(NFTMB)Chapter 88
Victoria
(Love, L)
My love for you isn’t as blue as your eyes
That would mean it’s dead and gone
It’s as green as mine
It’s alive and blooming.
To the one who has secrets as deep as the oceans
I got lost in the depth of my love for you.
Love, L.
I don’t understand anything in this stupid note this masked creep stuffed into my hands last night.
What is the meaning of all this?
Is this a joke?
Who the hell is doing this? And what secrets are they talking about?
Do they know about me and Valentino or do they know about Jasmine’s murder.
Maybe they saw me and Valentino as well last night.
God! Everything is so messed up now.
I threw the note back under my pillow before laying down.
I’m not ready to show this to Alessandro for now.
I’m not ready to tell him the truth. At least I’ll need some time.
But who do I talk to about this strange letter?
I can’t even go to his brothers because they’re that, his brothers.
They’ll suggest going to him since he has the power to find out who is doing this.
I can not actually speak to Sebastian because honestly we haven’t spoken much lately and he is Alessandro’s right hand man and he’ll also tell him.
Just like how he told Alessandro that I was pregnant.
Pregnant?
Yes. Do I speak to Leonard?
No, my inner self advised.
Alessandro doesn’t like Leonard and I don’t want any trouble.
“Madam!”
I turned to the door at the sound of Amara’s voice.
“Come in, Amara”
“Lunch is served, madam”
“Oh, thank you. I’ll be down in a minute”
“Okay.”
With that she left and I fell back into my distress.
What do I do?
I sluggishly went down the stairs as I had no appetite for food now.
The house is quiet.
Alessandro has been stuck in his office since morning with Niccolo and Valentino. So I heard from Bianca.
“Victoria! Come have lunch with us dear”
Oh God not this old creep again.
I rolled my eyes at him before sitting beside Elena.
I hate this man. He disgusts me.
And my mother too. She disgusts me too.
How could she do this to dad?
What if what I’ve been thinking is right.
What if this dirt bag is my father?
No. I really should not be thinking like that.
Dad is my father and not this lunatic. But still hearing him talk about how he slept with my mom numerous times wasn’t exactly a good thing.
It made me mad and sad. It was a very shameful thing for me.
Why is my mother like that?
“Why don’t you want to sit with me, sweetie?”. The old pig said to me.
Eww.
“Don’t start with me, Fabiano”
I watched his face contort into the fake surprised slash hurt expression before he clutched his chest.
“You hurt me now, Victoria. That’s no way to speak to your-”
“Don’t fucking say that word, Fabiano!”. I said in anger, pointing a finger at him.
I’ve been having crazy mood swings because of the baby and I’ve been trying to control it but this old guy right here seems like he likes bringing out the worst in people.
Now he’s getting on my bad side.
My angry side.
“What word? I was about to say your husband’s uncle. What were you thinking I was going to say, Victoria?”
I hate when he acts all innocent and clueless. It’s honestly very disgusting to watch.
This man is a disgusting old man.
I eyed him in anger before picking up my fork.
“Fucking idiot”. I cussed under my breath.
“What was that, dear?”. He asked again with a smile.
Well, that’s it now.
He asked for it. He brought this upon himself.
“Fuck you!”. I said in anger.
“Victoria, mind your language. We are at the table”. Elena scolded in a calm voice.
“But he started it!”
“You’re experiencing mood swings and it’s because of the baby. Learn to display impeccable restraint at this point. Is that understood?”.
“Yes, Elena”
“Good. Can we eat now?”
And the old fool just had to speak up again.
“What restraint do you expect from someone who married an animal like your son, Elena?. Don’t you see that she’s an animal herself?”.
“What the hell did you just call me?”
“Fabiano, you’re too old for this games you’re playing. Quit it”
“Is this the point where I leave?”. Bianca said nervously attempting to get up.
“Sit down, Bianca and eat. Amara and Mary prepared this for us so we should all eat”
“Yes, mother”.
I looked at Fabiano before flipping him off and mouthing a big “FUCK YOU” to him.
In response, the lunatic smiled at me before speaking.
“By all means, sweetie. I would love that but then there’s a word for that…”. He said, pretending to think hard about a word.
“Can you shut up for a second? You’re irritating me, Fabiano!”
“Calm down, Victoria”. Bianca said
“Just say you don’t want me to figure out the word I’m looking for”. He laughed before continuing to rack his old rusty brain that possibly only grew weed nowadays.
“Elena, a little help?”. He whined
“What word is that, Fabiano?”
Her lack of interest in the question was very obvious as she didn’t spare him a glance but continued eating her food.
“What do they call daughters who like to have sex with their fathers?”
Pin drop silence.
That was the reaction.
Absolute silence for them to digest what this pig just said.
It was as if everyone went mute.
“Loosen up you all! It’s just a joke. Right, Victoria?”. He laughed out loud like he didn’t just drop a whole missile in here.
“Okay, I’m just gonna act like I didn’t hear that”. Bianca said and continued eating her food.
“Can someone explain to me what is happening here?”. Elena asked
“Oh nothing. It’s nothing, Elena. Please continue eating”
“No!”
“What is it, Victoria?”
