Jessica point of view
I'm taking walk and cold breeze started to hit me. I pulled my hands closer to me wrapping myself and tears are in my eyes.
What I have to do now ? Why can't I think of anything ? How can I raise a baby when I'm not aware of anything ?
Why it's pains ?
Why heart is paining ? I let out a cry suddenly I felt like vomiting I ran to near by tree and started to vomit.
" JESSICA !!! " I heard a scream.
I wiped my mouth and turned.
My eyes widen in shock. Is this real ? Am I seeing the right person ?
Christian.
I seen him stood a meter away from me. He is handsome as always.
He wore his rich suited coat and hair is style combed.
I want to ran to him and hug him tightly and scream to him that chris, you are going to be dad.
But.... No. Not anymore.
I won't let my baby to face the same guns, criminals.... I won't let this all face my baby.
I stood still staring at him and tears are rolling in my eyes.
If I stay here for few more minutes I will get weak.
I'm about to leave suddenly he pulled my wrist. I looked at him angrily.
" You dropped this " He said giving me my phone which I accidentally dropped on floor.
I took it. I'm about to turn.
" How are you ? " His words stopped me taking my step. I took a breath and turned to him.
" Pretty Good without you " I smirked and about to go.
" Don't you ask me why I appeared here from no where ? "
No Jessica, he is dangerous person. He live with guns, smugglers, bombs. He is monster. He don't suit you.
But... He didn't killed my mom. Why don't he admit it all this days ?
" Why ? Why did you came ? " I asked.
He pulled out something from his pocket and showed it to me.
It's necklace which mom gave it to me when she left.
Did I thrown it with his necklace which he gave me ?
I pulled the necklace from him.
It's remind me of mom and small tears rolled in my eyes.
He came just to give me this. I don't think so.
" Hello, Jessica " I came out of my thoughts when I seen Mr and Mrs Peter.
Their are my neighbours and so sweet couple they have a kid around 5 years.
" Hi Mr and Mrs Peter " I greeted them and smiled.
" I'm about to come to meet you " Mrs Peter said.
" who is he ? " Mr. Peter got curious and looked at chris.
" He... " Before I speak.
" I'm her husband Mr. Christian Smit " Chris quickly placed his hand around my shoulder pulling me to him.
YOU ARE READING
Mafia
RomanceMY NEW BOOK MAFIA !!! **18+ Bold read at your own risk ** I'm Christian Smit. I'm 25 years old. I born in a mafia family. I don't think twice when comes to killing people. I have a stone heart. I'm monster. I'm pysco.