Good Cop Gone Bad ~ Rewritten

66| sorpresa

•Aria Rossi•

I have never felt so sick in my entire life. I want to throw myself onto the floor and cry because what the actual fuck is happening to my body.
        My head is pounding, I can smell the tomato sauce from the kitchen all the way to the second floor, I can't stop throwing up and I cry every two seconds and I don't even know why I just can't stop it.
        There's a knock on the door to the bedroom and Sofia peeks her head through the door, "Oh sweetie," she sighs, making her way over to me and hugging me. "How bad is it?" she asks me.
        "I have thrown up three times today I have only been awake for an hour, I can smell that goddamn tomato sauce from over here, I tried watching a kids movie to make me feel better and it made me cry, my head hurts like no other and is the bump even supposed to be this big if I am only seven weeks along," I rant to her, barely audible at all since the tears keep flowing, my nose so clogged I can barely breathe and the sniffles so loud they overpower my words.
        She holds me, flattening my hair, "It is good that your appointment is today, so you can ask her about all this," she says, handing me a nausea gummy from the bedside table. Matteo is in the shower right now to get ready for our appointment. I showered last night and good thing I did because I don't even want to get out of bed right now. She sits with me in bed, still hugging me, "You are still in your first trimester, and it will be hard, you are experiencing extreme symptoms, but just imagine, a few months from now, you wake up with your husband, playing with your baby, you will be so happy, a smiling baby, cute curly little hair like their mamma, it will all be great and you will start to feel better soon." she says, making me smile.
         I hug her back, then after a few minutes she leaves so I go to change. I put on a tank top with a hoodie over and a long white flowy skirt.  The tank top is a light pink and the skirt is white. The hoodie is pink as well but I don't think I will keep it on for long because it's hot.
        When Matteo comes out of the shower, he comes into the closet with his towel hanging on his waist. He looks yummy.
        He changes into tan dress pants with a cream colored short sleeve, that is close to being skin tight which shows off his muscles and the sleeves are normal length but his tattoo of my name peeks out. He is wearing a gold chain along with his gold wedding band. He looks so freaking yummy.
        "You are staring, sweetheart," he says, a silly smile on his face.
        I laugh, walking up to him and hugging him, "I know, but you look good," I tell him. He kisses me and we head downstairs.
       I almost vomit passing near the kitchen so I immediately walk outside.
       It does not take long to get to the doctors office and when we do get there, she is already there as well.
        "How have you been feeling?" she asks me, washing her hands before putting some gloves on. I tell her everything and she is smiling at me the entire time. "All of those symptoms are completely normal, but it seems like they are a bit extreme. The belly could just be a bit bloated so I don't think it being a bit bigger than normal is anything bad. I'll do the ultrasound and we will see that everything else is normal before deciding if I want to run anymore tests." she tells me.
       I nod, taking off my hoodie and handing it off to my husband, then pull my tank top up a bit.
        She places the warm gel on the ultrasound equipment then places it on my belly. I'm staring at the ceiling when I hear her gasp.
       "Okay so I now know the reason your symptoms are so extreme," she says, making my brows furrow. She turns the screen more towards me, and points at it, "You are having twins, Mrs. Rossi." she says, taking the picture.
       I look at the two little dots on the screen and tear up again. Papà was right.
        I start crying and Matteo comes over to me, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I am very emotional for the rest of the appointment and until we leave.
       When we are in the car, Matteo rests his hand on my belly the whole time. "Thank you so much, melodia," he says, bringing my hand up to kiss the back of it.
        "For what?" I ask him, sniffling, staring at the ultrasound pictures of my babies.
       "You are giving me two babies. I did not think anything could get any better. I love you more than anything, and now we are having our own little family. I could not imagine anything better." he explains to me, now rubbing my belly. I start crying again, making him chuckle, "You are so cute, sweetheart, I did not mean to make you cry." I do cry a lot. He wipes my tears as he parks the car. He gets out, then comes around to open my door. He hugs me, kissing my lips
        I smile into his chest. Everything I have ever dreamed of is coming true and with the person who I love more than anything. The love of my life.
       We walk inside our house, being met with my mother and sister in law. "What did the doctor say?" Sofia asks, sounding worried when she sees me crying.
       I laugh, my sniffle being heard, "We are having twins," I tell them. The both look shocked and come up to hug us.
       "Tesoro, this is an amazing thing! Congratulazioni, questa è tale una benedizione!" Mamma says excitedly, hugging me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. (Congratulations, this is such a blessing!)
       We all sit together and mamma keeps asking me questions. I want to keep talking to her but I am so beyond tired. And so hungry I have not eaten anything all day because I was nauseous before and even thought I still am if I eat the right thing then I can eat something and then maybe draw or watch a movie maybe then take a nap. I am so exhausted.
         "Oh tesoro, I am just keeping you awake, aren't I?" Mamma asks sweetly, reaching over to hold my hand.
         I shake my head, "No, I am not tired, I want to stay talking to you," I tell her. She smiles at me.
        "Do not worry, you will not make me feel bad, I have been pregnant before as well. Sofia and I are going to pick up Vittoria from school and then they will drop me off at home. Bye, tesoro," mamma says, standing and placing a kiss on my cheek before walking off.
Matteo comes back from getting me a snack and sits on the couch with me, "Where is mamma?" he asks me.
"She left. She said 'Are you tired' and I said 'No I still want to talk to you,' and she was like 'But I can tell that you are tired so I am going' and then she left." I tell him, frowning. I don't know why it is making me sad. I can take a nap now but I am sad that she left.
Matteo hugs me, "I will tell her to come back for dinner, sì?" he asks, holding me to him.
I nod, taking the chocolate wafer out of the packaging. I love these. Well, I thought I did but when I put it in my mouth, I wanted to throw up.
I stand up, shaking my head and speed walking to the kitchen. "Sweetheart, what is it?" Matteo asks, following after me.
I spit the wafer out into the garbage bin, then run to the sink, washing out my mouth. "That tasted nasty," I say. putting the package back into the container.
I go into the refrigerator and find a bag of carrots. These look really good. I grab a carrot and wash it, then start eating it. This is a really good carrot.
Matteo is watching me do all this looking at me like I am weird. "What?" I ask, looking up at him, munching on the carrot.
"You are so cute, melodia," he says, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
When I finish my carrot, I am extremely tired. I go up to Matteo on the couch, sitting on his lap. "Mm tired," I mumble as I lean onto him, wrapping my arms around him and resting my head on his shoulder.
He holds me against him, kissing my fire before putting his arms under my knees and back, standing and picking. me up with him.
He takes me upstairs and into bed, "Do you want to change your clothes, melodia?" he asks me quietly. I shake my head. This skirt is very long and comfy.
He goes into the closet, coming back a few minutes later and laying down next to me.

