The chilly weather was not what she had expected when she landed in New York. The clothes she was wearing weren't doing anything for her as she was shivering.She thanked the Lord as she saw Raul her driver pull up to where he was.He had a smile on his face as he came to where he was to take her luggage."Hello ma'am", he said as she opened the door for her."Hello Raul ", Anna said as she entered the car and hugged herself together hoping to give her body some warmth but it wasn't working."It's a little cold in here ", Anna said, and within a minute Raul fixed the car as she laid back and all she wanted to do was sleepShe was working a lot and had but even gotten a moment to give her body some rest. She had classes in the morning and yet again the company needed himShe hoped that Vincenzo was doing well enough to take the reign of the company because it was not for her.She had these things to do and did not know how to bounce off all of them at the same time."How was your trip
The chirping of the birds isn't what woke Anna up in the morning. By the time she could hear the sounds of the birds, she had already been up for almost an hour.The cup of coffee by her side was already cold since it had been sitting there for almost thirty minutes with nothing in it.Her pink robe was perfectly wrapped around her body. Her chin rested on her knees as she stared outside her window.In all the time she had stayed in that house the thing that has lived the most was the few she had from her room.She could hear Vincenzo groaning as he woke up but she didn't stand up to go check on him. Maybe was acting like a hypocrite by being mad after what she had seen the previous night.He had brought her to Anna's bed and proceeded to call her Anna."Anna",h said with a groggy voice and she urged to him look at him.His hand was holding his head like he was supporting I "Am here ", Anna said and tried as much as possible not to come off offers rude to him."When did you get back
"What do you want me to apologize for so that you forgive me ?", Vincenzo asked her and Anna scoffed. "Don't you get it, it's not even about you asking for forgiveness ", Anna said as she placed the bottle of milk she was holding on the counter. "Please help me understand because I do not understand. I know I have been a terrible partner and I am sorry about that .", he said as she moved closer to him. "Am trying to be a better version of myself I want to treat you how you deserve to be treated ", he said as he took hold of her hand and she pulled it away "It doesn't matter if I forgive you or not Even if I forgive you I'll never forgive the things that you did to hurt me. Every time I Look at you I just see the countless number of women you slept with while you were away ", Anna said "This relationship was a business transaction you were the one who made things weird", Vincenzo said throwing his hands in the air. His migraine was coming up and him talking to her wasn't making t
ANNA'S POV.I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face. I couldn't remember the point in my life when I had turned out to be so broken.I was not okay and I knew that but I somehow never wanted to do something about it. It was like I was stuck somewhere and I couldn't get myself out of the mess that I was in.I had loved a man so much that I had forgotten I also needed love. I wanted someone to take their time and know who I was.I wanted someone to look at me and think that I was amazing. Someone who was treated in everything I did like he was still trying to know me.I couldn't even count the number of days that I had slept in my bed crying myself to sleep. They were more than the days that I had slept happily.Was it because I had never grown up with a man in my life who showed me how being loved felt like?Sometimes I wondered what life could have been if I had grown up in a home with both loving parents. Would I have turned out differently?Why was I so selfless?I loved
ANNA'S POV.I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face. I couldn't remember the point in my life when I had turned out to be so broken.I was not okay and I knew that but I somehow never wanted to do something about it. It was like I was stuck somewhere and I couldn't get myself out of the mess that I was in.I had loved a man so much that I had forgotten I also needed love. I wanted someone to take their time and know who I was.I wanted someone to look at me and think that I was amazing. Someone who was treated in everything I did like he was still trying to know me.I couldn't even count the number of days that I had slept in my bed crying myself to sleep. They were more than the days that I had slept happily.Was it because I had never grown up with a man in my life who showed me how being loved felt like?Sometimes I wondered what life could have been if I had grown up in a home with both loving parents. Would I have turned out differently?Why was I so selfless?I loved
Anna's life was a tragedy.She loved too much but there wasn't a problem with that was how love was supposed to be like.You needed to live with someone with your whole being. Their whole existence was supposed to make you feel overwhelmed.She loved it so deeply that it felt like it was a fire and it was burning her up. She loved how she loved and also hated it because there was no way someone could ever love her the way she loved them.It was like she was addicted to the plan. She did not care about the bruises she wanted to be lived even for a day. In that one day, she felt so alive like she had finally got what she always wanted.That one day, she felt like she was alive. She often wondered what it took for people to be so in love with each other that they were obsessed with both their existence.She loved it so much she did not even know how to explain it. She did not think saying I love you was enough. I couldn't express how she filled.A fire burned in her when she was in love.
