I stand with her, my hands reach out, my fingers framing her face. “Princess listen to me, right now, she’s in surgery. There’s nothing we can do while she’s there.”
Tears form in her eyes. “But, she’s the only family I have left,” she whispers and I pull her into my arms. “I told her to go away yesterday.” Her body shaking as she sobs against my shoulder.
“She knows you love her,” I tell her quietly. I glance to Aaron and nod my head, he quickly finishes his breakfast and leaves.
“But, I told her that she didn’t give a shit about me.”
“She knows you didn’t mean it.”
She pulls back slightly, her eyes wet and puffy. “How long has she been in surgery?”
“Dad said she was brought in before Mom, he thinks she’s been in for three hours. Mia, your mom wasn’t found right away, she lost a lot of blood before the paramedics got to her.”
She pushes away from me and runs toward the bathroom, I blanch at the sound of her throwing up. “Princess?”
“Go away!” she yells as she throws up again.
God, it sounds painful. I walk to the kitchen and get her a glass of water. Waiting outside until she’s finished.
A few moments later, she exits out of the bathroom, her face grey and clammy. “Have a sip,” I tell her pushing the glass toward her lips.
She has a few sips, and walks toward the kitchen, I follow behind her and watch as she places the glass in the sink. “Can we go please?” she pleads with me and there’s no way that I can say no to her.
“Come on, Princess let’s go. Hopefully, your mom will be coming out of surgery soon.” I take her hand and lead her to the door, making sure that she’s steady on her feet. She still looks pale.
“Is your mom okay? Is she badly hurt?” she questions as I help her into the car.
“Yeah baby, she’s okay. They said she’ll be sore for a while but she’s expected to make a full recovery.” I walk around to the driver’s side and slide in. “It’s your mom that we’re worried about.” I start the engine and reverse out of my driveway.
She nods. “Was it Martin?”
“Yeah, my men found evidence that he was the one to shoot them both.”
She begins to sob softly, I reach for her hand and she grabs hold of it tightly. I want to reassure her but I made her a promise, I won’t lie to her.
Two
Mia
I’m a wreck, there’s no other way to describe it. I have no idea what I’m doing, I can’t tell Hudson that I’m pregnant not until I know who the father is, I can’t do that to him. I’m praying with all my heart and soul that it’s Hudson’s. I’d be devastated if it wasn’t, I’m not sure if I’d be able to keep the baby. I never thought I’d have an abortion but I honestly don’t think I’d be able to cope with having a baby that was born out of such brutality.
I grip Hudson’s hand tighter, loving the support and comfort he brings me. When he told me that we had to go to the hospital, I was in a world of my own, trying to figure out how to go to the doctors without Hudson knowing but that’s not going to happen, I don’t think he’d let me go by myself. When he said that both of our mom’s had been shot and are in the hospital, it pulled me from my thoughts. I hate Martin with a passion, he hurts everyone and for what? Because his father didn’t want him? Because he didn’t become the boss? Whatever the reason, he’s hurting innocent people. No reason will be good enough for the shit that he’s doing. The sooner he’s found the better.
“Mia, you’re quiet, I don’t like it,” he tells me softly, he knows that I’m hiding something from him, it’s why when he told me about my mom, his tone was full of anger. Hudson is tenacious to say the least, if he wants to know something, he’ll do whatever it takes to find out. I won’t be able to hold onto my secret for very long, he made me promise him that I wouldn’t keep things from him and yet, I’m breaking that promise right now.
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to process this.” I’m not lying, I am but everything is on top of me right now and I’m sinking.
“Don’t shut me out, I’m here for you to lean on, for you to vent to, whatever you need, I’m here.”
He’s being so sweet and yet I have a secret that could break him. “I love you with all my heart,” I whisper as I turn to look out the window as the tears slowly cascade down my face.
“Princess, right back atcha. But you’re fucking killing me. I know there’s something you’re not telling me.”
I don’t say anything, I can’t tell him, not just yet. I need to figure out what I want to do.
He parks the car in the parking lot and he gets out. He walks around to the passenger's side and helps me out of the car. “Mia, whatever it is, you can tell me.” His fingers wiping away my tears.
“I know I can, can I see how mom is?”