< "When you're feeling nostalgic, don't think of me. Think of the other girl. Remember you chose her. Never think of me." >༺♡༻
My eyes slowly opened and tears immediately fell as I let it sink in. I laid in the hospital bed as my pillow slowly became wet with tears.
A nurse entered with a juice box and cookie and was startled. I'm not surprised. My hair was probably disgusting, I remember putting on mascara today, which is probably running down my face, my nose is all snotty like a 4-year-old child...
You get the picture.
"H-Hi would you like some food?"
I immediately shook my head as I started sniffling like crazy as I kept crying.
"O-Oh okay. But you need to eat so I'll just leave this here." She mumbled as she rested it on the bedside table.
The news was still fresh in my mind and I can't unhear the words of the doctor in my head. I sat up slightly in my seat and tried to reach for the juice box but my hands shook furiously.
I was so focused on piercing the hole for the straw that I didn't hear my doctor come in and close the door behind her.
"Riley," She said softly and my head snapped upwards. "Hi, how are you?" She asked in a soothing voice and I gave her a sad smile as I sniffed.
"I-I'm okay," I mumbled and she took the juice box from my hands and did it for me. "You're still weak so you should probably rest for another few hours." She advised.
"C-Can you explain to me again what happened? I-I was fine yesterday," I asked with a shaky voice and she sat down at the bedside chair.
"Riley, it's just-"
"Can you not like beat around bush?" I said harshly but immediately regretted it. "Please?" I whispered as I looked down at my fingers.
"You had a miscarriage because your blood pressure levels were too high and it was putting a strain on the baby. Now, I know you had some issues with the father......"
This is about the fourth time I've been told and it still hasn't fully sunk in. I only told Gio yesterday and after I got home I lost a lot of blood. Avalon went crazy and called an ambulance.
The last thing I remember is holding her in my arms, covered in my own blood, and my own screams delaying my thought process. It was a baby girl.
"Riley. Riley?"
I blinked multiple times and turned to look at her. "Do you understand what I'm telling you?" She asked and I nodded.
"Can I go home?" I mumbled as I shifted on the bed and immediately regretted it as I stumbled and immediately grabbed the bed for support. "No honey, you need to rest. If you want to stay here tonight, I'm totally okay with that too,"
"O-Okay, I'll just stay here," I sighed as I flipped the wet pillow and rested my head on it.
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"Hey, a friend's here to take you home,"
"Okay," I mumbled as I climbed off the bed, fully dressed and left the room. I ran my hands through my hair and stopped as I saw Gen and Theo.
"Hey," Gen sighed as I walked into her arms for a hug and she squeezed my tight. "You okay?" Theo asked as he pulled me in for a hug and I nodded.
"Ava had to catch a flight out to New York, so I'll be around if you need me," Gen assured and I nodded as we left the hospital and got into Theo's car.
"She didn't tell us anything and said we should talk to you about it," Gen said from the front of the car as I fiddled with my fingers.
What was there to tell?
"Umm Gio and I are done. He got another girl pregnant." I said quickly and Gen and Theo glanced at each other.
"Screw him anyways." Gen said harshly.
"That doesn't explain why you was in the hospital though," Theo interjected. "Does Ava know about it?"
"N-No, I mean yeah, but no," I mumbled weakly in response.
I created a life, with the love of my life. He thought I lied and chose to be a father to another child. One that isn't ours.
Out of everything he's done. That will hurt the most.
That will hurt me forever.
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The Recipe of Us.
Cerita Pendek[COMPLETED] Riley Maddox and Giovanni Russo meet unexpectedly and fall hopelessly in love. Then it ends. This story follows their journey as Riley lives through her own bittersweet memories, from the beginning, until their last moments together.