Suddenly I feels something wrong has been going on in my body.I feels so weak and nauseous."Romano, please help me! Romano.""Yes I'm here Irish." He said as he held my hand tightly. "What's wrong?"I felt so dizzy and sick."My stomach hurts, like really bad. Can you please get the doctor? I don't want to die." I whispered weakly. Romano looked at me worriedly."Alright we'll go back home and get the doctor. Hold on okay?" I nodded, feeling tears of fear run down my cheek.I saw him running out the door with the nurse while calling for someone.After a couple more minutes he comes rushing back in the room looking very distressed."We need to get her to the hospital!" he shouted at the nurse who was standing next to me. She nods and picks me up carefully.Romano holds my other hand as we run through the hospital trying not to lose track of the nurses and doctors around us. Soon we were being rushed into an elevator. The doors close and we are off. My eyes are closed but I could he
I screamed loudly as I felt another wave of pain hit me. This time the tears didn't flow, instead, they fell like rain and my heart beat so fast. I tried taking deep breaths in order to calm myself down but it wasn't working.A few minutes later the pain stopped and I finally opened my eyes again. I look at the nurse, who was writing on a chart."Everything seems fine. You should get some rest. I'll be back in a few hours and when I bring you some food and a doctor will check your vitals.""Thank you."I laid back down. Suddenly my body ached. I winced, holding the bedsheets in my hands.I groaned and rolled onto my side. The movement made my insides twist painfully.Romano grabbed the covers and pulled them up until they covered my chin."But you will be okay Irish." Romano keep makes me feel better. And I wanted to believe him. I always did. "Hey Romano?""Hmm?""Do you love me?"He smiled at me, tears forming in his brown eyes."More than anything in this world."I felt a tear rol
"I hope you feel better after that." Louise smiles and stands up."Me too." I reply and she walks out of the room.I lay back down and close my eyes. All of a sudden I feel another wave of pain and whimper. The door opens and a man walked into the room. He was wearing blue scrubs."Good morning Mrs. Romano. My names Dr. Mike, it is nice to meet you." He smiles warmly at me, making him look like a dad. His smile faded when he saw I had my arms under the blanket covering my chest.He walks over and pulls it down. I scream at seeing the red line running across my stomach."Is everything alright?" he asked concerned.I nod, trying to hide the fear I was feeling.I looked away and started to cough lightly.I felt a cold sweat form on my forehead and I shuddered when I felt more pain."What happened?" he asks, looking confused.I shake my head and hold back a gasp."It's nothing, it just hurts a little bit."Dr. Mike frowns and looks at me worriedly. He walks towards my nightstand and tak
"Where do you wanna go?" he asks me."Well, I thought we could take a drive around town until the wedding and then have a picnic somewhere in the woods." I respond."Sounds fun."When we got home I helped Romano carry the groceries inside. We set them down on the kitchen counter and I immediately walked over to the fridge to get something to eat."Do you want anything?" I ask."Just some juice please." He replies.I grab a carton of orange juice and fill up a glass with ice. Then I walk over to Romano.He grabs two slices of bread out of the breadboard and puts them together. I watch as he slides the bread onto a plate and puts a piece of butter on top of the toast and puts the bread into the oven.While he waits for the bread to toast, he pours the juice into three glasses. He gives me mine and one to himself. Once it is done, he puts it back in the fridge and sets the timer."Are you hungry?" I ask him."A little." He responds."Then let's eat."After we eat we decide to go to the p
"Now, I believe there is some shopping I need to buy and I need your help with it." I say with a slight blush.I reach under the sofa, pull out a small box and give it to Romano. He opens it to find a small black velvet box."I knew you would like a little something when we were married." I explain.He smiles at me, then takes the ring out of its box. It wasn't as big as he wanted, but it was perfect and it fit perfectly."I love it." he says as he places the ring onto my finger.Romano leans forward and presses his lips against mine. The kiss was passionate but soft, almost as if he wanted to savour every single moment with me. After a few moments Romano pulled away and smiled at me. He leaned forward and placed a small kiss on my lips. A few seconds later his lips connected with mine once more and the kiss became more passionate. We continued for a couple minutes before we pulled apart and both had huge grins on our faces."I love you." he says.I lean forward and peck him on the
A large staircase leads up to a second floor and as we walk up the stairs we hear a voice coming from down the hallway."What took you so long?" the voice says with annoyance laced in her voice."Sorry. I got lost." Romano replies.She appears from the doorway of the room and makes her way over to Romano."And who is this?" she asks as she motions toward me."This is my fiancée. She and I got engaged yesterday.""Oh, congratulations." she says as she holds out her hand to shake mine."Thank you." I reply as I take her hand and give it a firm shake."Well, I'm sure you want to check in on Romano and make sure he hasn't done anything stupid while you're gone. So, I'll leave you two alone. But please make sure you keep track of my son." she says before heading back into the room and shutting the door behind her.Romano and I make our way over to a bedroom which has three double beds pushed against the wall. Each bed has a comforter, pillows and a blanket neatly folded on it.Romano remov
