A normal high schooler living a normal life. Nothing bad should happen. Right? Wrong. This high schooler gets kidnapped by a mafia. But is it really a bad thing?
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"Hey bitch,
It's been a few months since I've been disowned by my parents. Niroshan has been taking good care of me but he won't let me go on anymore missions cause I'm pregnant. I know it's dangerous but I miss going on missions with my soon to be husband. He's actually gone on a mission right now and I miss him. His missions have become harder and I really want to help but his stubborn ass won't fucking let me. I just finished watching the notebook and it's so cuteeeee. Allie and Noah died together and that's the cutest fucking thing ever. I hope Niroshan and I die together. Obviously when we're old but it would be so fucking cute. Oop speaking of Niroshan, he's here so I'm gonna be a needy bitch. byeeeeeee."
I closed my journal and threw it on the coffee table in front of me.
"Babyyyyyyyy," I sang as I struggled to get up but finally did.
"Baby?" I asked when I didn't get a reply back. That's when I saw him. Blood stained his white shirt and he was bruised and cut badly.
"What the fuck happened?" I ran up to him, cupping his cheek.
"Nothing. I'm fine." He replied.
"You're clearly not fucking fine." I snapped.
"Can you not be mad at me?" He snapped back. There was hurt in my eyes but I quickly hid it when he saw. I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bathroom, sitting him on the counter. I grabbed the first aid kit and started treating his cuts and bruises.
We stood there in complete silence. All you could hear was Niroshan hissing at the pain that the rubbing alcohol caused.
"I don't want you to go on missions anymore. Not for a while." I said quietly.
"Nishani I can't stop going on missions just because you're fucking needy. I'm the mafia's boss for fuck sake."
"Can't you just get one of the other mafia members to do it?" I asked, slightly raising my voice.
"Look. I get that you're pregnant but I have the mafia to deal with. I can't just not go on missions because you need me 24/7." He groaned as I scoffed. I threw the cotton ball that I had in the garbage and walked out of the washroom.
"Why are you so mad?" He asked, raising his voice a little.
"I'M FUCKING MAD BECAUSE MY FIANCE CAN'T BE THERE FOR ME. I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO ON MISSIONS. YOU'RE THE BOSS. WHY IS THAT SO FUCKING HARD?" I yelled at him.
"I HAVE TO GO ON THE MISSIONS BECAUSE I'M THE BOSS AND I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO FUCKING KILL YOU. CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I'M TRYING TO PROTECT YOU?"
"WHILE YOU'RE FUCKING PROTECTING ME YOU'RE SACRIFICING YOURSELF!"
"YEAH AND?"
"I DON'T WANT YOU TO FUCKING DIE!"
"YOU KNOW THAT I WOULD DIE FOR YOU!"
"BUT I DON'T WANT OUR BABY TO BE FATHERLESS! I DON'T WANT ME TO BE A SINGLE MOTHER! I FUCKING NEED YOU! I DON'T LIKE SEEING YOU COME HOME WITH ALL THESE DUMB BRUISES AND CUTS!" I screamed as my tears were flowing uncontrollably. I fell to the floor as Niroshan ran to me, cradling me in his arms.
We never fight like this.
I punched his chest in an attempt to get him off of me but he only held me closer, making me give up. I cried harder and harder, clinging onto him as if I was going to lose him if I let go.
"I'm sorry baby. I was tense and tired because of the mission. I didn't realize you felt like this." He whispered as he rubbed my back. I only cried harder.
"I'm so sorry. I'll stop going on the missions. I'll send somebody to do them for me. I'll be with you and only you and our baby. I'm so sorry. It breaks my heart to see you like this." He continued, pulling me closer and playing with my hair.
I was going to say something but a sharp pain from my stomach stopped me. I dug my nails into Niroshan's back.
"Baby what's wrong?" He asked with concern as he pulled away to look at me.
"My stomach," was all I could say before I passed out.
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"My stomach." was all she said before she passed out.
"Nishani? Baby?" I asked, trying to shake her awake. I picked her up and ran to the car. I placed her carefully in the passenger seat and drove to the hospital. The doctors and nurses took her in while I waited outside.
"She's awake. There's nothing wrong. She just passed out because of the stress. Both her and the baby are fine." The doctor smiled and walked away. I ran into the room, looking at my precious wife.
"What's up with me and passing out?" She asked, laughing quietly.
"I love you." I said, kissing her softly.
"I'm sorry. You just going on missions and having a huge probability of dying scares me. I'm just worried. I really need you and I want our baby to have both of their parents."
"I know tesoro. I won't go on missions anymore. I'm going to spend this time with my wife."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes my love. I'll get Aadithya to go for me."
"No. He has to take care of Arthi."
"Okay baby I'll get someone else to do it." I laughed.