She did not know if the pain would ever pass. She knew that no matter what happened within a couple of years he would forget about her.She would just be another person that he had met. Someone who had been there for a short while but never stayed.It was different for her. He was always going to be in his life. She was always going to remember him. She could not help feeling a lump in her throat every time she saw someone getting affection from someone in public.She always felt like breaking down every time she saw someone laughing while holding hands. The look of adoration and love their partners would give them.It made her sick knowing she had never experienced that. She had wondered why they got that and she didn't.Was it because they were broken?The thought that Vincenzo was going to be in her mind for the rest of her life was killing her. Because no matter what she did she was not sure she would ever stop loving him.She could feel her heart rising and she felt sick at that
Vincenzo entered Anna's room with his hands forming fists. He could not explain the anger that he felt.How could she have hidden something like that from him?"Why didn't you tell me ?", he asked her.He could see that she had been crying. Her eyes looked puffy and a part of him wanted to go to her bed and pull her closer to him.Tell her that everything was going to be okay. He couldn't though. She had pissed him and he wanted to stay far away from her as much as he could."How could I tell you when you were in the hospital sick ?", she asked him."That is not an excuse not to tell me ", he said raising his voice at her.How could he say that to her though? Did he know how she had been disturbed because she hadn't told him?The thought of him finding out from someone else had eaten her up but she knew even if she told him there was nothing he would do.She had never known if he ever wanted to have kids and all of a sudden she was supposed to go to him and tell him that she had lost
VANESSA'S POV. The silence in the car as we drove over to Austin's house did not bother me. I did not know how I was even going to tell him. I was pregnant.I didn't know how he was going to react. I knew what my choices were but they were not what I wanted. I had never been in such a position before so I had no idea what to do. I had never even thought I would get pregnant, to begin with. I had turned into what I had hated. I had turned into my mum and I hated that discovery. It wasn't like she wasn't a good person or a good mum, she was just sad. She had spent all her life being a mum and I did not want to be her.We were her everything it was as if her life revolved around us. We were all she knew and I sometimes wondered what would have happened if she had never gotten pregnant with me.I always wondered what her life was like in another lifetime. Did she get to pursue her dreams and get everything she always wanted?Was she happy?What did she even look like? My father was th
VANESSA'S POV "Positive "A world that could be so much, good and bad. I still hadn't wrapped my head around it. I stood there like a zombie. I could see the blondie's mouth moving but I could not hear anything she was saying.I felt like I was caged and I couldn't breathe. My vision was starting to get hazy and my legs weaker as I stared at the test that was clutched in her hand.It couldn't be true there was no way it was true.It couldn't be positive maybe she had read it all wrong. I could feel the world closing in on me.I wasn't even crying anymore I just stood there in shock as someone who had found out someone had died."Vanessa ", she said tapping me and I turned to look at her. It was only then that I allowed the tears to flow."It can't be true ", I said amid tears."Baby it's true ", she said as I sat down on her bathroom floor. I didn't care if it was clean or dirty I just wanted to sit down before my legs gave up. It can't be. I couldn't have just ruined my life like t
Tick ...tock.I had a raging headache and I was all to blame. My body hurt and I wondered if I had gotten into a fight. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. Why would anyone open their windows after a night out?Wait where was I?I opened my eyes this time round I did not care if they stung. I was not at my place and neither was I at either of my friend's places.I could feel a body beside me and I was scared. What had I done?Did I come home with someone?"Calm down it's me ", an unfamiliar voice said and I wondered why they would. think I know them.I turned around to come face-to-face with her. Her blonde hair was even prettier when it was in a messy bun. Her button nose sat perfectly on her pretty face."What am I doing here ?", I asked her as I sat up. "Sleeping, what does it look like you're doing ", she said scoffing. "I meant what am I doing at your place why am I not at my house ?", I asked her.I had no recollection of the night before. Everything was a blur a
VANESSA'S POV. A MONTH LATER.It had been a month since it had happened and I was starting to be happy again. I had gotten out of my depressive episode. I was going back to school and I was finally starting to make friends, life couldn't be any better. I rarely thought about him. He had forgotten me and I was trying to forget him. I did not miss him, I just missed some. moments we had.I had seen him around but he was ignoring me the same way I was avoiding him, not that I wanted to talk to him.My friend never mentioned him and no one ever asked what led to our separation they were just glad it had ended.As I stared at myself in the mirror I smiled at myself. There was no way I was going to let a stupid boy make me sad.He had started dating the blonde girl and was walking around with her just like a trophy.He had not even waited for a day to go out with her after we had ended things, showing how much he had loved me.I had lost so much weight in the month that I did not even r
