Aurora Costello.

Chapter 47

6 months later...

I've been growing now for 8 months, I found out I'm having two twin baby boys and I am so excited to bring them into the world. I've decided I want to give birth to my babies whilst I'm surrounded with all my family especially my parents and my brothers.

Not much has happened in the past 6 months... well that may be a bit of an understatement.

See whilst I was in Hawaii somehow my location got leaked and I got raided by some twerps who thought they could take me down, there was 60 of them and 1 of me, I killed 59 and 1 of them was lucky enough to escape. That's stupid fucker then went back to the underworld and told them all I was pregnant.

Since then? I've been stabbed in the shoulder, shot in the leg, and kidnapped for a total of 4 hours by people trying to take my power from me.

But now I'm just pissed all. The. Time. I just want to lay down all day and eat pickles and coffee ice cream. I can't drink coffee because of the caffeine so the least god could do for me is give me time to sit with my coffee ice cream and pickles.

Blade hasn't really left my side the whole sixth months. At first I felt comfort in him being with me but now he just pisses me off. He's constantly trying to make sure I'm resting so I don't "overexert" myself but I think he's forgetting I'm literally the deadliest assassin in the world, that doesn't go away just because I'm pregnant, if anything it just makes me more motivated.

I won't sit here and say that I'm not feeling things for blade that I've never felt before, because I am. I feel for him stronger than I ever felt for Pietro and that is scary, for now though? I'm placing it down to my hormones and ignoring it.

I'm in a villa in Thailand currently packing all my shit up, my flight is at 10pm tonight and I arrive home 10am tomorrow morning. I'm flying alone because blade went home early in order to get all the security measurements in place.

I'm well aware that when I get home shit is going to hit the fan, none of them knew I was pregnant before leaving and only a few new I was leaving before I left the message so I know words will be said. I just need to remember that they're upset and I don't need to add fuel to the fire. As long as I have my pickles and ice cream I should be able to keep a level head.

I've bought a lot of things for my baby twins but I ordered it all to my house at home because I knew I would be giving birth there. I can't wait to meet my babies. But for now I'm overly excited to go back to my family, I feel like I have done a lot of healing these past months both emotionally and physically and honestly I'm proud of myself, it's exactly what I needed.

Turning up my music I sit on my first suitcase and try to close it up, I'm an over packer evidently and have way to much shit in this case but then again it's my whole life pretty much.

Hearing a car driving up the gravel and then a hard stop I realise it's probably time for me to leave thailand and return back home after several months.

The excitement outweighed the nerves but I have a feeling it's not going to be as straightforward as just returning home after a little while.

10 am the next morning.

Finally reaching back home I'm met with the lovely smell of freshly baked cookies and my mama's hot chocolate. None of them know I'm home in fact I snuck into the house.

Walking down the elongated hallway I head straight for the kitchen where I can here all of them conversing, the first people I see are Dante and Emilio, they are sat back away from the family conversation and speaking amongst themselves. Ignoring everyone for a moment I make my way to the fridge and freezer, pulling out the coffee ice cream I know is Maximillo's and then I head to the cupboard and get the pickles. I then sit next to Aaron and hand him the pickles to open. Silently he opens them for me and I dig into the ice cream with pickle in hand, stuffing it fast in my mouth I moan out loud from the pleasure I'm met with and then I open my eyes.

Everyone is dead silent, wide eyed staring at me. Mamma has tears in her eyes and papa has gone red faced, the boys are all shocked and my twin brothers have anger adorning their expressions.

I cough uncomfortably, wiggle in my chair and get back to eating my pickles.

"Aurora?"
I hear someone whisper. I ignore them and rub my tummy only drawing more attention to my pregnancy like a fool.

"Aurora?"
I hear another person whisper. I take another pickle out of the jar and munch on it nonchalantly.

"AURORA ARABELLA COSTELLO" I hear Maximillo scream at the top of his lungs.

I exhale a breath and look up at him with a ghost of a smirk on my lips.

"Hello familia" I say as I finish my last pickle for the moment.

Pushing my snack to the side I look at all my brothers and parents. Honestly they all look tired and like they've been rotting or something.

"What's wrong with all of you?" I ask feeling like I'm hiphop dancing on thin ice.

"What's wrong with us? What the fuck is wrong with you, leaving 8 months ago without a proper goodbye and then coming back out of nowhere eating fucking pickles and ice cream?" Arlo hisses.

"Well I left a letter" I said suppressing the yawn I didn't want them to take it the wrong way but I am cream crackered.

I hear scoffs and groans all over the table.

"Listen." I begin "I love you all and I am sorry I left, I did it for myself - for my mental health. I promised myself that as soon as I felt better in my own fucked up way I'd be back... now I'm back... you should be happy" I say looking at very UNhappy faces.

I stand up then picking up my snack but my movements are interrupted "Rory?" Papa whispers "Rory y-your pregnant." He finishes unshed tears building in his eyes.

"Yeah papa, I'm 8 months pregnant with twin boys" I say looking at him with tears of my own

"You fucking slag, you're 18 years old what the fuck do you mean you're pregnant?" I hear Arlo hiss again.

Feeling anger bubble up in my body instantly I turn to him "listen u little shit, the months I've been away I've done a lot of reflecting and growing up, I'm not the same person that left here, I'm very fucking different. I'm a lot calmer. But I've just got of a 10hour flight, I'm tired as fuck, I have two babies the sizes of fucking watermelons fighting in my stomach one on my fucking ribs and the other on my bladder meaning I need to piss every too fucking seconds. I want you to shut your stupid mouth and think back to the shit I went through before I left. Now think back to the tests and shit I had to do while in the hospital. Think back for me and let me know when I wake up." I finish taking a deep breath and slowly waddling back out the kitchen and up to my room.

After what felt like hours I met my room and without even changing got straight into bed. I felt my self drifting off but was interrupted by a soft knock on the door, a reluctant "come in" left my mouth as two scared looking boys came into my room, two boys that I know and love to be my triplets.

"Can we lay with you while you sleep" Dante nearly fucking whispered.

"We really missed you Rory." Emilio added.

"Of course you can you idiots. Come." I ushered them into bed with me and within seconds my head was rested on Emilio while Dante hugged me tight. I felt safe.

It was good to be back.