this chapter goes from past to present couple times so i bolded and italicized the time changes. I hope it doesn't confuse you. Also, this is kind of a filler chapter, sort of.
seven years ago
"Would you like to meet our daughter?" León asked Violetta who was sitting on the hospital bed, resting after finally giving birth. Violetta was visibly tired, but she wouldn't say no to finally meeting their daughter. León had her in his arms, and with extreme caution moved her into Violetta's arms.
"Hi, baby girl," Violetta smiled looking at the baby. "León, she's perfect."
"She is your daughter," León replied.
"It's too early to deal with your cheesiness, mi amor," Violetta replied tiredly, not taking her eyes off their daughter. "León, I think I've decided on her name," Violetta said. For now, their daughter was known as Baby Girl Vargas. For the past few weeks they have been listing names, but now only one fit for the baby in her arms.
"It's a beautiful name," León told Violetta when she told him. Violetta smiled, before the door opened and her father and Angie walked in.
"Ay! Is that her?" Angie asked when she saw the baby in Violetta's arms. "She's so beautiful," Angie cooed. "Can I hold her?" Violetta nodded and Angie walked around the bed, and carefully grabbed the baby from her niece/stepdaughter.
"Do you guys have a name picked out?" Herman asked. He was standing behind his wife, looking at his granddaughter.
"We just decided," Violetta told them, and looked at León.
"Herman, Angie, her name is María," León told his parent-in-laws. Herman smiled, as did Angie, but Angie let her tears fall, Herman didn't.
present time
"Thanks for watching the girls," Violetta told Angie. The girls were sitting in Violetta's car with Diego waiting for their mother.
"It's no problem, Vilu. The house is very quiet without you, Ludmila and Fede," Angie said. "Is it true what María told me?"
"What did María tell you?" Violetta asked.
"Vilu, you know what I'm talking about," Angie replied. Violetta sighed.
"I wanted to tell you guys, but dad, he's still doesn't like the idea of me being engaged to Diego." Violetta paused. "You're not going to tell him, are you?"
"No," Angie answered. "But you and Diego are. Do it before you start showing more, because he knew when you were pregnant with Sofia before you did." Violetta sighed, agreeing with Angie. "Dinner, Friday night. Me, you, Diego and your dad. And the girls, if León isn't watching them."
five years ago
Violetta was laying on her old bed with María. She was watching her daughter sleep peacefully, without a care for the world. At two years old, she will always be going back and forth to mom and dad until she's eighteen.
"Vilu?" Herman knocked softly on the door, Violetta looked at the door until her dad walked in. "Are you okay?"
"I'm surviving," Violetta commented, running her hands through Maria's hair. Herman sat on Violetta's bed. "Do you think we made the right choice, dad? Me and León?"
"For Maria's sake, yes," Herman told his daughter. Violetta sighed. "You two don't want her growing up while both parents are constantly arguing."
"I understand, but it hurts," Violetta whispered, before getting up and running to the bathroom. Moments later, Violetta walked back into her room.
"Are you okay?" Herman asked.
Violetta nodded, "I think it was something I ate."
"Are you sure? Because Olga has never made anything that'll make anyone sick," Herman told Violetta.
"Well, she's been over feeding me since I moved ba–"
"Vilu. Is there a chance that you're pregnant? You're showing the same signs when you were pregnant with María," Herman told his daughter. Violetta remained quiet, and her face fell when she realized.
"I can't be. We didn't even—" Violetta paused, and grabbed her planner going through the dates. "I'm late. I can't be pregnant again. Not now."
"Hey," Herman hugged Violetta as she softly sobbed. "It'll be okay. I'll take you to the doctors office to do an actual test. And we'll go from there, okay? You won't be alone in this. But you will have to tell León if you are." Violetta nodded.
present time
Violetta sat at the table across from Angie, and between her dad and Diego. Gregorio had sat beside Angie. Violetta and Diego had decided to tell Herman and Gregorio about their grandchild, and had Angie invite Gregorio over for dinner.
