His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika
Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Do you need help, miss?” The female employee who had been watching my every move asked. Ishook tried to cover myself up with my hoodie even more than I had already done. I had been standingin the pand staring at the different tests for a while now and was unsure of what to pick.

No one knew me around here and there was no shame whatsoever in being pregnant at the agetwentyknow why I was so desperate to hide.

My eyes had immediately looked up the digital pregnancy tests which I could not afford, but I had toknothose were the most believable. Unfortunately, I did not know these things and was confused abouthowbuy. Should I go for two, three, four?

If a month ago someone would’ve told me that I would be buying a pregnancy test today I would’vesmthe face but yet here I was and couldn’t help but think why I was so irresponsible. Condoms existedfor adecided not to use them because I relied on the birth control pills I knew I wasn’t always taking inas schthis could’ve been prevented.

Whenever I thought about it I couldn’t help but cry. I tried to hide my tears and planted as many happytcould inside of my head so my tears wouldn’t fall, but before I knew it, it was too late and I had nocontranymore. The first thing I did was look around me and wiped my tears, for my luck it was early inthe mowasn’t that crowded.

“Miss, are you okay?” I heard the voice of a young boy ask me and wiped away my tears one last timebearound. He couldn’t be any older than ten and was looking up at me with kind bright eyes. How baddida child have to ask me this question?

“Luis, I told you not talk to strangers!” A man who was walking towards our way spoke and wasfollowedbehind. It only took me a second to recognize this man, it was the same man whose suit I hadruined witthe night of the club meeting.

The first thought which had occurred to me was to turn around and keep my mouth shut, but it seemedin my favor and all because of this young boy. “But she’s crying Vincenzo, and you told me to helppeopVincenzo, that was his name.

“Yes, as in poor people.” The other man spoke and soon after I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Are youokaI turned around, already accepting my faith, and came eye to eye with the man who had been avictim ofhad hoped that he wouldn’t be able to recognize me, but when his eyes got big I knew that itwasn’t thework for the Lamberti’s don’t you?” He asked and looked from me to the pregnancy test inmy hands.

“It’s a small world!” He suddenly commented and looked away, pretending to not have seen anything.Itamazing to me how people continued the conversation despite seeing the other person was not in themVincenzo.”

“Serena.” I barely whispered and looked the other way. “I’m Luis and that there is Beau, but a quickquesyou crying, miss?” The little boy asked and received a smack on his head from the man standingnext to He growled out.

“Are you okay?” Vincenzo asked. I took a deep breath and tried to recover myself so he would leaveme moment I started speaking my voice cracked. “I’m fine.”

“Then what do you have in your hands?” Vincenzo smiled and grabbed my wrist to raise my hand. “Ithinbecause she’s pregnant!” Luis spoke and walked over to Vincenzo. Beau stayed behind and heldhis handfigured he was some kind of bodyguard. Just like the Lamberti’s, Vincenzo looked as if hecame from an powerful family.

“Are you crying because…it’s none of my business,” Vincenzo said and finally let go of my hand. “All Iwaapologize for my little brother disturbing you.”

“I don’t want any babies. To have babies you have to do that thing. I saw it in live-action on mybrother’son this site called po-“ Luis ranted, but could not finish his sentence when Vincenzo held hishand in fronand told him to shut up.

For the first time, I heard a chuckle leave Beau’s mouth who had a satisfied look on his face whileVincenembarrassment. I couldn’t help but laugh at the small pout he gave me while he was waiting formy reacleast you made her happy.”

Luis gave me a bright smile and shrugged his shoulders and I gave him one back. Growing up in agroupcouple of foster families I knew very well how little children did nothing other than speaking theirinnocethinking about others, but that’s what I loved about them. I love children.

“Were you crying because you got knocked up?” Vincenzo asked and changed the subject. I wasshockedquestion and immediately shook my head. He was right though.

“N-no, I don’t even know if I’m pregnant!” I quickly defended myself, but only when he let out a laugh Ijoking with me. If he only knew.

“Okay, then there is no reason for you to be crying. I don’t want to involve myself in your personal lifebuprovide for a child is a blessing.” He said and looked down at Luis who had already been distractedby hiwords were encouraging, but I could barely provide for myself. “Are you a dad?”

“No, I’m sorry it’s really none of my business.” He apologized, and I felt bad for the way my wordscamesincere question and not meant to be a snarky comment.

“Can you keep this a secret?” I carefully asked. It was a bit embarrassing to ask, but I was aware of hisgowith Christian and could not have him replaceing out under any circumstances when I didn’t even knowfor Christian even think of the chances of him being the father if he knew?

“I don’t know who I should tell, but sure.” He promised and gave me a warm smile. We stared at eachotseconds but after a while, I got self-conscious and wanted to get home as soon as possible.

“Well, thank you for your advice and for cheering me up but I really have to go.” I excused myself andgaput his phone away a pat on his head. “Bye, miss!” I heard Luis yell after me but I had alreadydisappeareand made my way to the counter to pay for the dual package pregnancy test.

The moment I got back home I wasted no time and immediately did the pregnancy test. Yes, I was sopreeven drunk two cans of water before going to the store so I didn’t have to wait till I had to go to thebat

After going through the difficult instructions I patiently waited on the results while staring at a whitewaland thought about my life. I graduated high school with bad grades, I was a college drop outbecause I cwith my peers and had no further life plans at the age of twenty-one.

No matter what, I couldn’t beMy thoughts got interrupted by the loud beeping sound which had almostmade me jump up. With babytowards the cabinet where I had put down the tests and closed my eyes.

Please let it be negative.

I clasped my hands together and prayed for the test to be negative so I could move on with my life andfof this, but when I opened my eyes and read the exact same on both tests I felt as if my world camecrasPregnant, 3+ weeks