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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After My little heated argument with the girls everything went smoothly with Angelo's birthday.
He was so happy with all the gifts he got. He played with his friends and spent time with the family.
Mads ended up staying over last night, the little shit got so drunk he passed out on my couch.
I stand in the shower washing my body in my usual lavender and coconut scented body wash.
A tear escapes my eye as I think back to that night I walked in on Greyson and Lacy.
That night was when I lost all hope. All hope for a normal and happy life.
Flashback:
I jolt awake breathing heavily. I look around the room and find myself in a hospital bed.
Next to me lays Mads asleep holding my hand tightly.
The door opens and reveals a doctor. She sees me awake and sends me a sad smile.
"Ms Morningstar. I'm glad that your awake" she nods her head.
I bite my lip not answering her wanting her to get to the point already.
"Right. So you have no severe injuries. Your friends did CPR on you to stop you from dying. I need to know if this was an accident or whether you purposely tried to drown Ms Morningstar?" She asks.
I let go of my bottom lip "it was an accident. I slipped and fell off the edge, my friends didn't catch me in time" I mumble shrugging.
She sighs "okay. Well we need to do some more tests and then your free to go. Do you want me to let your family in?" She taps her clipboard.
I nod looking down and fiddling with my fingers.
"Very well" she replies walking out.
Few seconds later multiple foot steps are heard through out the room.
"What the fuck were you thinking!" My mother shouts.
I don't bother looking up I just carry on looking at my fingers.
"Beasty. Why would you do that?" Dad asks putting his hand on my shoulder.
I flinch away from his touch "no reason" I mumble out.
They both sigh. They continued for and hour to tell me what I did was wrong.
How I was being selfish. How I didn't think about what would happen to Angelo if I died.
I couldn't take it anymore and broke down. The room was silent all you could hear was my choked sobs.
Mom and dad wrap their hands around my body whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
"I want to leave. I can't do it anymore" I said over and over again.
