Chapter 18
Francesca's POV.
"Arghhhhhhh!!!", I cried for the umpteenth time, but I was too tired to shed tears.
I rolled on the metal table, but the nurses held me down with no remorse as the doctor pushed the metal hanger into my womb through my vagina and pressured the foetus in me.
My eyes were spinning in different directions.
My tummy felt like it was being punctured by hot, molten metal.
I was dizzy and restless at the same time. Each movement the doctor made in my tummy send sharp waves of pain through my whole body like an electric shock.
"We're going to try one more time", the doctor said through his mask and pushed the metal up my tummy again.
"Fuuckkkk!!!", I wailed and groaned in anguish and agony, but there was no one by my side to calm me down.
The owner of the baby and my first love was away in Brazil, with other women.
My father was out drinking as usual, because he was too annoyed to see the sorry excuse of a child
I couldn't afford a standard abortion, so I had to pay for the illegal route, and each passing second on this metal bed made me regret my decisions.
I'd already signed that they could not be held accountable for my death in case I did not make it, so they had nothing to lose if I survived or not.
I felt like a rat being dissected for a lab experiment.
"One more time!"
The shuddering pain I felt caused me to see white for seconds. It was as though I disconnected with reality and came back.
I cried and sobbed hard on the bed, soaked in sweat and blood.
My own blood.
I hated this life so much.
A part of me wanted to leave this earth.
"One last time!"
This time, I didn't brace for impact. I let go of the willingness and resistance to stay alive and sent a prayer to the universe that I wouldn't survive this.
He pushed the metal so hard in, I felt it hit my sternum.
The pain was so rippling, I couldn't yell. I just kept shuddering violently, with my body oozing blood.
My eyes turned to the back, and it felt like I'd stepped on a 60,000 volt naked wire.
"Make sure she stays awake!! She might die if she faints!!", I heard the call the doctor made to the nurses. They kept hitting my chest and slapping my face, but I was too far gone at this point.
"I hate you, Emilio!!! I curse the day I met you, and I curse you wherever you are!!! For making me a shame to my family, your family will hate and get rid of you too!!!", I cried and cursed incessantly from the core of my pain.
I kept saying in my head. At least my hate kept me alive. I raised my head up and when my eyes saw the several pints of blood that I'd lost, I felt the rest of the blood rush to my brain with so much force, I couldn't take it anymore.
I let go of life and slipped into unconsciousness.
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*** PRESENT DAY ***
We had our eyes on each other, and it looked like time had stopped - all for the wrong reasons.
I was staring right at my nemesis. The beginning of the end. The reason it all went wrong. The reason I couldn't live the life I always dreamed of.
I had different feelings welled up in my insides, just from this particular encounter. I was too dumbfounded to say a single word, so I let the awkward silence go on.
I acted like nothing was wrong, but my palms were sweaty, and I was feeling dizzy.
He looked at me, surprised to see me here, then I saw a coy smile on his face. That same smile I saw on his face the night he took my virginity.
Oh, how badly did I want to wipe that smile of his wicked face.
"Your pookie? How do you know each other?", I had Enzo question me.
Shit.
I didn't know what to say.
"Erm... We were-"
"Not that it concerns you, but we were classmates in secondary school. I called every girl my pookie then, whether I like them or not."
Why... Why did he save me from that situation?
Did he want me to feel indebted to him or what?
"That doesn't concern me. What I want to know is why you're here!", Mr. Paolo interfered. He was evidently pissed at the situation.
"I came to give my brother a wedding gift. Is there anything wrong with that? I actually feel offended that you both didn't inform me-"
"We didn't inform you because you're not a part of this family anymore", Enzo cut him short. "I'm not your brother, and he's not your father. You're nothing but a useless thorn in the ass that we've worked hard to get rid off", Enzo spat in his face.
Emilio's face grew cold with rage. "A useless thorn in the ass, yeah?", he chuckled.
"Maybe it's until I prove to you that the family cannot do without me that you'll realize my worth."
With that, he turned to his people and they left the scattered chaos that was once a solemn wedding.