Stefano
Beep...Beep...Beep
Beep.....Beep....Beep
I woke up to an annoying beeping to the left of my head, loud snores came from lower down, the bright lights of the room temporary blinding me.
Opening and closing my eyes, made everything hurt, I look down and a forest of black hair pool around my waist with small hands gripping mines.
The first time I smiled in almost four or five months. She laid there, tear stained cheeks and her perfect lips shaped in an 'O'.
In that moment, I forgot all the pain as she woke up. Her big warm brown eyes widen as she started crying once more, I couldn't do anything but pull her into me, missing her warmth and her scent I kissed her lips, missing the feeling of having her next to me.
I was so lost that we ended up, having sex right there, we had to remove the heart monitor thing so we could get it on.
After we finished we having sex, we laid in each other arms, everything felt right.
"I'm so sorry that I took so long to find you" She said into my shoulder
"You don't have to be, the important thing is that you were safe...Shiera....where is she?" I said panicked
"She's safe, she came about three weeks early, looks just like Sean"She said
"I missed the birth of my daughter" I said sadly and she hugged me
"You know what they say third time's the charm" she said with a sly smile
"I like the way u think Mrs.Bessco" I said kissing the top of her head. When there was a knock on the door and she got fixed up and went to answer the door.
When the most beautiful babygirl I have ever seen with big bright smile came in the room.
"Stefano....meet Shiera" Annalisa said as she came in with the baby and placed her in my arms, and when she looked up at me, her tiny little hands, touched my face.
I broke down, I hugged my babygirl close to me and kissed her forehead and snuggled her neck. I don't know how long we were together.
We both fell asleep sometime later, I woke up like a few hours later.
The room was empty and dark, I got quick flashbacks to when I was in the room. I tried to shake the thoughts off, what I went through was only for my family.
The things, the torture the beatings everything was for them. I looked at my arms, the cuts that lined them, from the endless beatings and whippings that I had gotten from the both of them.
I did it all to protect my son. My son Sean was held separately from where I was. I knew I was in a warehouse held somewhere, what I was basically trying to figure out where Sean was being held.
I failed, as a father,as a protector, as a leader. I'm such a fucking failure, the one thing I promised my son,I promised to protect him and I failed. I failed my daughter by not only missing her birth but because I was the reason she came early, I failed my future wife, because I endangered not just her life but the lives of our kids. How could I call myself a man now knowing that I did this.
Sighing deeply I take a look at myself, a broken nose, busted lip, black eye, multiple bruises. My once healthy frame, reduced to mere skin and bones,hollowed eyes.
I looked terrible,I felt even worse. I was pulled out of my thoughts,when arms wrapped around my waist and a head rested on my back.
"When I saw you weren't in ur bed,I thought it was a dream"Lisa said
"I'm here babygirl....I'm here,I'm sorry for putting you through this" I told her as I hugged her close to me
"You did what you said you would do...you protected our family...you NEVER have to be sorry for what happened....I love you so much" She spoke softly,stroking my face but the look in her eyes held so much truth and love that I just held her.
Through it felt like an eternity,we held each other,no more words were exchanged but we somehow knew exactly what each other felt.
A week after,I was released from the hospital cause my bones were healed and I started putting back on some weight.
"Hey baby"Annalisa called from the door
"Your all signed out, you ready to go home?" She asked
"Not without both my kids...we have to get Sean back" I told her
"I'm handling it, I need you to rest up for the fight thats coming" She spoke
"I can't rest not knowing where my kids are" I reasoned
"Shiera is waiting for you at home and I'm tracking Sean, I'm having fun torturing your mother"She said with an evil smile
"Take me to her....take me to my mother "I spoke the word felt like venom out my mouth. She stiffened
"Steph....are you sure?" She asked, worry plastered on her face. I smiled at her while caressing her cheek
"I'm sure baby, I just need to know what she did to him" I replied and she nodded.
We left the hospital, and got into the jeep, she drove silently to a warehouse.
"Why are we here?" I asked confused
"You wanted to see your mother, I've kept her here since we found you, she's in deeep isolation and sensory deprived" she said and I looked at her
"Remind me to never piss you off" I told her and she giggled
"I'm sure you won't do that" She said patting my cheek and walking off. I followed behind her.
We walked into the warehouse,into a dark quiet room. Everything was quiet, you could hear a pin drop and pin point where it came from.
She was tied up to a chair,her eyes had been covered.
"Hello" Her horse voice rang out in the room, but Annalisa shushed me
"Please....please somebody answer me this is too much" she cried
"Wasn't it too much when you took my child" Annalisa answered her voice darker than what I'm used to.
"Please...please have mercy" she beggef
"Did you have mercy when you beat your son, broke him day after day, month after month...did you show mercy to him" She shouted and my mother started crying
"Ppllease I-I had too...if I didn't he was going to hurt the child and I-I-I couldn't let that happen" she wailed
"Where.the.fuck.is.my.child?" I questioned
"He's....".......
What she said shocked the both of us. We left as soon as we heard it.
It was a race against time, to protect him and to get him back......
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Something About Him
General FictionAnnalisa Foster is a 27 year old trying to get over her past demons, from childhood trauma to ex's she's keeping it all at bay, when her life comes full circle, because there's only so long you can run before the past catches up. One such experience...