Two Of A Kind

fourty six

Leonidas' POV

I expected her to wake up last night when Ma was over, but that didn't work out. I miss her so much.

I walk into her hospital room, a lunch bowl in one hand. Opening her door, I stride right over to the table beside her, putting my salad down as I take her in. 

It hurts me so fucking much. Fuck.

Leaning down, I peck her forehead. "Good morning amore," I whisper, sitting down beside her as I grab her hand in mine. I squeeze it a little, mostly to comfort myself. "Please wake up soon, I can't do this without you," I say softly, sending her a sad smile that she can't yet see. 

"My father's disappeared ever since, no one has heard from or seen him ever since," I explain, knowing she's not listening, but I find comfort in talking to her alone. "I just hope he stays away forever, because the moment I see him again," I take in a deep breath, holding back my murderous thoughts.

"I miss you so much baby, come back to me," I peck her right hand, before getting up to peck her left hand. Sending one more sad smile her way, I sit back down in my seat, holding her hand once more. 

After answering everyones concerning messages about my whereabouts, and my mental health, I feel a tug against my hand. My eyes immediately dart over to Tessa's hand, laying limp in mine. 

I swear she just moved.

"Come on amore, move your hand again," I encourage softly, hoping she'll listen. I stare at our hands for a few seconds, but nothing happens. I probably fucking imagined it. "It's okay baby," I say quietly, but a wave of sadness washes over me again.

Just when I'm caught in my thoughts, I feel the same tug by my hands. Looking back at our hands, "You got this baby, move your hand for me," I encourage once more, and within three seconds, I watched her hand move.

"I'll be back amore," I gently put her hand back down, before shooting up from my seat and leaving the room.

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Tessa's POV

God, how I've missed his voice.

While he's out of the room, I use this time to try and mobilise myself more. Eventually, I'm sat up in bed with my eyes open at the same time that Leo walks in with a nurse. Leo walks over to me, "Take it easy baby, I've missed you," He smiles, pecking my forehead. When he pulls back, I notice his red, puffy eyes.

"Why have you been cryi--" I attempt to say, as bile rises up my throat. I'm guessing Leo notices, seeing as he puts a vomit bag over my mouth. I empty my stomach out, burning from the sensation. "You're okay amore, you're okay," I hear Leo repeat, just as I'm done emptying my guts out.

I nod my head, and Leo moves the bag away, exiting the room. The nurse uses this time to check up on me. You know, my blood levels, shit like that.

"How's my baby?" I ask her, as she checks some paper work. "Let me be the one to tell her," I hear Leo's deep voice enter the room once again. The nurse nods her head before sending me a smile as she leaves the room.

My heart immediately races. "What happened to our baby?" I ask him, fear evident in my voice. God, please no.

He inches closer to me with watery eyes, as he pecks my forehead. "I'm so fucking sorry baby," He says softly, pulling me in for a hug. By this point, I break into a sob, I know what he's going to say.

"Raul did this, didn't he?" I sob into his chest. There's a moment of silence, "Yes, and once I see him, he won't see the light of day again," He replies, and from his voice, I can tell he's crying. "We lost our baby," I say to myself, realisation truly sinking in.

He loops his arm around and runs his hand through my hair, hushing me silently, but I can hear his voice break too. "This is my fault, and I will fix it," He says to me, but I nod my head viciously. "You didn't do this, please don't blame yourself," I say, in attempts to reassure him.

"I'm not mad at you, and you shouldn't be either," I wipe my tears away, "I'm mad at Raul, and him only."

"I'll find him, I promise you," He says softly, kissing my head before running his hand through my hair again. "I fucking hate him," I shout into his chest, fisting my hands up to hit against his chest. "Why! Why our baby?" I break into a sob once again, and I expect Leo to hold my arms back, but he doesn't.

He allows me to get all my anger out, and fucking trust me, I have a lot of that bottled up right now.

"My baby," I whisper, squeezing my eyes tightly shut, as I let out a scream. Leo takes this time to hold me tighter, hushing me once more as I hear him sniffle.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," He repeats, his voice quiet and broken. It breaks my heart.

I would've had a family. A child. And my boyfriends father ruins that? He better pray I don't fucking find him again.

He hold me tight for the next 25 minutes, both of us just letting it all out. Two parents grieving the loss of what would've been their first child. Two parents thrown into this bullshit, and in exchange, lost their baby. 

Two. Broken. Parents.

"Please don't leave me, I know my family is fucked up but I promi--" I cut him off, lifting my head up and cupping his face. "I would never leave you, it's me and you against the world," I remind him, looking into his bloodshot eyes, as I'm sure mine is too right now.

"I love you, and I always will," I assure him, "None of this is your fault, none," I lean in, pecking his lips softly. 

"He better pray I don't get my hands on him, cause if I do, I will raise fucking hell."

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Hope y'all enjoyed :) v sad chapter but we need to get more of an insight into their grief and their emotions as characters.

I love you all so much xo

-J