Beautiful Monster

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Isabelle's Pov

I had handed Cristiano his bottle. He held it and began to drink. I smiled at how hungry he looked. I continued to pack his bag.

"You going to spend time with your daddy" I cooed at him. He laughed at me.

"You look just like him" I said. He was a spitting image of Mattia. His eyes and his smile and his nose and his ears. That baby looked just like Mattia. He only had my hair color and it still wasn't close enough. I walked over to the counter and took my medication.

"What do you want to wear" I asked him. He looked around the room. I laughed.

"Ahh, Ahh" He said.

"What are you trying to say" I asked him. He put his bottle back in his mouth. I looked down at my phone.

Mattia
I will be there in twenty minutes. I want you both ready

Isabelle
What do you mean 'you both' I have plans

Mattia
Not anymore. We are going out with our son since we haven't done it

Isabelle
Can't we go out together another time? I had already made plans that are very hard to cancel

Mattia
You would pick that over your son?

Isabelle
Do not use him as a pawn. Of course I wouldn't

Mattia
Then I will see you guys in 15 minutes

I huffed and tossed my phone down. I am beyond tired of him acting like he can tell me what to do. He doesn't own me. He doesn't get to say what I can and can't do. And of course, he tried to use Cristiano. And of course, I complied.

I am so pathetic.

I looked over at Cristiano.

"Let's get you dressed before your father yells at me" I said. I picked up his clothes off the couch and began to dress him.

"Kick me again and I swear to god" I said as I tried to put his pants on.

"Don't kick your mother" I heard. I looked up at the door.

"You said 15 minutes"

"I changed my mind" He said. He casually walked over to us. He looked so good in his suit. I missed watching him get dressed in the morning. But it has been too long. We have been separated for a year. I mean...I have been holding on for so long, why?

"Fine. Get him dressed" I said. I handed Mattia his pants. He took them and walked over to the baby.

"Why didn't you celebrate your birthday" Mattia asked. That caught me off guard.

"I didn't feel like it"

Father and Ciacci were worried about who tried to hurt the baby. My mom has been going through losing Camille, still. Ivana has been exploring her...options. Avani has been MIA for days on end and would come back home with a new tattoo or piercing. Jaden was worried and focused on school, since he is a freshman now.

"What do you mean. You need to celebrate"

"I have other things to worry about. I have a child to take care of, colleges to enroll in, younger siblings to worry about" I said.

"Isabelle"

"Mattia I said no. I cannot worry about my birthday. It is not a day to celebrate. A mess was born on that day so now I am trying to clean it up" I said. I picked up my purse off the counter.

"Are we leaving or not" I asked. He huffed and picked Cristiano up. He placed him on his hip as we walked out of the house. We walked to Mattia's car and I strapped the baby in his car seat.