chapter eight

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N A T A L I E

"He impregnated my daughter."

I stared at Damon who is staring at my bump clearly dumbfounded, "Your fucking son-"

"I understand that tensions are high right now but you are in my house. You will watch how you refer to my son Inessa." Angelina said as she ran her fingers through her hair, "Okay so let's just all be adults about this" My dad said.

"Agreed." Angelina said, "So tomorrow we are going to see a doctor who will perform a test to see that the baby is actually Damon's. Only if Natalie is okay with it" Angelina added on making me nod at her.

"Alright." She said as my mom scoffed, "Are you implying that my daughter is a slut?" My mom asked. "If you were her in this situation you would do the same thing." My dad said making her glare at him.

"Natalie can I talk to you in private?" Angelina asked as she stared at me, "Absolutely fucking not." My mom said making Nicolas sit up. "You are now on strike two of three, the next time you speak to my wife all recklessly it will be the last thing you do." He said.

"You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to" Angelina said making me look at her, "No it's fine" I said as I stood up. She stood up and walked somewhere in her house with me following behind her, we ended up in her kitchen that has pictures of her family anywhere.

"Hi Natalie" She said making me look at her, "I remember when I found out I was pregnant. I was so shocked I took like fifteen pregnancy tests" She said as she grabbed a paper towel and wet it before turning to face me.

"So you finding out you are pregnant at fourteen and your child's father is the son of a mafia don, I can not even fathom how you must be feeling right now. Plus on top of that your parents specifically your mother seem to be really freaking out" She said as I turned teary eyed.

"I know the last time we talked, things were said that you did not mean so I really hope that you aren't still thinking about that because all is so forgiven" She said as she raised her hand to wipe my eyes but I flinched making her freeze, "I am going to touch your face now is that okay?" She asked making me nod.

She wet the paper towel and squeezed the water out of it she wiped it across my face taking off my makeup revealing my bruise from when my mother literally punched the fuck out of me like she is Muhammed Ali then proceeded to punch me two times before my dad was able to grab her.

"And I am going to assume that your mother did that to you?" She asked making me nod as tears swelled in my eyes, Angelina just has this effect in people that make them sing like the choir.

"She also did this to me" I mumbled out as I pulled the turtleneck down showing where my neck which is heavily bruised since she choked the fuck out of me.

"And where was your father?" She asked as she stared at my neck, "He is the only reason why I am still breathing" I said making her eye twitch.

"I think it would be better if you stayed with me from now on" She said as she looked at me, "Only if you want to. Do you want to?" She asked and I nodded.

I would literally rather be anywhere and everywhere but at home right now.

"I don't want to be at home" I said as I frowned which made her frown, "We're your new home now honey" She said as she opened her arms allowing me to walk into her chest.

I wrapped my arms around her hugging her tightly as I sobbed into her chest, she ran her fingers through my hair comforting me and telling me that it's okay.

We walked back to her living room and I sat down next to her, "So let's set some ground rules." Angelina said making my parents confused since i'm sitting with her.

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