A mafias love

wake up

Vincent's pov

"O-only one a-at a time" the nurse says as she hurry's away.

I rush over to room 101 immediately not looking back. I need to see my girl.

I get to her room and open the door. There she is. My beautiful wife.

I sit in the chair and put my hand in hers. I'm going to kill that mother fucker.

"Baby please wake up" I say as I feel a tear slide down my face.

I don't remember much because I fell asleep whiles holding her hand. Her touch.

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"Shhh shhhh shhh" my mom says whiles rocking grey. He's hungry I know he is.

"Your going to wake up your daddy" she says as she moves around with him.

Greyson then starts to cry but not as loud. His hungry cry. When your a parent you'll know what cry is what and this cry is saying he's hungry.

I wake up and see Evelyn still unconscious. I sigh and turn to face towards my mom holding grey.

"Ah son your awake" she says whiles smiling. Grey starts to kick and cry. He's learnt how to kick now but it's only his little baby kicks when ever he's having a tantrum.

"He's hungry" I say and she stress sighs.

"He's too young for anything else" she says. I frown whiles looking at his red face.

"Why is his face red" I say and walk over.

She looks down and gasps. His cheeks are bright red whiles his face is a pale ish red.

"Oh my" she says whiles checking his head. What the fuck is wrong with my son?

"What. What's wrong with him" I say as I run my finger over his cheeks so help calm them down.

"I think the doctor should check him over" she says. Great. Just fucking great. My wife is still unconscious and now my baby might have something wrong with him.

Why can't this all just be a dream?