Semua Bab A MAFIA LOVE STORY : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Kalia.After staying with my dad for a while and it was time for him to take his nap, I slowly slipped out of the hospital unnoticed by anyone, including Paul who always seemed to notice everything. I took a cab straight to Eric's house, it was late so I knew he would be home. I wanted to call him first, but I had no idea if they had tapped my phone or not. I had to be careful, especially with the information I had. It took me almost an hour to get to his house since he lived all the way across town. I switched off my phone before I rang the doorbell. I was about to give up and walk away when the door opened, "Hey, what are you doing here?" Eric said, looking around. "Now that's no way to greet your best friend, come on now." I said walking towards him. He looked like he was sleeping or something, "I am so sorry, were you asleep already?""No, no," he said, turning me around, his hands on my shoulders. "What's wrong? You are acting funny." "Whaaaat?" "Why don't you want me in

Naima.Eric got up and came and sat next to me. He took my hands in his, "What are you talking about?" he asked me, looking me directly into my eyes. I could tell he genuinely had feelings for me, which made it even more worse. " I can't." I said immediately getting up, "I just need to go and see him and make sure he is okay" "Naima, he is in a coma, there is nothing you can do or say that can bring him back, do you understand that? But I can't have you going to that hospital, not tonight at least. I will lose my oldest friend over that." "You can't tell me what to do Eric, you are not my father. I am going to see my…" I started stammering, I slowly went and sat back down, my face tear stained. "I am so sorry Eric." "What are you sorry for, just talk to me, please.""I can't, you will never forgive me if I told you what I did." I said my voice shaking anxiously. "What did you do, and how will you know if I forgive or not, unless you tell me." "I just know," I said in tears, "You

Kalia. I sat next to Jake's bed, holding his hand, in tears. I could not believe all this was happening. It didn't even make sense, Naima was still in love with Jake and I knew that. She would literally do anything for him, which is why it was hard to believe that she would do anything to hurt him this bad. Eric was holding back some information, but now I had to worry about keeping Jake said. I rubbed my stomach slowly, hoping to get some kind of strength from my baby. "You can't die on me Jake, not yet atleast." i whispered in tears, "We need you," before the accident I was so afraid of telling him I was pregnant, but right now all I could think about is him being okay and me telling him we were to have a baby. "You have to give me a chance to tell you I am having your baby." i said sobbing loudly. "Hey mama, it's going to be okay." Maya said front behind me, I didn't even hear her come into the room. "Jake has always been a fighter, he is going to fight and he is going to be o

Kalia. I shifted in the bed, my fingers tracing the outline of the familiar, but still a little strange, form of my husband, Jake. His breath was steady for the moment, the soft rhythm of it calming the ache in my heart. It had been a long journey since the accident, since the night he was rushed to the hospital and they told us to prepare for the worst. The doctors had said he might never wake up. But Jake was strong, and now, weeks later, he was finally here with me. Still, things were not the same, and I wasn’t sure when they ever would be. He seemed even more distant than before now. I had been sitting up, gently caressing his arm while my mind wandered, when I felt a sudden shift beside hmme. Jake’s body tensed, his deep breathing faltering as a soft groan slipped from his lips. My eyes widened with concern, and I instinctively reached out to him."Jake?" I whispered, my voice laced with concern. I waited, but his body continued to stiffen, his breath coming in shallow, quick bu

Jake.I don't know how long I sat in that room, in total darkness. This wasn't happening to me, I could not believe it. I felt like I was dreaming, like all my worst nightmares were just happening. A part of me had wanted to follow her, apologize to her, tell her I couldn't be more happy that I was going to be a father. This was the only best news I had received since I woke up. I had a purpose in life. But another part of me hated the timing of everything. How could I even be so sure she hadn't done all this on purpose. Our whole relationship was based on lies, how could I know if the pregnancy was all part of the big elaborate scam she had to take me down. I got up, pissed as sweat tricked down my face. I had to have a real conversation with her. I picked up the now half bottle of whiskey and walked out, straight to our room first, she was not there. I rushed downstairs, bottle in hand, I was ready to get to the bottom of all this. Since I married Kalia, I had lost my touch to