All Chapters of A MAFIA LOVE STORY : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kalia.I saw Eric immediately and our eyes locked as I ran towards him and straight into his arms. As soon as he held me, my whole body melted and I started sobbing uncontrollably, and he let me do it.I don't know how long we stayed that way before we finally left, his car was waiting fully loaded with all my suit cases." Where to pretty woman?" Eric said jokingly as soon as we got into the car."Is that even a real question, the hospital ofcourse. I want to see dad.""Do you know what time it is Kalia?" he said shocked, looking at me like I had lost my mind or something."I know and I don't care, I will sit there until he wakes up." i said, meaning every word."The hospital it is." we drove in silence for a few minutes and I actually appreciated the silence, but he must have been reading my thoughts because he started talking."So what happened? Why are you here and alone also?""What do you think Eric?" I asked looking at him, my blood boiling as it hit me she had gotten to him to

37.Kalia. Nausea. I stood by the sink, my fingers absent mindedly tracing the rim of my cup of coffee. I had no idea how long I had stood there, but now the coffee that was once sizzling hot was barely warm. I normally love the smell of freshly brewed coffee but for some reason this morning, the smell 9f it was turning my stomach. But maybe it was because I was anxious and worried about Jake, he had not been home for a week now. The nausea had been gnawing at me all morning, an insistent, low hum that made me feel out of sync with my surroundings. My head felt foggy, like i was on the brink of something, but couldn't quite grasp it. This wasn't the first morning i had felt off, though. For the past week, I had noticed an unusual heaviness, a persistent unease. Initially, I had brushed it off as stress from everything I was worried about. It had been a week and there was no progress for my father's sickness, and then there was Jake, I had not talked to him at all for a week now a

Maya.It had been atleast a few hours since Kalia left. The guilt was killing me. Sitting there, wondering if she was okay. She never even mentioned where she was going, not that we deserved to know anyway after how we had treated her. I had tried calling her phone several times, but it kept on going to voice mail. I sat in the living room in silence, tears threatening my eyes. What had I done.I looked over my mother who seemed like she had just lost a child."I knew she couldn't be trusted from the word go, I knew it." she said painfully as she sat down across from me."Mom, please don't.." i started, but she held her hands up, to stop me."Maya, don't even think about making excuses for her anymore. She betrayed us. I highly doubt that baby is Jake's either""Mom none of this is true, none of it." i blurted out, I couldn't take it anymore.I had wanted a sister for the longest time, a friend I could confide in and I had finally found that in Kalia, and now she was gone.Her face

Jake. I knew having that conversation was not going to end well, I didn't want to have the conversation but Kalia always knew how to push my limits. I was about to follow her when my phone beeped, it was from Paul. He knew I was at the hospital and he was not supposed to call unless it was an emergency, so I knew it must have been an emergency. I sat back down and dialled his number, he picked on the first ring. "Hey, Paul." I said, "What's going on?" "It's your father Jake, he is gone." my whole body froze at the mention of my dad. I had not seen that man for almost over a year, he always tried to reach out to me, wanted to talk, but I had no interest. I sat there my whole body suddenly cold. "Jake, are you there?" Paul said bringing me back to reality. "Yes," I said, trying to control my voice, "How did he die?" I finally asked through my crooked voice. I never had imagined over the years, what would happen if my father died especially the early years, but nothing really e

Naima. I was certain she had seen me, our eyes met or maybe I was imagining it. The last thing I needed was for Kalia to find out I was in bed with Eric, her best friend. I sat at the kitchen table, my hands curled around a mug of tea that had long gone cold. The quiet hum of the refrigerator was the only sound in the room, but my mind was louder. A familiar unease had settled in my stomach, one I had come to know well over the past year, ever since my daughter Bella died. What was she doing here? At this hour? They had been talking in that car for a while now, and I was dying to know what they were talking about.I had loved Jake, he meant the world to me and no matter how many fights we had, how many times we broke up, we always found our way back to each other. I had thought that was, what was going on during our last break after we lost Bella. I was the one that initiated the break, I needed time to heal and mourn my daughter, but I never expected him to move on, love someone