VANESSA'S POV. "You're not being fair you know ", he said and I was taken back a little."Please tell me how am not being fair 'cause I would honestly love to know ', I said."I loved you and you knew that. You are just here talking about all the bad things I ever did what about the good things? Didn't they mean anything to you ?", he asked me."I didn't say you didn't do anything good. Just because you loved me doesn't mean I felt loved by you. Most of the time I felt unlovable, you even told me once during an argument I would never find anyone who loved me the way you did ", I said to Uim and he looked like he was shocked."You loved me in your language or another girl's version. Just because whoever you were with before me preferred things a certain way doesn't mean that is what I like too ", I said to him.Were all boys dumb?I couldn't believe there was a time when I had wanted a family with him. I had seen myself with him for years with kids and being happy in love. Maybe it wa
THIRD POVThe truck outside told him what he already knew. Scarface was in the house. He hated the days when they got to see each other. One could think that he hated his brother but for some reason, Scarface hated Raul more than anyone he had ever encountered in his life including the people he worked with.He forced a smile as he opened the door to the house and he could hear lively chatter from the kitchen and wondered who was in there.He saw Scarface in the living room and there were seconds of silence as the two brothers stared at each other as they both waited for one of them to break the ice.Raul could not blame his brother for hating him."Hello I didn't know how you were coming around ", Scarface said as he shifted from the place he was sitting and his face scrunched in pain.Raul could not even start to say sorry or tell. he knew he knew how he felt cause he didn't. Every time Scarface saw Raul he wanted to rip him apart. There was nothing in this world that Raul could
The smile on her face did not match what she was feeling on the inside. There was a fire inside her that was burning. She could feel everything in her collapsing but she couldn't let people see her like that.She couldn't be weak. She was a woman. If she cried she was going to be branded like a weak person. She hadn't gone through everything that she had gone through just to be called weak.She smiled.Smiled and pretended that everything was going okay cause what was she going to do?Was she supposed to sit in bed and cry herself to sleep? That was like giving up and there was no way she was allowing herself to fall into that cycle.She waited to have that longing to go back to Vincenzo but it was but there. She felt nothing for him.It wasn't hate and neither was it live She was just dining and for some reason that made her sad. He was someone that she had planned her future with. Someone that she had wanted to start a future together with. To have a family with. As she said this
I always wondered what it felt like to have everything you ever wanted. What it felt like growing up in an environment where you were loved.It was an environment where you were allowed to be a kid and do what other kids did. I never had that and maybe that's why I felt like there was something in me that was broken.I had wanted that life too. I wanted to have a mom and dad that loved each other not ones that wanted to kill each other.Was it fair?Was it fair that I was put in that situation as a child? Sometimes I sat down and thought to myself and said maybe she didn't know.She didn't know that any of those things were going to happen but that did not excuse her.Was I being mean for blaming her for putting us in such a situation?I know people said things like it's their first time being a mom or a parent but weren't parents supposed to protect their children?She didn't and every waking day it was all I could think of. The things that I could have avoided if she had fallen in l
Some people are born sad. There's no reason as to why they are like that it just happened. They bruise easily and cry easily. Raul was that kind of person.There was a reason why he was the way he was. He was closed and people found him to be exciting at all.It was hard to be a chirpy person when you didn't even have a childhood.To him, he was still the sad little bit that he was while growing up.I think that it's best if everyone had their childhood while growing up. A childhood where they could play with people their age and not worry about how things were going to be at home that evening.Running around with friends chasing the sunset as if that was the last day they were going to see the sunset.It was so sad not to have that. I wish every child could be able to have that freedom as a child. Not them to have to worry if they had something to eat at home.No matter how much people tried to blame their parents for everything they did, maybe they were also clueless.They were pare