𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀

01 | GROOVY BABY

𝟎𝟏 | 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐕𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘
LITERALLY

I instantaneously wake up in my bed. I massage my head, gasping at the sudden pain. As I slowly get out of bed I rub my eyes out while making my way to the bathroom. Stopping at the mirror, I look at my shitty self. "This is ridiculous," I sight, picking my toothbrush and pasta up, before bringing them to my mouth.

As I'm brushing my teeth I try and think back to the night before. Why do I keep getting blackouts? It takes a while before I finally remember yesterday evening. I got a positive pregnancy test. And without noticing it, my toothbrush falls out of my mouth, into the sink.

My hands quickly reach for the sink, demanding support. My knuckles get white from all the pressure I give into this sink. I look back into the mirror. My face is full of tears, and I don't even know why.

I sink to the ground, my knees at eye-level and arms embracing both my legs as my head is covered by my legs. I do regret going to bed with that dude that night, but.

Would I hate becoming a mother?
I don't know. I couldn't know. I'm no mother, not yet.
So, why am I crying?
Shouldn't I be happy?
But I'm only a child myself.
Do I need to quit what I'm doing?
But I love my job.

I keep sitting like that for a while. I don't know how long it takes for me to finally get up and get my shit together. I'm becoming a mother. So, what? The only thing I'm getting from it is more love. So, no reason to let out useful tears. All I'm doing right now is wasting them.

I step into the shower and let the warmth of the water calm me down.

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I walk myself into the living room. Although I just had a shower I could still feel the headache burn in my brain. I grunt quietly as I close my eyes for a second. Thankfully my parents are too busy focussing on their problems that they don't notice it.

I approach the eating table and sit in my usual spot. My parents keep talking in the background, I just wish they'd stop and the headache would reduce.

"Please be quiet, I can't even hear myself losing the will to live," I whimper. Suddenly they're both quiet and I peacefully drop onto my seat. "Thank you," I whisper, closing my eyes whilst doing so. As I try and rest in peace I can feel their eyes burn into my skin.

I sigh before opening my eyes and sitting straight, starting with my eggo. "What," I snap at them. "Honey, how are you doing?" Mother casually asks me. I give her a curious-looking face, putting the little eggo in my mouth.

"You know, with the whole human in your belly hassle," father continues. I look from my mother to him and just shrug my shoulders, staying silent.

"Me and your mother we're thinking and, maybe it's better for you to take a long and peaceful break from all the, you know, violence stuff-"

"What?" I interrupt him, taking the waffle out of my mouth.

"It's just temporary, we know how much you love this life but, it's the best option, for the both of you," mother advises me. "I don't want it," I state, going back to my breakfast. "Carissima-" father tries. "No. I don't want it, I'll stop whenever I want to stop, you don't need to tell me what to do with my life," I claim.

"Alright, we heard you, and we will respect your opinion. But, Bella, know that we just want what's best for you," mother proclaims. "I know, I know. But, I'm sixteen mom, I know what's best for me," I respond.

"Still, I scheduled an appointment with Doctor Wilston for tomorrow morning, I'll expect you to be there with us," she announces.

I just nod as we awkwardly go on with our breakfast.

"Today's plan is still on the go. I'll see you guys later," I tell them when I'm ready with my food. "Don't forget your earpiece," father shouts when I go up the stairs. "Got it," I shout back.

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"Keep contact with Antonio, he's the one going with you inside that building. In the meantime, I and dad will get rid of the guards in the back area, so don't you worry about them, we will handle that." mother continues. "Got that?" father asks as I just nod while silly adding "Roger, roger,". "Bella, wait," he pulls my arm right before I leave the van.

"No games today, this is a perilous task. One stupid leg in the wrong direction and your leg's gone." he declares. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know," I sarcastically perceive. He just lets out a big sigh before letting go of my arm as I make my way to the outside world.

"Alright Antonio, let's do this," I tell him, accepting the revolver in his hands. As he watches the security cams on his tablet we make our way to the gorgeous building. At a certain point, he puts his right arm in front of me, making me stop right in time. "That's far enough," he orders.

"Good enough big man, where to?" I ask him, looking at the tab in his hands. "Ok so, there are three cameras located in the front. If you go sideways through the bushes you may get lucky enough not to be seen," he explains.

"That won't be a problem, what's next?" I ask him. "You'll find a tablet once you get inside. It basically has a math problem on it that you have to solve so-" he continues as I interrupt him. "Hold up, wait, wait, wait, that'll be a problem,"

"Isabella, wait, let me explain. It isn't really a math problem but I see it as a math problem. Do you really think these people would be that stupid to set a math problem as their security system?" he asks me as I scoff.

"Once you see what other people set as their security system you will believe every little crap I say," I inform him. But, he just ignores me and goes on, the usual. "You tell me every little detail that's written on that tab. Then I'll tell you the instruction and do exactly what asked if y-" I interrupt him.

"No,"

"What?" he confusingly asks. "I do not take orders from you, remember?" I tell him, making my way to the bushes. "Isabella, wait!" I could hear his voice from behind me but I just did what he always does to me, ignoring the other.

"Isabella!" he kept going so I just flipped him off, making my way to the first door.