Scars Left By Memories - Book II

Not In A While

Francisco

My eyes slowly faded open. It took about ten seconds for my body to keep my eyes open. But they finally stayed open. My eyes had already seemed the ceiling. The off-white paint across it.

I hear my phone vibrate loudly against the table. Grabbing my phone from the table. I looked at the notification on my phone. It was from Martinez.

Martinez: Francisco, remember tonight is the annual Italian Mafia meet up. And to dress formal and Sage must come with you. Due to the risk of Russian kidnapping.

I slide the text over and reply back with a simple 'okay'. I click send, placing my phone back onto my the mahogany table besides my bed. I turned to lay on my back, as soon as I did so. My eyes started to almost close once more.

"Francisco you are already going back to sleep? You just woke up." Sage said. I had nearly forgotten she was in bed with me. She was so silent.

"How long have you been awake for?" I question turning towards her.

"Since four this morning. I had nightmares and would rather not revisit those frighting images. So I stayed awake." Sage honestly said.

"You could've woken me up and I would have stayed up with you, until you fell back asleep." I reply pushing myself up with my elbows. As I sat up against the headboard of the bed.

"Sure Francisco, you would've told me to leave you alone. You are not a person who I can just wake up and you would be in a good mood." Sage mocked me.

"Not true. Tonight we have to go to an event. A mafia event. I will call over Sofia to bring some dresses, if you want me to, since I gotta go do some stuff with the guys today." I suggested.

"What kind of event?" Sage questions.

"We usually meet up at this big building which was bought by the Italians and owned. But most of us come and we have chats, small meetings talk, meet the spouses of a member. Drinks and amazing food." I explained running my fingers through my hair.

"Sounds pretty fun or like a red carpet event." Sage replies. I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Trust me, it's not." I honestly admitted. I disliked going, I felt like if I didn't then I would get a hundred text asking why I didn't show up.

"I guess I just have to find out." Sage replies. I hear my phone vibrate, I reached over and grabbed it off the table.

Martinez: I will be over with the guys and Sofia in a hour. Be ready when we get there. Sofia should help Sage get dressed and ready for tonight.

I groaned in annoyance. Setting my phone back down onto the table.

"We should probably get ready. They will be over in an hour." I suggested.

"Okay, I'll be ready before then." Sage says getting off my bed.

Sage
An Hour Later

"We will be back before five-thirty, if not then six. But we should be back before then." Martinez warned Sofia and I. We both nodded.

He waves and turned to leave through the front door. Sofia just held her luggage in her right hand with her other free hand rubbing her stomach. Which was not too big of bump, but it was noticeable.

"When did you find you were pregnant?" I question as I turned the other way. Sofia did the same and started pulling the luggage.

"Late September. Sadly you weren't there to find out. The estate was not so energetic and full of tension." Sofia answers.

"Aw. Do you know what gender it's going to be?" I question. We reached the elevators in no time.

"I am going to find out soon. I want to do it on the twenty-third of December. So I can surprise you guys on Christmas." Sofia answers.

"I wish you would tell me on December twelfth." I suggested. She raises her eyebrows at me. The elevator finally reached us. People cleared out of it. We entered it. Luckily nobody else joined us in the elevator.

"What's on the twelfth?" Sofia ask. I pushed the tenth floor which is where Francisco's penthouse was located at.

"My birthday." I answer.

"Oh, does Francisco know it's your birthday on that day?" Sofia questions.

"No, he seems too worried about the Russian's and I don't want to make it such a big deal." I answer.

"I don't think he would. Maybe but you food or something like that. But nothing too extravagant." Sofia says.

We finally reached Francisco's penthouse. I slide the key card as it unlocked the door. I opened it for Sofia. She enters into the penthouse.

"Where did you want to try on the dresses?" Sofia ask.

"The living room would be good. Would you like a drink?" I question, as if I had barely just met Sofia.

"No thank you, I am so full from lunch. But I only brought five dresses and I think one of them specifically would look amazing on you." Sofia answers.

"Sure, go ahead and show me." I said taking a seat on the sofa. Sofia sits down besides me and unzips the luggage, the dresses were wrapped in the dry cleaner vinyl protectors.

She set one specifically on the table. I leaned over and slowly unzipped the vinyl bag. I could see the color was lavender. Which was one of my favorite colors.

I unzipped the vinyl bag all the way. The results and final glance at the dress had me in complete amazement. I've never been so excited or happy to put in a dress. Everything about it was luxurious.

"Before we put it on. Let's go ahead and put some makeup on, do your hair, I just can't wait to get you ready for tonight. You are like a doll to me." Sofia said with a large smile across her face.

"It is beautiful. I can't believe you got it custom made and everything. Just for me." I reply with utter surprise.

"I know this isn't exactly something probably want to go to. But I will make everyone wow at you."