Insatiable Habits

Prologue

💋Prologue Cecily💋

Teseo was pronounced dead, November 22nd at 12:00pm by the medical officials of Ecuador's inter city hospital. And still to this day I find myself mourning over what I could have lost every day. I could have lost my baby, I could have lost my life. Teseo's selfless act saved my life and the life of our child. Reddrick Thomas Elias was born three years ago, three weeks premature and every day that I am blessed to be his mommy, he reminds me more and more of his daddy. After Teseo's death his Will dissolved Vice's entire organization, his family was given a lump sum of money, Santiago was set up for life with his family and I was left nearly a billion dollars and every earthly possession Teseo had listed. In total over thirty people lost their lives that day trying to protect myself and Teseo and for that I am eternally grateful.

Josephine passed away right before Christmas last year, none of us saw it coming, it was as if she just fell asleep and didn't wake up again, the only consolation is that she got to meet and watch her great-grandson grow up a little. After her funeral my mother decided it was time to move on, she refused to take the condo that Teseo's grandparents lived in, saying that she just couldn't accept it. She's really struggled with everything, she never approved of anything that had to do with Teseo, including taking off to Ecuador when I did and when I returned I had such severe PTSD I couldn't sleep and I couldn't eat, I ended up losing twenty pounds, I looked like a rack of bones with a melon under my shirt. The next several months, shit...that first year was terribly touch and go.

You see, Teseo didn't die that day. He was pronounced dead but somehow, someway his heart started beating again. He was stabilized and the bullets were removed from his left lung, kidney and liver. He remained in a medically induced coma for thirty days, I didn't get to see him until they loaded us on a jet and direct flighted us back to North Carolina. I held his hand the entire flight, honestly wondering if he would ever actually wake up and I was left waiting and wondering, dying right along with him from heartbreak.

But he prevailed, he woke up and goodness, was he angry. He was like a snake spitting venom, he was confused and manic, he ripped wires, bandages and IV's from his body, only to fall and fall again when he tried to get up, it took several rounds of sedatives and a lot of time to explain to him what exactly happened, but in the end he came around, he completed the physical therapy in home.

He mourned his grandfather truly, I have never seen this man shed a tear and he weeped, it terrified me but I helped him through it as best as he'd allow me to.

Now, I assume you'd like to know how Teseo is as a daddy....

🔥Prologue Teseo🔥

"Come here now!" I crouch down, rocking up on the ball of my feet, that stern blank look shadowing my face. Reddrick is only three years old and I have to remind myself of that several times a day when I catch him holding a fucking sharpie to my walls. He first startled when I caught him up to no good, then he dropped the damn permanent marker on the floor and now he's frozen on the spot looking back at me with a guilty expression.

"Now!" I snap and his little head drops before creeping towards me, his little lip wobbling. If you asked me 3 years ago how I would have handled such disorganized chaos that; screams, cries and draws all over my shit. I would have laughed and killed them. But somehow watching Cecily grow with our child after overcoming her PTSD and I overcoming near death. Watching her go into labor too early and the pain and fear in her eyes as she birthed our boy into this world, it changes a man. Escaping death changes a man.