Chapter 56

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Zeniyah

I ran to the front of the house wincing at the rocks dig into my bare feet, I get to the front and hear the gate opening making me run quickly and duck behind a big Land Rover. A car drives in and the engine doesn't turn off    but I hear footsteps from behind me as someone leaves the house walking to the car, 

"The timer's started we have 5 minutes," I hear a voice say it sounds familiar but they're too far to hear. I try inching closer without making noise

"What the hell do you mean the timer's started WHERE IS SHE?!" another voice says and I freeze immediately recognizing it, I wait to be sure not knowing if it's just my mind playing games

"Malik we did a complete sweep of the place 3 times plus we were told Niyah wouldn't be arriving until later," I hear Sandro say making me and stand up. I step out from behind the car running to them as well as I can with the gravel stabbing my feet, 

"Malik?!" I say making him spin around towards me. 

"Malik!" I yell again running into his arms, he pulls me into his hold hugging me tightly holding my head against his shoulder

"You're here, you're really here," I hear him whispering over and over. I pull away from him seeing Giovanni staring at me with tears in his eyes. I jump into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist and he hugs me tightly, 

"Princess, I-I miss you so much," he says making me sob into his neck. He puts me down looking at me to see if I'm ok before giving me his suit jacket. Sandro and Tony hug me too before Tony says, 

"Shit guys we have 2 minutes we need to move, NOW the explosion could kill us from here," we quickly pile into the car before I remember something 

"Wait guys Riccardo's coming," I say frantically 

"Who the hell is Riccardo," Giovanni says looking at me

"He's Lorenzo's little brother," I say 

"Oh you must've lost your damn mind," Malik says looking at me like I'm crazy "Did you develop Stockholm syndrome or something?" 

"Malik he's the one who freed me," I say to him

"How old is he?" Giovanni asked 

"Seventeen," I say and Giovanni looks at Malik who shrugs. 

"Guys 45 seconds we have to move, I'm sorry Niyah," Tony says starting the car and moving it at full speed towards the gate, I look back at the house and I don't see Riccardo leaving. 

"Common Riccardo," I whisper crossing my fingers. The house starts to disappear from my eyesight but I continue praying harder. Suddenly explosions start like fireworks but louder, one after the other letting a huge flash of firelight the sky, the fire reaches the cars I assume and they begin exploding as well. Soon all I can see is the fire in the distance. 

"Niyah you ok," Malik says placing a hand on my shoulder, I look at him and nod even with the headache building behind my eyes, I nod. 


Giovanni

I watch Niyah as she leans on Malik's chest, I resist the urge to reach for her, I want her in my arms so bad, my skin itches because she's so close and I can't hold her. Her eyes are closed but I can tell she's awake. We're driving out of Ohio and into Pennsylvania to be safe, then we're going to the nearest hospital, I'm itching to know how our unborn baby is doing. 

We pull up to the hospital after about an hour, I help Niyah out of the car and we walk in the hospital getting many stares since she was half-naked and barefoot. I quickly get us a room and as for a full exam along with an ultrasound. All the tests are complete and we sit waiting to get the results. 

Sandro stepped out to call Alex since she was too shaken up to come along, while Tony and Malik go buy food since Niyah said she was starving and wouldn't settle for anything less than the best food around. Niyah's currently in the bathroom and I'm on the chair near her bed waiting for her. She walks out in her hospital gown and climbs into the bed. 

"How are you feeling?" I ask her and she looks at me with those beautiful eyes that hold so much emotion 

"Hungry, Tired, In Pain, and a bit scared," she says 

"Why are you scared? No one in the house survived," I tell her assuringly

"Yeah but what if this is the rest of our lives, constantly being on high alert, running, hiding, what if this happens to my baby one day," she says making me frown

"Niyah I know you don't want to hear this but even if I was to quit everything today, there's no guarantee we'll suddenly be safe, the only thing I can promise you is I would put a bullet through my head before I'd let anyone hurt my family, and you Niyah are my family, you're my home," I say to her pouring my heart out

"I understand, and I accept that ok, I just want will always worry," she says sadly

"Then I'm working all the harder to ease your worries," I say placing my hand on her cheek, she leans into my hand making me smile

The doctor walks in interrupting us and making us both turn to her holding hands as we wait for the results. 

"Ok Mrs. Russo," the doctor says to Niyah making her look at me and I grin sheepishly. 

"You have another slight concussion unfortunately and according to the scan there's some internal bleeding so we'll have to monitor that closely," she says making me clench my jaw

"I'm going to kill Lorenzo," I growl out 

"Too late," Niyah giggles making the doctor raise her brow. 

"Ok your blood tests say your iron is still a bit low so I'm prescribing some pills," she says 

"As for your baby um..." she says flipping through some charts 

"Spit it out already!" I snap making her flinch and Niyah slaps my arm

"Well your baby is healthy and well but a bit small for 3 months, you've completed the first trimester which reduces your chances of miscarriage by a lot," she says making us both exhale. 

"Do you know the gender," Zeniyah asks 

"Well the baby's a bit too small right now to tell, also its positioning is a bit awkward, you need to increase your protein intake by a lot so the baby doesn't end up too small for the dues date. Ok?" she says and we both nod as I make mental notes for everything. 

She walks out and we sigh relaxing for the first time in a while. Before Malik walks in with food in his hand but a serious face, "We need to talk," he says, making me frown

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