"Good morning. Are you ready for today?" I ask."Yes. I am. Thanks for asking. How are you feeling?""Much better." I answer with a smile."Are you hungry? Should I make you something?" Romano asks."No, no. I'm fine. You go ahead and make your plans. I will join you when you're ready." I tell him."Ok. I won't be long."Romano stands up and starts walking down the stairs, taking two steps at a time. Before reaching the bottom of the stairs he stops and looks over at me. "I love you." he whispers to me."I love you too.""See you later."Romano heads down the driveway. I stand up and start packing my things. About an hour later I hear voices coming from the front door."Hey, sweetheart. Have you packed all your stuff yet?" I hear Romano ask as he enters the kitchen."Yeah." I reply. "Are you ready to go?""Yep." he says as he pulls a bag of money out of his pocket. He hands me the bags and then gives me a peck on the cheek."Bye."I wave goodbye to him, and once he disappears from si
Romano silences me with a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues collide together as our hands slide their way under each other's t-shirt. We slowly break apart after what seems like forever. Romano leans up so that he can rest his forehead against mine again."I'm sure nothing could make me feel discomfort. I love having sex with you." Romano tells me."Well, then it's settled! Let's go get ready. Then we can enjoy our evening away from here.""Sounds perfect."Romano and I quickly make our way to the master bedroom. Romano helps me out of my clothes and tosses them onto the floor carelessly. He takes one of my hands and places it on his erection through his boxers. My heart races as I run my fingertips over the smooth surface of his shaft. Romano removes my hand from his great package and grabs hold of my waist. He then spins me around and pins me against the wall, holding me against him as he continues to stroke himself."God, you're so hot, princess." he groans.Romano pulls away fr
Today marks the first day back after what happened last week. A lot has changed since then. Since we've gotten married, my mother has completely stopped trying to convince me to marry her son, although it has been clear throughout the past weeks that she hates him. But she has also been very understanding towards Sergio, even if she hasn't accepted us yet.My father is currently living with us, as my brother had kicked him out of the apartment last week. He didn't seem very happy about it, especially since it meant that his boyfriend would have to give up their house to live with him. I didn't mind that much though. The less attention that I get from my family, the better.This morning, I decided to wake up early so that I could get some breakfast ready before everyone woke up. I quickly made myself breakfast and put it in a bowl for Sergio. I then proceeded to walk around our apartment getting ready for the day. I was brushing my teeth when the bathroom door burst open and Sergio ra
"Baby, you know that I won't do that ever again. Never. You know that I will always protect you. Always, always. Forever and ever." Sergio reassured me.I nodded in response."Do you remember when you said you needed a break?" I asked quietly."Yeah. Of course I do. Why? Are you feeling better now?" He asked me, rubbing circles on my back."Kind of, yeah." I replied shakily."Well, it's late and I think it's time for us both to sleep. Come on, let's get up and make some coffee so that we can get some rest." Sergio suggested.I reluctantly opened my eyes and slid out of the covers. I followed Sergio out of the room and we entered the kitchen. We poured ourselves two cups of coffee, drinking them gratefully. After putting the cups in the sink, we carried them over to the sofa and sat down."Do you want to talk about it?" Sergio asked me gently, taking my hand in his."Not really." I admitted. "Maybe later?"Sergio smiled at me reassuringly. I leaned forward and kissed him softly, trying
"Wait. What?" I interrupted. "When did that happen?! Why didn't you tell me that you were leaving? What about us? Where were we during those years? Did I know what you were doing? Why did you hide that from me? What happened between you and my brother?"Sergio closed his eyes."You know that it was my fault...you know that I didn't mean for him to become involved with you. It was my choice to leave you alone. But he insisted that you came back with me. That he loved you enough to be willing to sacrifice everything and everything. I tried to convince him that it was in his best interest to stay away. But he wouldn't listen. He was stubborn and refused to change his mind.""He convinced my father that you two were meant to be together. He told my father that you were perfect for each other and he was determined to get married sooner rather than later. That he would wait until you were both eighteen and that it would be worth it because he was sure you'd love him as much as he loved you.
