Marina/Stefanielle ONE-SHOTS

Papà is in Town (marina)

A/N: Hey, so, I know I've literally published this like 3 hours ago, but I was rereading it for the 100th time and just started writing and couldn't stop. I added some changes to the story, nothing too big, but still I wanted to let you guys know! 

Enjoy the reading!

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| Carina's pov

"Lasciatemi in pace! Papà! Lasciami andare!" I begged with tears in my eyes.

(Leave me alone! Papà! Let me go!)

After those words, he looked straight in my eyes and pushed me so hard, I hit the wall and fell on the ground.

"NON FAI MAI NIENTE DI BUONO! SEI PROPRIO COME TUA MADRE! NON VAI BENE, CARINA."

(YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING GOOD! YOU ARE JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT, CARINA.)

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| Earlier that morning...

I was cuddling with Maya in our bed, before we had to get up for work, when my phone rang. I grabbed it from the nightstand and answered it.

"Papà...?"

"Alo! Carina! Ti chiamo solo per dirti che sono in viaggio per Seattle. Vado al Grey Sloan per controllare il mio studio. Sarebbe bello se potessi venire. Mi manchi, Bambina."

(Hey! Carina! I'm just calling to tell you that I'm on my way to Seattle. I'm going to Grey Sloan to check on my practice. It would be nice if you could come. I miss you, Bambina.)

"Non lo so, papà. Vedo se riesco a passare."

(I don't know, dad. I'm gonna see if I can stop by.)

"OK. So di non essere stato il miglior padre del mondo per te... Ma volevo davvero fare pace... Per favore..."

(OK. I know I haven't been the best father in the world to you.... But I really wanted to start fresh... Please...)

"Ci penserò. Ciao, papà, devo andare."

(I'm gonna think about it. Bye, dad. I have to go.)

I turned off the phone and sighed. "My papà is coming to Seattle." Maya waited for me to continue. "He- He wants me to meet him..." I start getting up from the bed and spinning around. "I- I- Want to see him, but I- I don't know, Maya. He- He seemed fine, but in one second, he's great and the other he's a monster."

"Hey... Hey." She got up and stood in front of me, holding my arms. "You don't have to go. You are not a child anymore, you are not under his control. The choice is yours. If you want to go, then go and see what happens and if you don't, that's fine too." She kisses my forehead. "Okay? There's no need to worry. I'll suport you, whatever it is you decide."

"Thank you."

"Okay, let's get ready while you think about it, and if you don't wanna go, you can come with me to the station, so you don't have to be alone today, yeah?"

I nod in response and head to the kitchen to make breakfast. Maya follows behind and cuddles me while I cook.

| Maya's pov

"Okay, two French toasts coming out... What do you want on yours, Bambina?"

"Humm... Maybe some strawberries and honey."

"All right... There it is, my love." She said, handing me the plate and leaving a kiss on my lips.