Mobster (BWWM)

Chapter 41

Kelly.

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It was three long and agonizing months for me without Marco. He was my soulmate, my strength, my best friend, and my biggest cheerleader. He always told me that I was the most beautiful woman in the world to him. He believed in me. He took a bullet for me. He loved me and I treated him so badly. I walked out on him and broke his heart. I slept with his father. Even though I didn't know that Leonardo was his dad, I still felt bad for doing it. He gave me everything and all I gave him was a broken heart. Guilt was killing me. I couldn't help the tears that ran down my cheeks as I sat at his bedside and held his hand.

He has been in a coma for three months. The doctor said that he was brain-dead and he was currently on life support. They also said that the chance of him waking up is very slim and if he does, he won't remember anyone or anything. He'll be a vegetable but I didn't care. I will spend the rest of my life taking care of him. I just want him back!

His aunt, Anna, and her daughter were here with us from Italy. I couldn't help feeling that they didn't like me very much, especially Anna. She was always saying things to make me feel guilty for walking out on Marco. She told me that Marco confided in her about how much I broke his heart. That only made me feel worse.

Loren and Tory were there for me. It turned out that Loren was adopted. Loren's father, Michael, confirmed it and showed Loren the adoption papers. That evil bitch, Whitney, was her mom. She got pregnant with Loren when she was very young and she was also abusing substances at the time. She was going to have an abortion but Aunt Macy begged her not to. When Loren was born, Whitney gave up her parental rights, and Aunt Macy and Uncle Michael legally adopted Loren. Aunty Macy did not steal Loren from her. That woman was a big liar and she deserved what she got.

Loren was a bit upset at first but she quickly got over it. She said that Aunt Macy was her only mom and Uncle Michael was her only dad and nothing would ever change that. Uncle Michael told her that he and Aunt Macy always wanted to tell her but they didn't know how. He and Loren now have a very close relationship.

"Oh, I didn't know that you were in here." I looked up to see Anna walking into the bedroom.

"Yes, I am," I told her.

"Kelly, dear, I think you need to go and get some rest. You look horrible." She said in an insincere tone.

"Thanks for your concern, Anna, but I'm fine," I told her.

"Oh, I don't think that you are. The three bags underneath your eyes and you look very pale. I'm worried about you. You seem to feel guilty about something but beating yourself up about it isn't going to make my nephew wake up, or ease your guilty conscience." She rambled.

This woman was pushing me to my wit's end and I'm afraid that one of these days, I was going to just snap at her and don't care what happens afterward. I was trying to stay calm and make peace with her for Marco and Luca's sake but she's pushing it.

"Anna, I said that I'm fine." I retorted."You don't have to worry about me. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself."

"Well, I don't think that you are doing a good job at it." She said, mockingly.

I took a deep sigh and tried to control my temper.

"I'm a grown woman, Anna. I'm not a child. I've been taking care of myself since I was eighteen years old." I told her calmly.

She looked me up and down before saying, "You don't act like one, Kelly."

"What's that supposed to mean to me?" I asked her.

Before she could respond to me, Luca strode into the room.

"Aunt Anna and Kelly, I stayed outside and heard you two constantly going at it. My brother's lying there helpless and we don't even know if he's ever going to wake up. I don't think now is the time or place for this bullshit." Luca said, looking from me to Anna.

"I'm sorry, Luca. Please excuse me." I told him and walked out of the room.

That woman started it and I bet she was in there acting like the damn victim.

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One week later.

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I was out visiting my father's and my aunt's grave when I got a text message from Lorenzo stating that I needed to get home right away. I hurried home as fast as I could. In the back of my head, I believed that Marco had woken up out of the coma but it was quite the opposite.

In less than an hour I was home. I hurried up the stairs to the bedroom where Marco was lying in. I heard Luca's voice shouting and Anna trying to console him.

I opened the door and saw that there were also two doctors in the room with Luca and Anna.

"That's not happening! My brother will not be taken off life support. No one is going to pull that plug!" Luca barked at Anna and the doctors. "My brother is a fighter and he will wake up!" Luca yelled at them.

"What's going on here?" I asked, looking at them.

"Kelly, please sit down," Anna said to me and touched my arm.

"These fucking doctors are suggesting that we pull the plug on Marco," Luca told me angrily.

I shook my head, "No, no." Those were the only words that I could manage to say.

My heart beat even faster as it sunk into my brain.

"Mr. Russo, it's highly unlikely that Marco will wake up." The male doctor said to Luca.

"Listen here, Dr. Richmond, that's not happening. We're paying you to get him better. Shut the fuck up and do your damn job!" Luca shouted at him.

"Okay, sir."

A few minutes later, I sat at Marco's bedside and held his hand into my own.

"Marco, honey, please wake up. You have to do this for us. Please, baby. I'm counting on you. Please don't let me down. Please don't give up. You have to keep fighting." I told him while I fought to hold back the tears that welled in my eyes.

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A/N:Thanks for supporting the story, guys. Happy Mother's Day to all birth and adopted moms. I'll be editing the story and changing a few things. I've written about a lot of things that went against my beliefs and how I was raised. I'll be removing all those contents. The story is coming to an end. There are roughly about three more chapters to go. Thanks for adding it to your reading list, reading it, commenting, and voting. Peace!