𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃

Chapter 23

Flashback

"Well, do you want cannoli or ice-cream? Choose one because you can't have both." Auntie Gianna said.

I frowned, folding my tiny hands in disapproval. "Why can't I have both?" I asked her.

"Because then your dad will yell at me saying your spoiling my daughter." she mocked daddy in a very funny manner.

I giggled at her. "Let's just ask daddy then. He won't say no to me."

Auntie Gianna laughed at me, bopping my nose. "You naughty little girl."

She took my hand and led us to daddy's office. We went in and mommy was also there. I grinned happily and ran to daddy and jumped into his arms.

"Daddy can I have both cannoli and ice-cream?" I innocently asked while hugging him.

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "Yes yes, you sure can, tesoro."

I grinned brightly and nodded to aunt Gianna that my plan worked. She smiled, shaking her head at me and gave me a big thumbs up.

Suddenly mommy who had been quite the whole time, spoke up. "Are you trying to make my daughter fat at a young age, Gianna?"

I frowned in sadness. Does mommy think I'm fat? Is it because I eat too much sweets? I wrapped my hands around daddy's neck and snuggled in the nape of his neck at that thought. He gently caressed my back in response.

Auntie Gianna was really mad. "What the heck are you talking about, Maya? She's a kid for god's sake, let her live."

Mommy scoffed. "Are you implying that I don't know what's good for my daughter?"

"Yes," auntie Gianna nodded without skipping a beat. "That is exactly what I am talking about. And how would you even know what's good for her, when you're too busy screwing other people around."

Mommy started walking towards auntie Gianna and as she raised her hand to hit auntie, daddy placed me on the table and caught mommy's hand.

"Don't you ever try to place your filthy hand on my sister." Daddy threatened mommy, coldly and leaned down to her height and whispered something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Mommy looked up at daddy scared and baffled in shock. "You can't do that. You can't threaten me."

"Oh, I can do whatever I want." He dismissed her and auntie Gianna smirked at her, waving her bye.

After mommy stormed off somewhere auntie Gianna went to fetch me some fresh cannoli and ice-cream. But I suddenly didn't want it.

"Daddy?" I caught his attention.

"Yes, tesoro?" He asked.

"I don't want the cannoli and ice-cream. Can you please tell auntie to not get it for me?" I said playing with the stationary on his desk,

He frowned at my statement. "And why is that, tesoro? Is it because of your mommy's words?"

I nodded fidgeting with a pen. "I don't want to make mommy mad and I also don't want to get fatty." I sniffled poking my tummy.