Chapter 19: Dad?

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I'm in a hospital bed with everyone hovering over me 

Francesca: what happened 

then it hit me I saw my father 

ma: someone would like to see you 

Francesca: who?

then he walks in 

I couldn't believe it I thought I was dreaming to I start freaking out

Nurse 1: BP's rising 

Nurse 2: page the doctor on call! 

Nurse: hun you need to calm down so the baby won't be in distress

Mattia: Francesca.. look at me calm down

Francesca: ok ok 

Francesca: but was that my dad 

Nonna: si bambina (yes baby)

Francesca: but how?

Francesca: he died

ma: thats what we thought too

Francesca: how is he alive 

then he came in the room and sat on the bed 

dad: hey I know you must be confused so lemme tell you everything

Francesca: oh ok

dad: sai come ho lavorato un po 'nella Sicilian mafia? (you know how I worked a little in the Sicilian mafia?)

Francesca: yeah

dad: well they found out we had money and the leader said if we dont give them $1,000,000 they'll kill me then you

Francesca: oh my god

dad: yeah so I called my friends up in Italia to see if they could help me out you know

dad: they said "what if you faked your death"

Francesca: so your telling me this was all a lie!

dad: yes im so sorry

Francesca: DO YOU KNOW THE SHIT I WENT THROUGHT AFTER YOU "DIED". I STARTED CUTTING MYSELF AND WAS SENT TO THERAPY 3-4 TIMES A WEEK! 

Francesca: and you caused that 

I could tell he looked hurt he was about to cry. but hearing his voice after all this time, that strong New Yorker accent, I missed him and couldn't stay mad I just couldn't 

Francesca: im sorry for yelling I just missed you

dad: I missed you too

doctor: hi Antonelli you had us scared 

doctor: we're going to keep you here tonight for observation, take it easy ok?

Francesca: ok

Francesca: mattia?

Mattia: hm

Francesca: where are the boys?

Mattia: waiting room

Francesca: can you get em

Mattia: yeah hold up

dad: i like him hes good

Francesca: yeah he is, but don't slip up he speaks italian

dad: shit wait really

Francesca: yeah

dad: damn ok

Francesca: Allison!

Allison: Francesca!

Kairi: ay wussup

Roshaun: SHAWTY! 

Francesca: HOME BOY!

Mattia: chill

Alvaro: sista!

Francesca: brotha!

Alejandro: Francescaaa

Francesca: Alejandrooo

Francesca: wait whats the gender since yk

Allison: you really wanna know?

Mattia: HELL YEAH

Allison: okk

Allison: its

Allison: a 







a/n: oop another cliffhanger sorry this is a short chapter




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