Mafia Desire (Erotica) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21
I changed into a tank top and sweatpants when I heard my phone ringing. When I picked up my phone, I noticed an unfamiliar number. I replied after hearing Emily on the other end of the line.

"Ava, dear," she said, terrified.

I became concerned; had Andrew left again? Was Dalia all right? "Is everything all right, Emily?" I inquired.

"No, Ms. Jayson is hospitalized." Emily stated

"Oh my God, is she all right?" "What happened?" I asked.

"It's fine right now, but Andrew isn't answering his phone, and someone needs to keep an eye on Dalia." She responded

"Of course, I'll be right over; where are you?" I inquired.

"Lexon Hill Hospital," she explained.

"All right, I'll be right over there; everything will be fine." Assuring her, I said.

I hung up the phone and changed into jeans and a sweatshirt. I flagged down a taxi and waited impatiently for us to arrive at the hospital. I threw some bills at the driver and dashed into the hospital.

I approached a woman working behind a desk.

"Please excuse me, I'm here to see Ms. Jayson." I said

"Go through that hallway and take the third door on the right." She said without even looking up at me.

"Thank you," I said.

I entered the hallway and proceeded to the room. When I opened the door, I found Veronica hooked up to four machines, her body tangled in tubes. Her blonde hair was almost white, and the color had faded from her lips and skin. I would have assumed she was dead if it hadn't been for the heart monitor's constant beeping.

"Darling, Ava." Emily said softly

Emily was sitting next to Veronica on a chair, with Dalia sleeping on her lap.

"Is she going to be okay?" I asked

"She had a heart attack, and the doctors said she would be fine if she survived the next 48 hours." Emily stated. "All I need is for you to take Dalia home."

"I don't own a car." I responded

"I drove here, the keys are here, and Dalia's booster seat is in the back." She said as she took her keys from her purse. "What about Andrew? Where has he gone?" I inquired.

"He's not picking up the phone." Emily responded. I nodded and carried Dalia from Emily's lap.

"I'll get her safely home, Emily." I gave her my assurance.

"I appreciate it, darling." She responded

I helped Dalia into her car and drove her home. When we got home, I carried her to her bed and tucked her in.

I went downstairs after finding a blanket in Dalia's room. I sat on the couch and wrapped the blanket around myself. My eyelids became heavy as soon as I adjusted myself, and I fell asleep immediately.

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"BOOM"

I snapped awake.

"What in the world was that?" I said

When I noticed the front door was wide open, I got up from the couch and walked over to where a tall man was stumbling into the house.

"Andrew?" I asked, hoping it was him.

"K-kitten," he said, his words slurred.

He was stumbling towards me, holding onto the door for support. Even though he was only a few feet away, I could smell the strong odor of whiskey on him.

"Andrew, are you drunk?" I was irritated because his mother was in the hospital and he was drunk.

"Aren't you glad to see me, kitten?" he stated

He began walking over to me, tripping over his own feet almost every step.

I was tempted to give him another chance, but would he just break me again?

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The next morning, I awoke to Dalia jumping on top of me.

"Ava!" She screamed and jumped up and down.

"Hello, Princess." I was barely able to open my eyes, I explained.

"I miss my mother; can we go to the hospital right now?" She inquired.

"Princess, we need to get dressed and eat breakfast before we leave." I responded

"But Ava, I really miss Hew." She screamed.

I sat up, picked her up, and placed her on the ground. "I know, honey, but you want your mom to see how pretty you are, right?" I said

"II guess, but can we go quickly?" she asked as she began walking towards the kitchen.

"I'll do anything for you, Princess." I followed her into the kitchen.

As I entered the kitchen, I noticed Andrew sitting on the stool, his head resting on the kitchen island. Even while sleeping, he appeared frustrated and angry, and I watched his chest rise and fall. I despised him, but watching him sleep was soothing.

"Andreweee!" Dalia screamed as she approached him to wake him up.

When she screamed, he sat up, wide awake. He winced and immediately put his hand to his head.

"Hello, little one." He was clearly in pain, he said.

I exited the kitchen and went to the medicine cabinet, where I obtained two Advils. I returned to the kitchen, grabbed a glass, and filled it with water.

I went over to where he was sitting and placed the pills in front of him, as well as the glass of water. I never made eye contact with him, I didn't want to know if he remembered what he'd said to me . I wanted to look at him and see if he meant what he said to me the day before, but I knew if I didn't find what I was looking for, I'd be hurt again.

I went to the refrigerator and took out three containers of yogurt and some berries. While Dalia and Andrew talked, I made some yogurt with sliced ​​berries. I drowned them both out, preoccupied with what I was going to do about Andrew.