Good Cop Gone Bad ~ Rewritten

69| ospedale

•Matteo Rossi•

       I carry Aria to the car, sitting in the back with her laying on top of me. She won't wake up.
Aless gets into the drivers seat and speeds off. I hold her face in my hands as a tear drops from my eyes and lands on her cheek.
Her body is completely limp against me, not moving at all. She is completely unconscious. I grab her hand and kiss the palm of it before checking her pulse.
We arrive at the hospital quickly and I run out it the car with her in my arms. As soon as I enter, there is a rush of people, talking, yelling directions.
         My mind is only focused on her, her being wheeled off in a stretcher, Aless having to stop me from going with them, not being able to see her.

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      Two hours. Waiting for two hours, it was driving me insane. Sitting right outside of her room, not knowing what would happen next, if there was anything wrong with her.
The doctor comes out of the room, clipboard in hand. "She is okay," he starts off. His voice is very American, and the way he addressed me makes me think he has no idea who I am. And he does not even introduce himself properly. "She was injected with a sedative, but it had no affect on her." he says to me. "Are you her friend? Or cousin? We need a family member here as soon as possible, she's just laying there still asleep." he says.
I glare at him, "I am her husband," I say. He looks at me shocked and attempts to apologize but I cut him off, "I also happen to own this hospital, and if you don't do your job right and make sure that my wife is comfortable, and that our babies are okay, you will not be coming back here anytime soon." I tell him, walking past him to go into the room.
          Aria is still asleep on the hospital bed, looking gorgeous, even given the situation. Her hand is shaking, balled up in a fist as if she's scared, wanting to fight back.
         I sit next to her, taking her hand in mine, covering her small fist with both hands, bringing it up to my lips. As long as she is okay and comfortable, as well as the babies being okay.

•••••

        A few hours later, she woke up, her eyes snapping open in an instant and she sits up on the bed.
        "Melodia?" I say, her head turning to face me right away. She looks relieved but I feel bad.
       I should have gone with her. I couldn't even keep her safe with the people I sent. I needed to be there myself. She matters more to me than any meeting that could ever exist, I should not have even considered going to the meeting.
        She reaches for my hand and grips it tight, pulling me to her. I stand, wrapping my arms around her.
        "Thank you for always saving me," she says, her voice muffled against my shirt.
        I was lucky to save her this time. Those women were planning on killing her, there was no doubt about that. However, they were inexperienced in this world and we were lucky for that.
        I sniffle against her head, the thought of losing her had invaded my mind almost all day and I could not believe one stupid mistake of mine almost lead to that. "I am so sorry, melodia. I did not keep you safe and I am so sorry. That should always be my main priority and because of a meeting I-" I tell her, but she stops me with a kiss on my jawline.
         "Honey, don't do that to yourself. You saved me. It isn't your fault, we didn't ever think this would happen." she says, grabbing my head with both hands, pulling it down so she could kiss the top of it.

•••••
•Aria Rossi•

        I could never go shopping alone again. I could never go into a public restroom alone again. It is too scary. Not only that but I have to accept my life for what it is.
        I am the wife of someone who is feared but also hated. People want to go after him all the time and I have to accept the fact that things will be different now. I can't just go for a walk on my own, I cannot just go to the store alone, that is just not how it works.
        Especially now that I am pregnant, even after when the twins are born, we have to keep them safe.
        "You will not be upset when I skip on a bit of work for you?" Matteo asks me gently, holding me against his chest.
        I chuckle, "No," I say.
        I only had a few cuts. Only one needed stitches and it was the one on my leg that was because of the glass bottle.
        They didn't hurt much, almost not at all.
         "Your first doctor annoyed me, and after I talked to him he never came back, they sent someone else," Matteo says, almost laughing.
         "Why?" I ask him.
         "He walks up to me and asked if I was your friend or family member and it annoyed me, no, dumbass, we are married. Then, he goes 'She is just lying there asleep'. Well, no fucking shit. What else could you have been doing? He was a fucking idiot." he says, sounding very annoyed which I think makes him look cute.
         I giggle, kissing him on the cheek, "Can we go home now?" I ask him.
        "Let me ask the doctor," he says, kissing my head then walking towards the door.
"Wait!" I called after him, getting out of the bed. "I will go with you." I say. I really did not want to be alone.
He smiles, holding my hand as we all out of the room.
The doctor says I can go, reminding me to keep taking my prenatal vitamins and take care of myself.
I thanked him and we left. When we got home, Sofia was there waiting for me with everyone else as well. Aless, Lia, Rafi, Allegra, Laura, Inessa, and Luca.
They had already made me food, set up a movie in the theater room with blankets and snacks along with my most common cravings throughout my pregnancy so far.
Which include carrots, strawberries, cold bananas, carrot cake, and cream cheese bagels.
It was all so sweet. We ate dinner then went upstairs to watch the movie, 'Luca' to be exact. Inessa loved the idea especially since we all made fun of my brother Luca for it. And it takes place in a fictional land inspired by a place here in Italy, Cinque Terre.
I have never been but I have heard it is gorgeous.
I rest my head on my husbands shoulder as we sat and watched the movie. He has an arm around me, rested on my belly.
I rest my hand over his, playing with his wedding ring.

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MY TUMMY HURTS. okay how come every time i write these author notes either something hurts or i'm so tired im about to pass tf out 😣

anyways bye bye

~elle 🌸