For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, not saying a word. I decided that now was a good time as any to ask him about his relationship with Sergio."So, you and Sergio....?" I started hesitantly.Sergio looked up and stared at me for a few seconds before turning away, his expression unreadable."Yes, we're together." He replied. "But it won't work out." He added when he saw how shocked I looked. "We love each other, I know that. But you'll never be able to understand us like you do. You don't know everything about us. You've known us for all of a day.""How long have I been here?" I asked, not understanding why we were talking about this. Wasn't that supposed to be my question? I had the feeling that I already knew the answer."About seven days." Sergio replied calmly."Seven days?!" I yelled, surprised. "And you didn't think that it was important to tell me that I've been unconscious for seven days?""We thought you needed time to adjust. We wanted to give you some space to
Tears kept spilling from my eyes as I tried to run harder than ever before to catch up with them. Suddenly, I found myself at an empty street. I looked both ways to try and find any sign of the couple and I spotted a familiar figure sitting under a lamppost a little way ahead of me. I broke into a sprint and rushed towards him. As I approached, I began to realize that the man wasn't wearing a jacket, so I figured he must have been freezing.When I got close enough, I could see that he was looking straight ahead with his arms resting on his knees, completely unmoving. I slowly came to stand right next to him, hoping that he would acknowledge my presence. But, he didn't. His expression remained the same and I knew that he was ignoring me. For a second, I stood there, staring at him without moving, completely dumbstruck by what was happening."Are...Are you alright?" I whispered, afraid to make a sudden move lest he would snap out of whatever trance he was currently in.He didn't reply
"Not really. I don't know. I'll probably just hang out with the guys, but that might take a while." I answered."Okay. I'll pick you up at seven then." He said. "How does that sound?""Perfect." I said, smiling slightly. "I'll see you then.""See you then." He responded, hanging up.I stared at my phone for a few minutes longer. I knew there was nothing to worry about. He wouldn't come to pick me up if he knew something was bothering me. He was just being friendly. After a few moments though, I realized that it was already nine in the morning and that the time to wake up everyone else was approaching rapidly."Great. Now everyone else will wake up." I said with a sigh. I picked up my phone and dialled the number of the person who most definitely was not going to appreciate waking up this early. She answered almost immediately."Irish, I was expecting you to call earlier. Is everything OK?" She asked me."Yes, I'm fine. I just woke up and wanted to check if you were awake.""Ah yes. T
"What's so funny?" He asked, frowning at me."Nothing... I was just wondering why you're behaving like this." I said with a chuckle."I'm not behaving like anything." He protested."Oh please, Sergio, don't play dumb. You know exactly what I mean. I saw the way you looked at me." I told him.He looked up at me, puzzled."Look, Irish, it's not what you think. I didn't mean to stare at you, ok? It was an accident." He explained quickly.I shook my head. "You know perfectly well that you couldn't have meant to stare. Look, Sergio, you don't seem like yourself these days. You look more serious than ever before. And besides, there's no need for you to feel guilty. You didn't do anything wrong."He stared at me for a while longer, as if trying to find the right words to say."I know. Please. I am sorry, Irish. Can we start over? Forget what has happened." He pleaded earnestly.I sighed. "Okay. I forgive you, Sergio." I said, reaching across the table to touch his hand.He took my hand gentl
"Is it okay with you if we go out for dinner tonight?" Sergio suddenly asked, breaking the silence between us."Why wouldn't it be? That sounds awesome." I answered smiling. "What are your favourite restaurant?"He chuckled lightly at my enthusiasm, and then told me his favourite restaurant nearby. After ordering our meals, we started to discuss our plans for tonight. Although we hadn't talked in a long time and neither one of us was sure about what we wanted to do, we still decided to try to spend some time together. Since we weren't going to be able to talk about what we were going to say later, we decided to keep some of it simple. Just a few casual questions about each other's lives. Then after we finished our meal, we would decide where to go next and what we were planning to do for the rest of the night.It was nice spending time with Sergio again. After everything had happened the last time we spent time together, I had missed him so much. He was someone whom I missed dearly.
But it was hard when I could hear him chewing slowly, every movement accompanied with loud chewing noises which weren't exactly quiet, yet somehow they still managed to reach me. And when I looked up and looked into his beautiful brown eyes... I lost control. Every fiber of my body wanted to jump into his arms and run away from the awkward tension that was surrounding us. And I just couldn't seem to resist."Would you like more coffee, dear?" My mom asked.I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the question that she had just asked."Yes please." I responded, giving her a weak smile.She nodded her head and made her way toward the kitchen. I heard Sergio move closer to me and stop right beside me. I remained silent while my mother prepared my coffee."You don't have to stay with us," I stated softly. "We're not forcing you to stay. I can handle things perfectly fine on my own. You don't have to stay."He didn't respond to my statement. Instead, he continued to watch me silently un