I woke up after 2 days of sleep in the hospital. They took out the bullet and stitched me up. I was going to be fine but I had to keep some rest for the upcoming month. Gio has been very worried about me. He hasn't left me alone since he found me in my father's house after I was shot. He got my phone call, though. He tracked me down with the chip he placed on my phone. I didn't know that. And after I passed put the paramedics brought me to the hospital for surgery. They cleaned my wounds I got from my father and put a cast on my wrist because I sprained it.
It has been two days since I've been discharged from the hospital. Giovanni's brothers and Camilla has been keeping me company me non-stop. Camilla has recovered from her wounds. There were still some bruises left on her body, but she didn't have any major wounds. I was glad about that. It was my goal to protect her from the beginning when I went into that house. And I succeeded. They found the woman named Priscilla in the basement later. She has been locked up there for hours. Camilla told me the woman helped her, she gave her food and cleaned her wounds. She did what she could. She was just another victim of my father.
I didn't know what to say.What would he want me to say?Should I be excited?
G R A C E P O VWe stood in front of the big mansion of 'Family Antoïni' in Italy. My legs were shaking, my hands were clammy and my body was sweating like I was walking through a desert. I felt like dying.
It has been three weeks since we visited my dad in Italy. I already missed him and Elena, they were both simply amazing.Camilla and I were hanging out today. She told me to meet her in her room upstairs. All Gio's brothers and Camilla had their own room in the mansion. Camilla's room had pink wallpaper and a white floor. The floor was soft like a carpet and felt insanely nice under your feet. Her bed was super big and stuffed with purple and pink pillows. She had a hang out place where stood tw
It's been two days since I've known I'm pregnant. Giovanni was waiting downstairs for me, I told him I wanted to 'Netflix and chill' this evening.I walked into the living room where Gio was already waiting for me. He had dimmed the lights and laid blankets on the couch. There were brownies, cake, and much more food on the table in front of it. Gio was sitting on the ground with his pajama pants on and a black shirt. He was looking through the movies on Netflix and stopped my 'tangled'.
3 years later.G I O V A N N I P O V'Grace?' I shouted.
I was running down the streets as hard as I could. My legs hurt like they were being stabbed every second, and believe me, I knew how that felt. My lungs felt like they were on fire, and couldn't get any more oxygen in them. My breath came out fast and formed little clouds in front of my face. I felt the air leave my lungs as my body fell to the floor. My knees banged against the floor and my head felt with a loud thud onto the floor. My sight became blurry and my hands shot out to try and find something to steady myself with. I felt leaves and little stones on the tips of my fingers but didn't find anything useful.
I was here for two days. Locked in a room with a bed and a fucking toilet. So, if I had to take a shit, I had to do it next to my bed. And god, that isn't an amazing smell. So, I tried to get someone's attention by banging on the door, and ask them if I could go to the toilet. But no one responded.They didn't give me any food. Or anything else. The night the men found me they knocked me unconscious, and the next morning I was in this little room, with a bed that felt like I was lying on needles
3 years later.G I O V A N N I P O V'Grace?' I shouted.
It's been two days since I've known I'm pregnant. Giovanni was waiting downstairs for me, I told him I wanted to 'Netflix and chill' this evening.I walked into the living room where Gio was already waiting for me. He had dimmed the lights and laid blankets on the couch. There were brownies, cake, and much more food on the table in front of it. Gio was sitting on the ground with his pajama pants on and a black shirt. He was looking through the movies on Netflix and stopped my 'tangled'.
It has been three weeks since we visited my dad in Italy. I already missed him and Elena, they were both simply amazing.Camilla and I were hanging out today. She told me to meet her in her room upstairs. All Gio's brothers and Camilla had their own room in the mansion. Camilla's room had pink wallpaper and a white floor. The floor was soft like a carpet and felt insanely nice under your feet. Her bed was super big and stuffed with purple and pink pillows. She had a hang out place where stood tw
G R A C E P O VWe stood in front of the big mansion of 'Family Antoïni' in Italy. My legs were shaking, my hands were clammy and my body was sweating like I was walking through a desert. I felt like dying.
I didn't know what to say.What would he want me to say?Should I be excited?
It has been two days since I've been discharged from the hospital. Giovanni's brothers and Camilla has been keeping me company me non-stop. Camilla has recovered from her wounds. There were still some bruises left on her body, but she didn't have any major wounds. I was glad about that. It was my goal to protect her from the beginning when I went into that house. And I succeeded. They found the woman named Priscilla in the basement later. She has been locked up there for hours. Camilla told me the woman helped her, she gave her food and cleaned her wounds. She did what she could. She was just another victim of my father.
I woke up after 2 days of sleep in the hospital. They took out the bullet and stitched me up. I was going to be fine but I had to keep some rest for the upcoming month. Gio has been very worried about me. He hasn't left me alone since he found me in my father's house after I was shot. He got my phone call, though. He tracked me down with the chip he placed on my phone. I didn't know that. And after I passed put the paramedics brought me to the hospital for surgery. They cleaned my wounds I got from my father and put a cast on my wrist because I sprained it.
Fifteen minutes later I arrived at my childhood house. It was old, ugly and abandoned. The wood has rotten away and broken off at some points. It looked like a hell hole, to be short.I pulled out my phone and dialed Gio's number and pressed call. I put my sound on zero so that when he wouldn't hang up my father wouldn't know I was 'calling' my boyfriend for help.
It was Sunday morning and Gio was out for the day. He had to leave the house and go to the family business somewhere in town.I didn't even know they have a family business...Back to the point, everyone was out and I had the house all to my own fo