Note from the author: This is one of the best smug scenes I've written by now! I just hope you enjoy it!
Screams*
*Warning this chapter contains sex scenes and some readers may find it inappropriate*
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Lily went with Domenico when we left the movie theater.
Matteo and I talked while he drove.
"Did you knew she was pregnant?," Matteo said doubtful looking at me once. Of course I knew, I was the first one who felt her small bump when we first met. But I wasn't sure.
"Yes! She's suffering Matteo, I'm just helping her go through it. The father of that baby is just a stupid asshole. He doesn't take responsibility, he just used her," I said madly. Why are man like that?
We live in a world were woman suffer the most because they see us as objects, not like anything more. They use us for a moment and they go with another one just because they have better curves? Come on! If a man lets a girl pregnant at least they need to take responsibility. Fine, if he doesn't want to be with her at least support her and raise the kid. It was the same decision for both.
He hold tighter the steering wheel as I said those words. I felt desperate because I couldn't believe what had happened before.
"Who were even those girls. They appeared from the fucking nothing. They are just insulting Lily just because they are fighting for a dick?. This is all messed up," he said scratching the back of his neck. I stayed silent wondering what would Domenico say to Lily right now. Will he lose interest in her?
"Will you leave me if I get pregnant of your baby? Will you take responsibility of your action?," I said facing him. Oh I want to know this answer so much. If he really loves me, he couldn't leave me with a baby on my own. He couldn't.
"Never," he said firmly and I felt relief as I heard those words and I knew he was meaning it. "I wouldn't do that to you, neither to our baby," he said looking at me again. I wanted to hide my smile as I heard those words 'our baby'.
"Okay," I said softly feeling relieved for his answer. He could break me if he does the opposite but even if he does, I'll still love the baby and raise her/him the best I can even if he isn't beside me doing this.
I've learn what love is through my parents. But the love of a mother is different and more intense. Maybe because you carry it for nine months, who knows. I knew what love is because of my mothers caress when she touched my hair, when she cooked my favorite meal, the times we laughed or her support in me.
"Do you want one right now?," he asked but I sucked harsh breath at his question. I mean the idea turned me on, I don't know why. But gosh no! I'm not even ready for it. I'll love to but not now. I mean we are not even married.
Not yet.
He saw my surprised face and he laughed.
"We are not even married Matteo. Why would I think of babies right now?," I said firmly but my voice came out a little bit shaky. I don't know why I felt nervous telling him that. Maybe the idea of idea of getting married made me kind of nervous.
"I don't know. I just felt curiosity and I asked you," he said. I watched him unable to know what to think by his answer. I saw how his tongue was pressed on his right cheek.
Unbelievable.
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We suddenly arrived and I saw how Lily ran towards the house and Domenico followed her from behind. They looked like they were both arguing about something. I got out of the car at the same time as Matteo and I heard Domenico yelling at her.

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