Athena's Family "The Hispanic Mafia" had put her through hell since a really young age up until she finally decides to run away and all that while pregnant.
Set forward three years later , Athena is on the run with her son jumping from city to city...
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i cant do this anymore.
i'm constantly being watched, i feel them everywhere i go, anywhere i am, they are too.
it's getting too much for me, especially since Elijah has been begging me to take him to the park and the zoo again.
how can i take him out when i have people watching my every step? i cant risk his life over mine. it's me over him.
i haven't been to the coffee simply because i got two weeks off, which i fucking needed badly.
i took care of elijah and now he is all healthy, i missed seeing him roam around the apartment while he giggled to himself. fuck i might cry again, i love him so much.
"elijah please slow down you will fall" i call out from the kitchen, i was cutting some fruits so we could dip them in chocolate and enjoy them but elijah was making me anxious as he kept jumping from the couch and stairs.
just when i was about to call him again i hear a loud thud and a cry. fuck fuck fuck i knew it i fucking knew it.
"elijah!" i gasp and ran as fast as i could, to the loud noise only to find him on the floor crying his eyes out. taking him into my arms, i hug him tightly to my chest and start to rock us slowly while walking around our apartment.
in a couple of seconds his cry got quieter and his breathing started to get to its normal pace making me sigh in relief, soft sniffles and quite whimpers left his nose and mouth as i rubbed his head, the same spot he hit when he fell on, he dived in head first.
a bit funny..
"are you okey baby?" i whisper as i place the ice pack gently on his head making him flinch against me, "it's okey amore it's just mommy mhm it's gonna help your boo boo" i tell him gently and he immediately relaxed on my chest. taking it as my chance, i slowly lean back into the couch and lay him down on my chest.
gently i put the ice pack against his head and admired our apartment that had come together in the last few months, it's definitely starting to look more like our home. i take a quick glance at elijah only to find him open mouthed and fast asleep, letting out i quite chuckle i lean forward and put the ice on the table before laying us back on the couch and pulling a duvet over us.
i close my eyes with a sigh and pull Elijah closer to my chest, and before i even knew it sleep had taken over me, fully.
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i watch my dad circle around me in the basement, i was chained to the chair in the middle of the room, i had nothing on besides my underwear.
"dad" i shakily say.
"don't fucking call me dad athena!" he screams making me shake and whimper in fear.
"i'm so so so sorry stephano i'm sorry!" i cry to him, please dad please feel bad and let me go.
