Lies

I felt my whole world crumbling right in front of me and I couldn't do anything to stop it.

He lied.

He lied.

Our relationship has been based on lies. How could I have been so stupid? Then it all clicked, the gun I found in his home office drawer in our home. When I confronted him about it, he said it was licensed. For protection. The late nights, secret phone calls, he never wanted me to visit his work because- because he was the boss. 

I was so blinded by my love for him that I never questioned him. Did he ever love me? Or was he faking his love for me too?

All my life all I ever wanted was a normal life, just like my mom. A life without chaos, a life without fearing if I would live to see the next day, without having to sleep with one eye open. But I guess it was too much to ask for. My stupid heart had to fall for a dangerous man, a mobster, a killer.

No. I will not be dragged into this. This is his mess, his life, and I refuse to associate myself with it. 

I looked straight into his electric blue eyes, the same eyes that had always light up at the sight of me, the eyes that held affection towards me, that same eyes was staring right back at me but it's different this time. Those eyes were cold and emotionless, like my sweet Vincenzo never existed. 

I give it to him though, he was a very good actor, he played me good and I fell right into his trap.

Vincenzo stood up from his chair, he took slow and careful steps towards me.

He was so close. Too close. I could smell his familiar cologne.

He reached out and touched my belly, that seemed to snap me back to reality as I slapped his hand away. 

"Don't you dare touch me!" I exclaimed. I shoved him hard, but he didn't budge. 

"Lillian, you are staying here with me. I'm sorry, but you have no choice in this. I know I lied to you, but do not think about yourself for once and actually think about the safety of our child. Your lives are in danger, I have enemies who have been trying so hard to find my weakness and they finally found one and would do anything to get you." He stated calmly turning his back at me.

"I didn't choose this! I didn't choose to be involved in your mess! My baby's life wouldn't be in danger if you were never involved in illegal business at the first place! I refuse to be forced into this! You have no right to make decisions for me!" I yelled at him, tears of frustration running down my cheeks. 

That seemed to catch his attention because he snapped his eyes back to me as his jaw clenched. "I have every right to make decisions for you, because this isn't about you anymore, this is about our son and I have every right to make a decision in his life even if he isn't born yet." He spat out angrily. I knew he was right but I wasn't going to back down yet.

"Oh? Look who is talking about rights. Where were you when I found out about the pregnancy? Where were you when I went for my first ultrasound and many others? Where were you when I needed your support? Where were you when I found out about the gender of our baby? Right, you left. You fucking left without any explanation and you think you can come back so you could be the father of the year?" I taunted with a smirk on my face, I knew I hit home I saw him clench and unclenched his fists repeatedly. 

"Look, Lillian I'm sor-"

"And you think sorry will make me feel better? Unbelievable." 

Vincenzo ran a hand through his jet black hair, I fought back the urges to run my hand through his soft hair. That would be awkward. 

He looked back at me as his gaze softened, tugging at my heartstrings. Stupid heart. "I know sorry wouldn't solve anything but I regret what I did, Lillian. I knew leaving you wasn't the best decision but I had no choice but when I found out you were pregnant, I knew I had to get to you before they did. You are safe here, Lillian. Those people...those people are dangerous, they will hurt you so they can take their revenge on me." He looked at me almost pleadingly.

I sighed in defeat, I knew he was right I've heard many stories about the mafia and I knew how dangerous it could be. Even if I didn't want this, I had to do it for my safety and my child's.

"Okay."

"Okay?" He repeated looking at me expectantly.

"Yeah, I'll stay. But only because of the baby, nothing more."

He looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it. "Fine. If that's what you want."

"Of course, that's what I want." I muttered under my breathe. "Can I leave now?" I asked impatiently because my bladder feels like it's about to burst. 

Vincenzo notices my uneasiness and starts asking questions. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need me to call the doctor? Here, have a seat while I call him." He tried to make me seat down but I pulled away trying had to ignore the sparks his touch gave me.

"No, I'm not hurt. I really need to pee." I said.

He seemed to understand. "Oh."

"Yeah. I gotta go." I didn't wait for his reply before I dashed out of the room, needing space away from him and wanting to ease my bladder too.

I walked quickly through the familiar hallway towards my room. I pushed open the bedroom door as I rushed into the bathroom and did my business. I sighed in relief at the feeling. 

I cleaned up and walked into the bedroom only to find Vincenzo standing at the doorway with his hands in his pocket. "What are you doing here?" I asked him confusedly, I thought we were done talking. 

"I came to inform you that your bags will be brought to you soon. I sent Antonio to your apartment to get them." I nodded my head as a thought ran through my head.

"What about my best friend, penny? Where will he tell her I went to? Can I at least get my phone back so I could call my family and reassure them that I'm fine."

"Using your old phone wouldn't be the best idea right now, so I'll get you a new phone so you could talk to your family. And as for your friend, Antonio told her that he's my cousin and that we are back together."

I knew it was a believable lie but I wonder if penny would buy it. I nodded my head reluctantly, too tired to protest. 

I know it's just noon but I really just want to sleep. My eyes felt heavy and my feet were sore and swollen from standing too much.

I turned to lay on the bed ignoring Vincenzo's eyes watching my every move as I finally found a comfortable position to rest my body. I finally glanced at him, I rose an eyebrow in his direction.

"Are you going to stand there and watch me sleep?" I knew I was been harsh but I didn't care all I want to do is sleep and forget about about this mess for a couple of hours. 

"Right. I'm leaving for a meeting and I don't know how long it will take so if you need anything just ask Matteo or the other workers." I hummed in response not really knowing what to say about that.

"I'm leaving now, bye Lillian." He said, still standing there with a weird expression on his face. Like he was actually waiting for my reply.

"Bye Vincenzo." He left much to my disappointment, I don't really know what I want anymore. One minute I want him gone and the next I want him here. Damn hormones. 

I don't really know how I feel about Vincenzo coming back to our lives. But as I rubbed my baby bump and felt my energetic baby kicking all negative thoughts seems to disappear, all I could focus on was that I was actually glad my baby was going to have his father in his life. 

I always thought about what I'd tell my son if he ever asked about his father, I dreaded that moment. And I really hope I wouldn't be answering those questions in the nearest future.

With those thoughts in mind, I drifted off into a peaceful slumber. Embracing the darkness that surrounded me.