All Chapters of Our Beautiful Beginning : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

BasilA month has passed since I've rescued Layla. She is slowly getting better. The first week was rough, she would wake up in the middle of the night screaming. The only thing that calmed her down was when I caressed her belly and hummed a nursery rhyme that mamá used to sing to me when I was little. The second week I started noticing changes, she would move here and there instead of staying still like she used to. One time I caught her rubbing her stomach with a small smile on her face. She still hasn't spoken yet.I still feed her by hand three times a day and I give her baths daily. Sometimes I would catch her staring at me. I'm hoping that she's starting to break free from whatever is holding her back."Basil?" It's such a low whisper my ears strain to hear it. Running into the bedroom I find Layla sitting up in bed."Layla?" She bursts into tears. I embrace her, she wraps her arms around me."Oh Basil, it was horrible so horrible." Her voice is hoarse from disuse. We fall apart

Layla"Mr. Drakos, it's good to see you." I greet Basil's father as he comes in, Helios and Perseus trails after him."Kóri (daughter), I insist you call me Bampás, we're family now." "Ok Bampás." I called him."How's marriage treating you? Getting tired of Basil yet? He is the most boring sibling. And you're pregnant?" Helios gestures to my stomach, chuckling I playfully slap his arm."Marriage is good, and you're brother is more than fine. And yes I'm pregnant, with twins if you'd like to know" I said."Shit.""Ignore him, he's just jealous that Basil got the whole package before him." Thalia says."I am not, I happen to enjoy my life not being tied down to one woman and having little rascals running around" He scoffed. Watching Perseus he's silent, just observing his surroundings. Everytime I see him he always has a permanent scowl on his face. He goes to the bar and pours himself a drink, brooding in silence. Thalia and Helios study their brother with sorrowful eyes."Six months

BasilI'm supposed to be getting my stitches out today but I'm not going all the way to the hospital just to have a nurse take them out when I can do it myself. I actually called Andre because no matter how many times I've tried to take these stubborn shits out they won't come out. I'm relieved that Layla's not home, she wouldn't approve of what I'm doing. She's out with Thalia and mamá shopping for the babies."Oww." I winced, Andre pulls on a stitch too hard."Stop moving." He said. He's probably enjoying my torment, watching the big boss babble in pain."Are you almost done?" I asked through clenched teeth. Fuck, this shit hurts. I'm wondering if I should've just went to the hospital, they could've gave me something to numb the pain."There, all done." He finishes, yanking the last stitch out of my back."Gamísou (fuck you), I know you're enjoying this." I said, grimacing."Only a little, afentikó." He laughs. He has the audacity to laugh at me."Are they back yet?" I had Niko, Apo

BasilMy baby sister is getting married to my best friend today. Thalia wanted a quick and small wedding, it's just going to be family. His parents and siblings and our parents and siblings. The ceremony is being held at Bampás' backyard. I wonder if Dante ever told her the reason why he has to get married in the first place, they both clearly love each other, I won't meddle into their business though, deciding to let them solve any issues between them themselves.The music starts playing and Bampás comes out with Thalia, she wears a long sleeveless gown her hairs done up in a messy bun with flowers placed meticulously in her hair. Mamá is dabbing at her eyes meanwhile me, Helios and Perseus act as Dante's groomsmen. Layla is on the other side wearing a light pink fitted dress, accentuating her figure nicely. She's acting as Thalia's maid of honor. Bampás gives her hand away to Dante, departing with a threatening look. Mr. De Luca has the biggest grin on his face, he most likely put t

Layla Being 34 weeks pregnant has my back hurting like a bitch. After giving birth I'm going to put my back under commission because this shit hurts.Basil's at his club right now handling business or whatever mobsters do while I stay home and laze around. Talk about boring, I'm going to see if I could apply for online classes after the twins are born.All of a sudden a smell from the kitchen makes my stomach clench in hunger, Mariah must be cooking.Waddling to the kitchen I see Mariah pull out some type of dish from the oven, smells like a roast of some kind."Mariah, Ti mageirévete?" (What are you cooking?) I know I butchered the pronunciation but she just smiles kindly. I've learned a little Greek the last couple weeks. Basil's a good teacher he's been teaching me the basics, enough to get me by."Ftiáchno kléftiko." (I'm making kleftiko.)"Ohhh, myrízei oraía." (Smells good.) It smells heavenly, it looks like some type of meat cooked with potatoes and vegetables in parchment pap