Hey you guys, I'm sorry for not updating as much as I want to. A lot has been going on with me lately and I won't get into detail about it but a lot has been going on and as when that does happen, writing is my way of expressing how I feel but that wasn't the case these past few days so my bad. I'll try to put my sloppy emotions aside and work on writing more, pinky promise ☺️❤️
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Diyah's pov:
My heart stopped at the chilling voice behind me. It couldn't be who I thought it was, but it was.
"Victor?" I ask squinting. Even as dark as it was, I could still see the face and body of the father of the man who currently had a hold on my heart.
"Who the he-ll is he?" Comes Jon's voice from behind me. He was nearly breathing down on my neck because of how close he was to me. He was in full protective cop mode as he did often around other men.
"An old family friend," comes Victor's voice intervening before I can explain who he was.
"So answer my question Nadiyah, is the child my son's, yes or no?"
"What is it to you and who is your son anyways?" Jon says irritated. I knew where this was going and as much as I dint want it to, I knew it'd go there.
"Please don't tell him," I whisper on the verge of tears. "I don't want him to know or to add on to his plate. I can do it, I can be a single mother and raise this baby on my own without Giovanni," I say frantically.
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" Victor says calmly. "I have no doubt that you can raise this child alone, you've got the will and money for it but what about when the child grows up and wants to know about its father or its father's side of the family. Then what? Will you deny it the right to know its father, it would be a different story if my son knew about it but I'm going to assume he doesn't kn-"
"Please don't tell him," I say the tears spilling out as I speak. "Please Victor," I say pleadingly. After confessing to me that I wasn't "anything but another cherry popped," it was very clear to me where me and Giovanni stood. I wanted nothing to do with him.
"Nadiyah, you know I adore you and would do absolutely anything for you but this child weather you want to raise it by yourself or not will have my last name and is my flesh and blood. I've already lost my sons trust in me by doing it the first time, what do you think will happen now?" He asks calmly.
"Please," I beg not caring that the cracking of my voice was beginning to burn my throat. "Please Victor just let me do this much for my baby. Please don't tell him," I say my voice cracking.
"You're finally here, you almost missed- Oh wait, you guys are still here?" Comes my fathers voice from behind me.
"Yeah dad," I say wiping away my tears.
"Is everything okay? Did the car break down or something? I can wake up W-"
"Everything is okay, we just ran into each other that's all. It was a pleasure seeing you again Nadiyah," comes Victors voice as he pulls me in for a hug.,
"I'm sorry Nadiyah," he says softly before walking past me and into the widely opened door.
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Gio's pov:
I tossed and turned in the bed as sleep made its constant return to me but stopped midway. I should've known she'd move on from me sooner or later. Why wouldn't she? She was beautiful, smart, and one of the kindest persons I've ever met. I was wrong for letting things get out of hand the way they did, if Kat had just never came back into my life, everything would've been okay.
"You blame everyone but yourself," comes the voice in my head once again proving me wrong.
"Giovanni," comes my fathers voice disturbing my thoughts. He had a tendency of doing that, ruining thoughts and sometimes moods.
"We have to talk," he says closing the door behind him. I knew this had to be something important and as much as I wanted to discuss whatever it was, I had no time. The detective was coming over in a short while and I still hadn't told Kat that Jessica situation. How do you tell the mother of your child something as horrific as that?
"Can it wait, I have a lot going on today with Jess and Kat," I say attempting to raise my head up from the bed. The pain from the drinking I'd done just a few hours ago came back.
He shakes his head, giving me a long state before closing the door and making his way out the door.
After seeing Diyah- my Diyah with the cop, I knew I'd lost all hope on getting her back. She was falling for him and that was clear to see in the way she clung onto him, as if she needed him to survive. With my head held low and my ego burst, I ordered Santiago to take me to the nearest bar and as much as he refused at first, there are many things having a gun can do for you. I need something, anything to get her out of my head and if it was drinking that was going to get the job done, then so be it.
"Why do you torment me so much," I mumble to myself. Images of her enter my mind. Images of her staring at me, hugging me, comforting me with her kisses and her being. For a while I begin to believe they're actually her.
"I hate you," comes her cracking voice with tear strains running down her face and ripped clothes. "I hate you Giovanni," she says breaking down crying. I reach out for her and the darkness she's surrounded by welcomes me in as well.
"Giovanni- Giovanni, get up, there are men here to see you," comes Kat's voice shaking me awake. I sit up and once again the throbbing returns. I scratch my temple and look her deep in the eye.
"Listen-something happened yesterday at the hospital," I say scratching the back of my head. I didn't know how to word this.
"Jessie may have been sexually abused," I add on.
"What do you mean Jessie may have been sexually abused?" She asks with alarm in her voice. "There is no may in that sentence, my baby was sexually abused? Oh my god," she says taking her hands to her face.
"Kat-" before I can finish my sentence the door opens up and my father stands before me with a face I hadn't ever seen on him. Astonishment?
"Uh Giovanni, they're waiting for you downstairs," he says looking between the both of us.
"Okay," I say my eyes not leaving a now weeping Kat. The door closes. "Look, you stay here and I'll talk to the detectives downstairs," I say softly.
"No," she blurts out. "I want to be there. I want to know what animal would do such a thing to our little girl. Why didn't I see it? I'm such a horrible mother," she says throwing her head back.
"That's not true, you're the best mother for Jessie an-" the opening of the door once again cutting me off.
"Why are you crying mommy?" Comes Jess' concern filled voice. She took on Kat's side when it came to her soft heart.
"Nothing baby, mommy is just a little tired," she says forcing out a smile. "Come on, let's go to grandpas room," she says getting off the bed.
"But I wanna stay with you and daddy," she says turning to face me. Her eyes got bigger than usual and I knew what she was going in for, whenever her mother said no, she knew for a fact I would say yes. It's jut the way things were with the two of us.
"Jess, go with your mom," I say sternly. I didn't mean for it to sound so harsh but I didn't want her around to hear our talk. At just 5 years old she was catching on to things faster than I could clap my hands.
She gives me a sad look before stepping off the bed and out the door way with her mother.
I take a deep breath and brace myself for what's to come. After throwing on a shirt, I head downstairs and see the same cop from the hospital and another with his back turned towards me on the phone. Unlike Detective Fredrick, the other detective is wearing cop gear.
"Hey, great to see you again, I'd like you to meet my temporary partner for the case," he say patting the other guy on the back.
"My bad about that, pregnant gir--" he stops midway to face me and his face drops as does mine.
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Suspense b-tches 😈 , update hopefully later if not tomorrow. Anywho, thoughts on Victor, should he tell his son about the baby or should he respect Diyah's decision and stay out of it and why? Also as a mother, should Kat feel responsible for not catching on or was it just something and even she wouldn't have caught on to and why? Lol I'm annoying with these questions, I know I know but I love reading what you guys think and why, helps me as writer better my work. So what do you guys want to see or read more about?