When V moves away from Italy with her baby boy Angelo she lives a life full of drama, pain, heartbreak but also insanely good times. V wanted to get away from her life in Italy. Promising herself she'll do anything to keep her little angel safe. One...
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Walking through my apartment door I take my shoes and coat off putting them by the door. Walking into the living room I find my little man sat on the couch watching baby shark. That song has been stuck in my head on repeat lately.
Angelo jumps up and squeals when he sees me entering running up to me. I bend down catching him in my arms attacking him with kisses. "Momma I missed you" Angelo beams.
"Momma missed you too baby" I place one last kiss on his forehead before carrying him with me to the kitchen. "Is my baby hungry?".
Angelo nods smiling with his teeth on show. I place him on the counter while I start making him some fruit pancakes.
Finishing off his pancakes I place Angelo in his high chair at the table and cut up his pancakes before placing them in front of him. While he's eating I clean up the mess I made.
After I've cleaned the mess and cleared up the mess Angelo made after he's finished eating. I pick him up while he tucks his head into the crook of my neck.
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I start singing his favorite song and rocking us side to side.
"ya ghayib lih ma tas'al e ahbabuk allly yuhibuwnak ma yanamuu allayl lieuyunik ana bifikr fik tabeud eaniy watansani muhtajik hanbiun tireani tansini juruhi wa'ahzani ana mushtaq lieaynayk
His little finger wrap around my pointer finger. Looking at me with his smile prominent on his face.
ya habibi la taruh baeid ant nasibi wafaqalbi alwahid ant allly biqalbi wallah tafdak aldunya kulaa yay yay yay yay yay
Als ik met jou ben Dan zie ik dingen echt anders Jij hebt mijn pijn echt veranderd, ohh ohh Ik geef niet op Ik geen niet op aan onze liefde Dit is love, dit is love
This moment right here makes me appreciate what I have in life. My little of bundle of joy wouldn't be here with me right now if I didn't go through what I did. He brought the light into my life that I was missing for so long. I only have Angelo left. I haven't seen my family since I was 13 and I'm now 18. I'm not sure if I'll ever see them again or if they even want to see me again. They probably aren't even that bothered about seeing me again.
Mmm, mmh, mm-mm-hmm Oh-oh, my love ga niet weg Waar moet ik heen, als jij er niet bent Oo-oh, my love ga niet weg Waar moet ik heen Yay-yay-yay-yeah, yaaay-yay-yeah, oh no
Finishing the song I look down at Angelo and see him sound asleep in my arms. I smile at him before carrying him to his room and placing him on his bed. Tucking him In I peck his forehead before heading out.
Walking into my bedroom I strip of my clothes stepping in front of my mirror I can't help but break down. I don't know how much longer I can take it. Tears come streaming down my face as my breathing picks up. Looking at myself in the mirror it isn't the same girl from all those years ago. This girl in the mirror is broken and weak. She's been abused and used in ways I can't even explain.
