Niccolaio's P.O.V
I slammed my papers down on my desk. "Calm down," Matteo said. i quickly pulled out a knife from inside my desk and threw it at him. he moved to the side but not before it cut his cheek. "Son of a-" he was cut off. "language,' she said. "Madre," Matteo and I said at the same time.
"My son. I heard you have lost your wife and children. how did you manage do that if I may ask," she said with a sweet smile. but I knew better. One wrong word and and I might as well be signing my own death certificate.
"Well what had happened was...." I tried to come up with a good excuse but I wasn't able to come up with anything. My mother glared at me. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't find an excuse. Nothing but the truth could come to my mind.
I couldn't lie to my mother because if I did she would find out the consequence would be dire. ''It wasn't my fault," I tried explain. "She wouldn't let me explain mama! When in the hell would I ever put her and my children in any type of danger. its like she's not even considering why I'm doing this. Everything I do, I do it for her."
I could feel the tear of anger and sadness roll down my face. I angrily wiped them. Tears make you weak. Don't cry. Don't cry. DON'T CRY! "DAMN IT " I screamed and fell to the floor crying. My mother ran to me as soon as I hit the floor. "NICCO," she screamed. She ran and engulfed me in a big hug. She then rocked me back and forth like she used to do when i was younger.
It's okay mio figlio. Madre is here. Madre is here.....
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Ok so we got 2 updates in one day say YAAAYYY. but anyway i am so sorry i been M.I.A for the past couple of months but dont blame me. School is literally a bitch. But that is it
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