NFTMB)Chapter 19
Victoria
(We’re getting married)
I didn’t know if I should turn or not, but either way I knew that voice all too well. It was Flynn, my boyfriend.
“Victoria, you’re pregnant?”. Flynn looked like he couldn’t believe his ears. I don’t blame him though.
“I’m sorry”. I choked out in between sobs. I was a sobbing mess.
“You’re sorry? You slept with Matteo’s father and you’re saying sorry? How could you do that? You’re meant to look after and cater for the kid, not the father!”. Flynn yelled at me, he looked disgusted with me. I could not look at his face for long, I looked to the ground.
“Watch your tone boy!” Alessandro thundered from where he stood tall and proud like a statue.
“I’m so sorry”. That was all I could say.
“You’re such a pretender and a liar Victoria!. How could you?!”.
“It was a mistake, I swear! It was never supposed to happen”. I desperately tried to explain.
“Damn right! It was not supposed to happen. He’s your boss and that’s unprofessional. You lied to me Victoria. You took my love and loyalty for granted. I freaking trusted you!”. Flynn yelled in my face as he pointed a finger at me.
I could do nothing else but stand there and sob hopelessly.
“It happened before we started dating I swear”.
“Even if it did happen before we got together, it still doesn’t change the fact that YOU LIED TO ME!. Tell me one thing Victoria, if I didn’t walk in this moment, would you have ever told me about the affair or even the pregnancy? Or would you have pinned the baby on me?”. Flynn spat as he held my shoulders in a deathlike grip.
In less than a second Flynn was on the ground as Mr Rossi’s knee held Flynn’s neck in a chokehold as Mr Rossi pointed a gun at him.
I couldn’t hide my shock at the gun and also his swift reaction to Flynn’s action. I tried to slowly process the situation, Mr Rossi stood up for me and Mr Rossi had a gun.
“One more wrong move boy, one more careless word and I’ll blow your fucking brains out”. Mr Rossi threatened as he pressed the gun into Flynn’s temple while Sebastian stood behind Mr Rossi, arms folded like the scene unfolding now was nothing new.
“Please stop sir!”. I didn’t know when I yelled that out.
All eyes snapped to me as I instinctively wrapped my arms around my still very flat belly.
Flynn’s eyes held only hatred and disgust as glared at me in fury. He must hate me now.
“Is something wrong with the baby?”. Mr Rossi asked, eyeing my hand wrapped protectively over my belly.
“No sir, but please let him go. I beg you”. I added the last part rubbing my palms together.
Mr Rossi looked at me like he was in deep thought and without another word, got his knee off of Flynn’s neck before saying.
“Don’t fucking come back here. I don’t want to see you around her again else you cease to exist”. Mr Rossi threatened Flynn as he shrunk back in fear on the floor but soon looked at me in fury.
“I wasn’t planning on it”. He snapped, getting up from the floor and grabbing his forgotten belongings and making his way out of my apartment but not before saying something to the hearing of everyone.
“Pretentious whore!”. Tears welled up in my eyes as I heard those hurtful words from Flynn.
I heard him groan as Sebastian I figured had punched him in the face.
“Now get the hell out! And if I see or hear anything about this on your dumb vlog, you’ll be sorry!”. Sebastian loudly threatened.
I could only sob as I clutched my chest and slowly slid to the ground as Flynn walked out of my apartment without looking back.
That was it! I had lost him. Can someone ever love me genuinely, unconventionally, truly and passionately forever? I wondered but then I knew the answer was no. Nobody ever would.
“Get the fuck up Victoria!”. Mr Rossi yelled at me.
I was a very emotional and sensitive person now, why was everyone yelling at me?.
My tears tripled as I looked up at him.
“Why are you yelling at me now?”. I asked teary eyed as my lower lip shook from the outpour of tears and emotions.
“Why the fuck are you crying on the floor over the worthless boy. Wipe your damn tears Victoria! Don’t cry for another man when you’re carrying my child. I will not tolerate that!”. He demanded.
“Please leave me alone! What do you want from me?”. I queried as I curled myself into a ball and bawled my eyes out.
Mr Rossi looked at me like he was disgusted with my crying and walked majestically to me as he dragged me up in one move and proceeded to walk out the door”.