Olga had brought out dessert, Violetta's favorite, chocolate cake. As everyone was eating dessert, Diego squeezed Violetta's hand and smiled. Violetta let out a small sigh, "Dad, Angie, Gregorio. Diego and I have something we'd like to tell you."
"You two aren't getting married!" Herman answered.
"Herman!" Angie shouted at her husband.
"Dad!" Violetta yelled. She glanced at Diego, he looked angry.
"I'm sorry, but Diego doesn't deserve someone like—"
"My son isn't good enough for your daughter?" Gregorio shouted/questioned. "As far as I know, your daughter isn't—"
"Enough!" Angie shouted. "Vilu and Diego have something important to say. They are still getting married. Just listen to your children. You two are too old to be acting like children." Gregorio and Herman remained silent. "Please tell us what you were saying."
"Vilu and I are still getting married next year," Diego stated, glancing at Herman.
"Dad, Gregorio. Diego and I are having a baby!" Violetta gave a smile with some jazz hands.
"What?!" Herman and Gregorio shouted at the same time.
"My little girl is having another baby?!" Olga screamed from the kitchen before running into the dining room to hug both Violetta and Diego. "The baby's going to be so cute because of you, my little girl."
"Olga– almost thirty– can't breathe," Violetta said before Olga let her go.
five years ago
Violetta knocked on the house she was living in only a couple months ago. Minutes later, León opened the door. He looked better than ever, Violetta thought. Her heart thumped, and she almost couldn't speak. But she had to tell him.
"We need to talk," Violetta told León.
"Where's María?" León asked, letting Violetta walk into the house they once shared.
"She's with Ludmi," Violetta quietly replied. She was twiddling her thumbs.
"You're letting someone else finally watch her?" León replied. A hint of sarcasm on his tongue.
"Can we not do this right now?" Violetta questioned, obviously annoyed. "I wouldn't have came here if it wasn't important."
"Okay," León said. "What is it?"
Violetta sighed. "I'm pregnant!" Violetta bluntly told León. León looked at her like she was crazy. They haven't slept together since— "Do you remember that one night when we tried to reconnect before we decided to finally go through with the divorce. I had finally agreed to have my dad and Angie watch María. We drank a lot of wine. A lot. And we just rekindled our relationship for that one last night?"
"You're pregnant?" Was all that León said.
"Yes, I went to the OB-GYN yesterday and they confirmed it," Violetta said, and grabbed a sonogram from her purse. "Here's the sonogram. I have my next appointment on the seventeenth, you can come but you don't have to," Violetta told him, before walking away.
"Vilu, wait!" León yelled. "I'll be there, but there's something else," León stopped. "I'm going back to Mexico. I got a record deal over there, and it's so much better there."
Violetta felt like she got the wind knocked out of her. There was still something between them, it was obvious. The divorce wasn't something to do with love, it was for María and her not having to grow up with her parents constantly fighting about everything. But León and Violetta still loved each other. "You're moving to Mexico? What about María? The new baby?"
"María was a big part of the decision, so I'll be able to come back whenever I want to. And I can still take her with me during the weeks or weeke—"
Violetta cut León off, "She can't be going back and forth from here to Mexico. I don't want her to have to be living in airports like I did. It's not fair—"
"She's our daughter. And she won't be living in airports like you did. She'll be with both parents and family. Because my parents haven't seen her since they moved back, they should be able to see their granddaughter," León finished.
Violetta sighed, and apologized, "I'm sorry, León. You're right. I don't want to keep her away from her family like my father did with me. When do you leave?"
"Not until the summer, so we can still talk about how we're going to raise María together in two different countries," León said. "Don't worry, we can do this," León encouraged Violetta, and pulled her into a familiar yet distant feeling hug.
So this chapter is a bit long, but its a good chapter in my opinion. It gives a look into Violetta and Leon's relationship.
Do you guys have any feedback?
Also was going to update this last night but fell asleep, and was busy with school today. I dont have anything to say, except hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.