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"How you doing sis?" Vincent asks
"Well apart from this bruised rib I'm fine" Izzy fake smiles
"Start talking"
"Vincent-"
"Izzy last time you ended up in here it was nothing, this clearly is something"
She just sighs finishing putting her jacket on before looking at Vincent.
I feel like piggy in the middle here.
You have Vincent and Lucas on one side practicing interrogating Izzy.
While on the other side Linda and Frank are just quiet leant against the wall.
Alex and Mateo were just standing there one on each side of me while I sat down on the chair.
"Well can we just go home I'm sick of this shit" Izzy smiles
"Izzy-" Linda pauses
"Mum I'm fine honestly now please can we get out of here"
Linda just nods her head as everyone start's following Izzy out the hospital.
I slowly get up myself and follow Alex out the room.
"Mila?"
I turn my head to see my mother.
I can feel someone behind me and I'm slightly hoping it's Vincent.
No scratch that I want it to be Vincent.
I turn my head to look behind to see Frank standing there.
"Can we help you?" He asks
"Frank she's my daughter I can have a conversation with her without you here" mother is quick to jump
"Yeah and the last time that happened your so called husband ended up giving her a bruised stomach"
She just sighs like she couldn't give two shits.
"What do you want?" I ask
The silence was way to loud and the last time it was this loud it was because I was in Jackson's hold.
"Your brothers been attacked" she finally speaks up
I just nod my head turning around to face Frank once again.
He takes one look at me before wrapping his arm around me.
We both walk outside and I can already see Vincent leant again the wall waiting.
"What took you both so long?" He asks putting out his cigarette
"Never you mind nosy, right I'm off to get your mother before she accuses me of nicking chocolate without her"
Frank walks off getting into one of the cars before it drives off.
"My egg donor is in there"
I can see Vincent smirking at that name witch kinda makes me laugh.
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It Hurt's Instead
Short StoryThis book will contain strong sexual themes, mature language, violence, abuse and will move fast. "Stop rolling your eyes" "Or what?" I put the cigarette out placing my body in front of hers. She backed up against the wall as one of hands placed fir...
