Chapter 26 The Harsh Reailty
Gosh,where could he be at this hour.
'Stop convincing yourself that he is out with your brother at this hour because he's probably fucking some stick like Naomi while poor gullible you is sitting here worried sick.'
No, he wouldn't. I know Antonio would never do anything so vile.
'Yes but you two are separated and he hasn't got any for months.'
There's no way.
'Keep telling yourself that darling maybe it will help you sleep better at night.'
Before I could continue to argue with myself a knock at the door brought me from my train of thoughts.
I quickly ran to the entrance hoping deep down that it was Antonio but when I swung the door open I was surprised to be met by two policemen.
"Are you Venus De Vaio?"The taller of them asked in a rather deep voice.
"Yes,"I whispered while nodding my head.
"Your husband Antonio De Vaio has been convicted of the attempted murder of your brother Christopher Angelopolis since you were the last one who spoke with Antonio we want to take you in for some questioning."I stopped comprehending what the officer said when he mentioned Antonio tried to kill Chris because I felt like there was no getting out of this as if there was no hope for Antonio. That my daughter would live without a father because someone out there hated him so much that they had to throw him in jail.
And what about Chris they wanted to kill him.
My breathing became irregular as my heartbeat sped up.
Who could be this destructive, this hateful, this vengeful?
What would I tell my daughter when she asked where her father is or even worse why he was in jail without sounding the least bit of demented?
"Ma'am are you alright?"Was the last thing I heard before everything around me turned black.
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I awoke with an intense headache.
My hand traveled unconsciously to my head as I peeled my eyes open.
"Your awake."I knew that voice more than I knew anything, it was Antonio's.
But how?
I thought he was in jail.
Have I been out for that long?
I turned my head in the direction of his voice to find him staring at me with a look I knew to well.
A look I've seen way to often.... sympathy.
"I'm sorry Venus," He began his eyes watering."The doctors did all they could but they couldn't save our daughter."
A gasp escaped my lips as my eyes traveled down to my stomach."No, no please tell me this is all a lie," I whispered running my hand over my now flat stomach." She was fine and kicking last night," I yelled as the tears made there way down my cheeks."No, she can't be gone. I never got the chance to say goodbye or make her nursery all pretty and pink or tuck her in at night or even sing her a lullaby when she's scared at night. My baby she left me before I got the chance to do anything for her. I'm sorry darling. I'm sorry that Mommy didn't love you enough. I'm sorry that Mommy didn't take care for you enough."