Kilo's Mom Venice(Pronounced Veneece)
Ronnie(Kilo's Stepdad- he's black raven is his half-sister)
Where the fuck is Kil0?? We don't know whether Raven is gonna survive or not. I called him.
"Yo, Pops"
"Hey son where the hell are you?? We need you to come here now"
"I can't Ron, my girlfriend passed out,l'm in the emergency room with her."
"Well we ne-" I was cut short when Venice, my beautiful Italian wife, snatched the phone and spoke to Kilo.
Narrative P.O.V
"dove diavolo sei"she spit into the phone. 'Where the hell are you'
"in ospedale con la mia ragazza, mama perché" he said. 'In the hospital with my girlfriend, mama why'
"si preferisce essere da qualche parte con un po 'di zappa, che con la famiglia" 'You'd rather be somewhere with some hoe, than with your family'
"lei potrebbe essere incinta" he murmed. 'She might be pregnant'. That sentence made her heart stop.
"merda" 'shit'he whispered as the dial tone rang signifying she had hung up.
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"cazzo stronzate" 'fucking bullshit' Venice cursed to herself. She knew deep down he was bound to get one if these teenage whores pregnant. Believe Me, she wasn't one to judge, having Kilo at 17 and Alessandra at 15, their father Marco killed in the mob, doing it all on her own.
Being cold, hungry, dirty on the streets of Venice, Italy. Leaving her son and daughter alone in the park to play while she begs for bread and spare change. The words "nessun contadino" -no peasant, still haunt her.
She moved to America, leaving behind her drunken abusive father, her judgmental mother, and her creep of an uncle in Venice to rot in hell.
Kilo never met his father. Alice(Alessandra) met him, but as far as knowing him, she didn't. At all. She grew up with one mother, one brother, and one pair of clothes from the time she was 2 until almost four.
A 4 year old Alessandra, a 2 year old Kilo, and a 19 year old Venice, moved to a small shelter in New Jersey. As Venice worked, waitressing, cooking, dancing, and more, she saved a 500-1000 dollars every month.
She and her children lived in a shelter for three years before she moved into a house across the street from a nice family. Kilo became close friends with their daughter. Tia.
When they moved Kilo was distraught. Within a few years of her being gone, he became reckless. Disrespecting his mother, bringing random females in and out of the house, losing his virginity to some little Thotiana at 14.
He was in a downward spiral, getting worse and worse.
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As Tia laid in the white hospital bed, Kilo paced back and forth. Knowing his mother would kill him, he hoped Tia wasn't pregnant. Cause growin up with out a dad was something he never wanted a child of his to experience.
Kilo
Tia's hair stuck to her face with sweat as she rested. I don't know what's wrong with her, I'm worried. A pained look covered her face, as she began to groan irritably.
I pressed the button for a doctor or nurse and they came to treat her. They kicked me out and brought me back in 20 minutes later.
"So what's wrong with her doctor...." I dragged on her name not knowing what it was. "Lisane, Dr.Kelly Lisane. Anyway, our beautiful damsel here is pregnant. She was groaning like that cause your baby here, is being active early." Tia gasped, but I expected it. She was being all nice to me that confused me so asked Doctor Kelly why.
"Hey doc, we had some past issues, before last night she hated me. Absolutely positively hated me with all her heart. Now she loves me, and agreed to be my girl. Why? And how far along is she?"
"From this ultrasound, she is 4 months pregnant with a little......"
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Rawak"Stop staring at my boobs!" I said. "They're gonna be mine someday." He smirks. "Um, No the fuck they not. Why you such a player?" "I ain't a player I'm just a man tryna get some"