“Mr Rossi? Where are you taking me sir?”. What was going on?.
“You carry my child, you belong to me and with me”. He stated boldly.
“Wait sir, how can you be so sure? What if it’s another man’s child?”. I tried to stall his actions.
He didn’t stop walking as he only chucked clearly amused.
“Another man’s? That boy’s? Really Victoria? That boy looked like he didn’t even know you had a tattoo, talk more of knowing the location of your tattoo. He hasn’t seen you naked”. He seemed very amused like my feeble attempts at deceiving him were funny.
Embarrassment, shame and humiliation pooled in my very core as my hand unconsciously found its way to the position of my tattoo.
“Have you had anything to eat Victoria?”. Mr Rossi questioned sizing me up and down.
I got self conscious. Did he think I was too fat and needed to reduce eating OR he felt I was too thin for a pregnant woman. My mind now over thinks every single thing.
“Why? Anything wrong with my body?”. I retorted defensively as I pulled my sweater tighter around me to cover my body, if there was even anything else to cover. My sweater was zipped up already.
“I never said that Victoria. I was only concerned about the baby. You should be feeding for two now”. Mr Rossi clarified but once again I read double meaning into his words.
“So you only care about your baby and not me?”. Tears welled up in my eyes.
Sebastian face palmed as Mr Rossi tried to explain but I cut him off.
“Is that what I am to you? A baby making machine? A freaking incubator?. You don’t care about how I’m faring or how I feel!”. I burst into tears.
“Your emotions are all over the place Victoria, get a grip of yourself and stop acting like a child. I’ll let this disrespect slide because you’re pregnant and emotional. You might just not be so lucky next time”. He warned me seriously.
That shut me up as I just sat there silently giving him a stink eye.
“How are you feeling Victoria?”. Sebastian asked me gently.
“I’m sad and mad and also very emotional. My boyfriend just dumped me”. I played with my fingers.
“You’ll be fine”. He assured me.
“Are you sure?”. I looked at him.
“Yes, I am”. He said with a smile.
“That’s why I like you, you’re a bit nicer than him. Also, will you find me a new boyfriend?”. I asked innocently.
Mr Rossi’s eyes snapped to me just as my phone rang.
I walked over to my little nightstand and looked at the screen, “Leonard”. He was a friend I made at the hospital during my last visit.
“Hello?”. I answered as soon as I picked up the phone.
“How are you sweetcheeks?”. I blushed at the cute nickname bit that didn’t last because as soon as my eyes jammed with Mr Rossi’s, my smile was wiped away. He looked ready to kill.
“Uhh I’m fine. Uhm can I call you back later? I’m kind of in the middle of something now”. I scratched the back of my ear in nervousness.
“Sure love! See ya later”. His charming voice said over the phone.
“Byee”. I exclaimed sheepishly over the phone.
I met Leonard when I was feeling down and unsure and he helped me feel better at the hospital that day. He was a charming man. Very sweet and polite. He also knew how to tell jokes.
I didn’t notice I was still smiling while still gripping my phone as my thoughts danced off into La La Land.
“What the fuck are you daydreaming about and who the hell was on the line?”. Mr Rossi’s voice brought me out of my reverie.
I snapped back to reality and shot him an angry look.
“Nothing and none of your business, Mr Rossi “. I said.
“Hmm don’t try to get smart with me Victoria. You don’t know what I can be”. He threatened drawing nearer to me. For some reason that threat felt more like a promise. Like he actually meant it. Like he was mean. I gulped down saliva in fear.
“It was just a friend sir”. I obediently answered.
“A friend who has no name? Dumb dumb Victoria”. He laughed dryly.
“Why do you care who I speak to and what friends I keep?”. I demanded with my hands on my hips.
“Sebastian, don’t you think I should know who my wife speaks to and calls friend?”. He asked Sebastian with a twisted maniac smile.
“Of course boss”. Sebastian responded without hesitation or pause.
What a damn minute! What’s going on here?.
“Wife? Who’s wife?”. I asked dramatically looking around.
“You Victoria”. He simply stated.
“What? How?”. I was totally confused.
“We’re getting married”.