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I wake up, hearing someone talking but I am too tired to tell who it is or what they are saying.
I can tell Matteo is still in bed but he is not next to me like he was when we fell asleep.
"E la amo così tanto, non vedo l'ora che tu arrivi qui così puoi incontrarla, sarà la madre migliore per te," I hear Matteo's voice so I open my eyes and look down, seeing him speaking to our babies. Well, to my belly but that is not the intention. I smile, running my hands through his hair and close my eyes again. I really needed that nap. (And I love her so much, I can't wait for you to get here so you can meet her, she will be the best mother for you)
"E sarà il miglior padre," I say, making him smile as he finally looks up at me. (And he will be the best father,)
He lays down next to me again, resting a hand over my belly. I love how excited he is about this. We both are.
My name is now Aria Rosalyn Rossi. And speaking of my name, normally women in Italy do not change their last names after marriage, however, apparently it is a tradition in my husbands family and also after settling in America when I was a teenager, it was just something I always wanted to do after learning how common it is, and I was told it would be an extremely lengthy and difficult process but it is made very easy when the man I married has a lot of government ties.
Anyways, I think about that a lot. But now, we are just talking about the babies and about everything.
He is telling me how he thinks Andrej and Milana like each other. I think so too but they will not admit it.
And frankly, I just hope they realize it soon before Nikola starts to think Andrej is his father and calls him that but then something happens because they just won't admit their feelings and then Nikola suddenly just stops seeing Andrej.
I feel that they should both just accept their emotions and the situation should be taken more seriously when there is a child and a child's emotions involved.
But anyways, I am not going to interfere because it is not my place, but do I think that they are both being stubborn? Absolutely.

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IM SO TIRED i already took a nap like a few hours ago but it's like 9 pm rn and i am ready to knock out!!!

anyways bye bye

~elle 🌸