Liviana's POV
How are you feeling Josh?
"Momma I'm very very hungry"
he said with his cute sad face."Alright then, dear momma's gonna go get something for you to eat, okay.
Now smile for me and be a good boy, don't come out okay."
I said to him trying to make him smile when he's starving."Alright I won't go out."
He said giving one of those cute smile of his."Bien"(good)
I said putting on my booth and jacket cause it's been super freezing out here in New York, grabbing my purse I walk out giving him a kiss.Meanwhile I'm going with the intention of coming back with something for my baby to eat which I don't even have money right now and I don't know what to do. But still walking on the street waiting for miracle from god knows where when I pretty knows that I'm alone and 🅸︎🆃︎'🆂︎ 🅹︎🆄︎🆂︎🆃︎ 🅼︎🅴︎
Just a young 18 year old struggling and hustling to survive with a 6 year old boy Stuck with me. Still surviving with my little per time work in a cafe.
You might be wondering a poor eighteen years lady with a child,"how did she get pregnant with a child,or a slut due to poverty and got a bastard child?"hell NO!
I didn't get any child out of wedlock he's just my brother and the only family left for my pathetic little life.Thinking about my so called life I didn't realize that my ten toes are already in my cafe,ummm actually mam Nia as abv. of her name. I love abbreviating names cause they sound cooler, don't blame me,wierdo! But she said she's not young anymore I should stop the Nia thing cause she thinks she's old. Well I didn't stop cause I know she's not.
Did I mention my boss name? Lidania Graziana she's in her forties or so!
She's been freaking kind to me and Josh she's a sweetheart. Just like a Mom to me. But not my mom.
Thinking about her make me wanna cry which I didn't know I was actually crying right now."Guapa"(beautiful)"why are you soaking your face again? Stop it now"!
She said wiping my tears.
And I just hug her because I can't stop myself from crying,I stood there with her soaking her shirt with my tears for what took almost a minute before pulling me to face her with my face that I'm sure is as grumpy as hell."It's j..Jo..sh"
I managed to say while stuttering"What happened to my gordita"(fattie)
Maam Nia asked worried"It's...."
I started crying again
I'm just too weak and tired sometimes I wish I could be as strong like the girl in the film I once watch Wednesday, each time I recall what she says "I stopped crying when I realized it won't solve anything"
But I can't abide to that,
Can I?Why ?
Cause I'm weak right?
"What's wrong dear? talk to me"
" Doctor said if he don't get operated soon that I might lo..ose my baby"
"NO! Guapa that won't happen okay!
He'll be fine
Don't loose hope dear-I cut her off
"Hope"
"There's no hope that I'm gonna loose
I'm all alone and I..I am gonna loose my...(sobbing)"My child come here"
Pulling me into a motherly hug. I needed that so much."He will be fine have faith and be strong my dear"
She says to with a gentle and soothing tone that I love so much.
"Now grab something for my gordita you know he's a foodie"
she says with a little chuckle to Cheer me up and wiping my tears.Grabbing her hands
"Thank you soooooo much ma'am Nia
I freaking freaking love you Soo much""I love you too guapa now grab something for yourself and eat, I hate your food ignorance habit"
She says pinching my cheeks.
After that I grab my stuffs and get back.♥️🌟
This is my first Romance books.
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There's gonna be languages which
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And it's Mafia romance,like
Damnnnn..This book is gonna contain
Mature Sexual Content
Violence❗
Death‼️
And many more to come
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