The Guy Next Door

Hit By The Unexpected

"You didn't cook dinner again?  Is a nice warm meal too much to ask for fuck sake." He grabs mommy by her hair and slams her against the wall. I hide behind the corner peaking just enough to witness everything but not enough for him to see me. "I own you, you little bitch. You hear me?" He spits on her as she is curled up against the wall trying to protect herself.

That's how I remember my so-called father. Not much has changed.

I wake up to find myself back in my bedroom, well the one I'm being held hostage in. Giovanni is asleep on the soft grey chair in the corner. I try to sit up but then I feel this hard kick from inside of me. I let out a groan causing Giovanni to wake up on alert. "What's wrong? Are you ok? Is the baby ok?" He makes his way to my side of the bed with a concerned look on his face. He kind of looks good when he's concerned. But no I love Jason and I can't get distracted on trying to get out of here. "Everything is fine, I'm sorry I woke you. The baby is just kicking". When I say this his eyes light up with amusement, almost like if he wanted to feel so I offer. He removes his shoes and crawls onto the bed with me, putting a pillow behind my back to help me sit up. I grab his thick firm hand and gently place it on the spots where the baby is kicking. I just a little at his touch though, his hands are freezing. "I'm sorry, the area close to the terrace there is pretty cold," he says and I can't help but smile a little, he returns the smile. We both share smiles as we feel the baby kick multiple times to Giovanni's touch and eventually things begin to go silent. He breaks the silence and says, " I had a wife and a son before. His name was Matteo and her name was Aria. Me and Aria were high school sweethearts and she promised to give me a son after high school and well she did. But life hits you with the most unexpected things sometimes. Matteo died during birth and Aria became depressed. She killed herself 2 months after his death". I don't know what to say. It explained so much though. Why he cared more than the others, him always checking on me. I want to say something but no words come out so I lock my hand with his so that he knows that I'm sorry for his loss. "I won't let Madalyn or your father hurt you. I want to help you Amber but I'm going to need you to trust me. Can you trust me?" I nod. He then begins to spill everything I would need to know on how to get out.

Sorry on such a short chapter, will try to add another soon! muah<3