobar is.”

“He… he is the godfather of the Sacilian family in New York City. He… he is responsible for the death of your parents.”

“My parents, they are dead?” She said, tears clouding her eyes. “My mother, she is gone too?”

“Ana, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Please, can we talk about this some other time?”

“What happened to my parents?” She asked instead. “Why did Mr Vito kill them?”

“Your father made a bargain with him and he wasn’t able to pay back, so he killed your father and your mother, she decided to die alongside your father. He killed her. They killed them right before your eyes.”

Ana slightly cried. The pains of hearing the death of her parents pained her like it was the first time she was hearing it. Maybe it is the first time as long as her brain is concerned.

“I have decided to take you to your restaurant as soon as you get discharged. Maybe, you can remember a thing or two.”

“What happened to me? Why am I in a hospital?”

“You got hit by a car while returning home.” She replied.

“Am I gonna be alright?” She asked again.

Bella squeezed her hand. “Of course, you will be fine. The doctors are doing some thing about your health.” She rubbed her hair gently. You’ll get over this, okay? Every thing is gonna be alright.“

“Why are you talking like this?” She asked. “Did they say some thing bad about my health?”

Bella shook her head. “No, they didn’t. They said you are perfectly fine, that’s all.” She lied.

The door opened. They paused, turning their heads to the direction of the door, staring at the figure standing beside it.

“Who is he?” Anastasia asked.

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To Be Continued…

Who is he?