It Was Her

02.

-16 years back-

Paris POV

"Have you told your father your coming back home?." My best friend says with a worried tone.

"I...No, It's a surprise."

"He's not gonna be happy Paris." Anna, my friend says while grabbing my shoulder stopping me half way to the car. "He kicked you out of the house for a reason P. He doesn't want you around him or his family"

"I am family." I glare at the small woman in front of me and move her hand from my shoulder. "Besides I'm just gonna visit my momma, not him. She really wants to meet D." I look at her one last time before walking the rest of the way to the car.

"I don't feel very good about this"

"Then leave. Catch a cab or something, you don't have to come with me. I'm not 16 anymore."

I hear her sigh and mumble a few cuss words. "You're right, like always. You're not 16 but what you are is 19 years old. You can barely take care of yourself yet alone D. I'm not coming with you but I'll meet you at our hotel once he kicks you out again."

I roll my eyes and open the back door to the car. I sit the sleeping child on his car seat and buckle him up, making sure he's secure before closing the door.

I get in the drivers side and take a deep breath. "Well Drew baby. Let's do this shit." I whisper and turn on the car before heading to my parents house.

-a few stressful minutes later -

I park outside the house I once lived in and sigh. "Better now than never."

Opening the door to the car and getting out was hard. Not just because I'm kind of afraid of what's gonna happen but also I almost hit the fucking car that's right next to mine.

"Where are we mommy?" I hear my baby mumble while rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands.

"We are at your grandparents house baby" I say and unbuckle him. Getting him out I close the car door and lock the car. Making my way to the front door I set Drew down and smile. "You look very pretty mommy." He says while touching my hair.

"Thank you baby. You don't look so bad yourself."  Drew smiles brightly showing off his dimples and grabs my hand. " Let's do this mommy"

I nod and knock on the door. A few minutes later a woman in a black maid dress opens the door.

"Uh Hello Welcome, how may I help you?"

"Um yes I'd like to see my mother." I say while tightening my hold on my sons hand. "Who's your mother ma'am?"

"Samantha Vasiliev." I see the woman's eyes widen for a second before she puts a blank face on. "Very well, right this way"

I take a deep breath and walk inside the gates of hell afraid of what's to come next.

****

So... Not a very long chapter but I want to take my time and a good lad of mine wanted me to update a chapter so shout out to you metro9898 lmao.

The Italian translation will be put at the end of every chapter so you don't have to google it up (I'm googling it up tho lmao)

Comment and vote!

Thank you

-andrea