“Well, since Fabiano here wants us to wash our dirty linens in public, then today we will”.
“Victoria?”
“Shut the hell up, Fabiano!”
“What is going on here?”
“Fabiano here is trying to blackmail me with the fact that he knows my worthless mother is alive”
“What?”
“I thought you told us both your parents are dead?”
“Yes, I’m sorry for lying to you but that isn’t entirely a lie. She wasn’t a good mother and a good wife to begin with. Plus after my dad died, she ran off with her boyfriend and I haven’t seen or heard from her since. She’s a drug addict and a junkie and maybe she’s laying dead somewhere now”
“That is so sad”
“Fabiano, what is wrong with you? You’re too old for these silly games you play”
“I wasn’t playing any games, Elena. I was trying to be friendly with the girl. Get to know her a bit more”
“Get to know me?! By blackmailing me?! By telling me you slept with my mother countless times and that you might be my father?!
You’re pathetic!”
“My goodness!”
“Fabiano! What has gotten into you!?”
“That was nothing more than a joke as well. You girls need to learn how to calm your feelings. I was just messing around with you but you took it serious”
“Messing around with me?! I took it serious?! Are you really giving me that right now?! Stay the hell away from me, old man!”
“That’s the problem, dear. I can’t. I can’t actually stay away from you because you’re carrying my nephew’s child and you’re married to him. We’re practically family, dear.
And Oh, that was what I was talking about when I said that you are my family. You’re my nephew’s wife and nothing else. It is you who misinterpreted it as the fact that I might be your father not me.
Besides, I only met your drug addict of a mother recently.”
“Well, then fuck you both”
“Alessandro really has influenced you, dear.
What vulgarity that now comes out of your beautiful mouth. It’s totally unladylike and very bad. Well, I won’t expect anything different from something who consciously married that murderous little creep, Alessandro”
“You’re the creep, not him! Stop talking bad about my husband!”
“Uhhh, your husband you say sweetie? Then I guess it’s high time I let you know that that thing isn’t special.
I don’t know what he told you to get in your head but I’m here to tell you that there is nothing special about it.
He’s been sharing it with everyone. Including the pretty maid in the kitchen and the lady next door”. He said with a sick smile before drinking from his stupid teacup.
What lady next door?
What the hell is this idiot saying?
“Shut up! You’re talking nonsense because there is no lady living next door. It’s a man!”
He froze for a second as his hand hung in the air with the teacup in hold.
“Oh my bad! Yeah, the man next door. Sorry dear please continue”
“Behave yourself, Fabiano. She’s pregnant and you’re stressing her out”
“That’s not good for the baby, uncle”
“Why are you all picking on me now? How is that my fault? It’s not my problem if she’s pregnant and gunning for a fight. I don’t have to worry about her and her child because I’m definitely not the one who got her pregnant. That is your precious son, Elena”
“Now I see it?”
“You see what now, dear? The baby?”. Fabiano teased with a smile and a wicked glint in his eyes.
“No. Not the baby. You”
“Oh wow, you see me? I’m flattered. So, tell me what you see, dear?”
“That’s enough the both of you! You’re making this lunch particularly unbearable”
“You want to know what I see? I see a very hateful old man with no family or friends to love him. I see the reason why everybody hates you and they aren’t wrong about that.
You’re despicable and disgusting and that’s why no one can stand you.
I can’t wish for Alessandro to end your life any quicker so you’ll finally be out of my sight. You’re nothing else but garbage. Cheap, useless stinky garbage!”
Bullseye.
There it was. Right on his face and in his eyes.
I got him. I hit him where it hurts.
He felt this one. Very well.
“Can we just eat now?”
“No, I’ve lost my appetite from staring at Fabiano’s face. He’s going to make me sick”
And with that I stood up from my seat and left the table.
“Victoria, you need food, you’re pregnant, remember?”
“I’ve lost my appetite from looking at Fabiano’s irritating face and so has my child. I’m leaving. I’ll be in the garden if you need me. Excuse me”
I could still hear Elena scolding Fabiano as I walked away.
Old scum.
It’s no surprise that Alessandro wants him dead.
He deserves to die.
I grabbed a mat, a book and a bottle of water before heading to the garden.
With great difficulty I spread the mat over the ground and sat down there with a book in hand.
This is much better than staying with Fabiano.
“Madam?”
I looked up to see Mr. Manuel jogging towards my direction.
Is everything okay, I thought within me as I closed the book.
“Mr. Manuel? Is everything alright? Catch your breath first”. I said with a smile.
He hunched over placing his hand on his knee and taking in deep breaths as I laughed at his reaction to running such a small distance.
Well, I guess it’s his age.
He’s quite old but not old old and shaking kind of old but he’s an old man.
He’s not young anymore.
When you get older that’s when doing some certain things you used to do becomes a very difficult task to do.
“Okay. There’s someone who is here to see you”. He says after sometime.
I frowned.
Someone is here to see me?
Nobody comes to see me here. Nobody knows me around here.
“She says you know her”
“Really?”
“Yes. A young woman”
Well, I’ll never know if this person really knows me until I meet whoever it is.
“Should I send her in?”
“Yes, please”
Who is this guest?