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"And you're showing the perfect example of a father, Alessandro?" I began to stand up now and when I was fully on my feet, I made sure to keep my distance to avoid a repeat of what happened the first time I got here.
"Well," he shrugged, "I don't come back by four a.m. drunk..."
"I'm not drunk."
"...well coming back at this time reeking of alcohol translates enough for itself even though you're not tipsy."
I folded my arms and looked away. He had a point, albeit a small one.
"You left your child in a locked room. Awake for possibly hours. What if she hurt herself?"
"Artemis is a smart kid. She'll never do that..."
"That's a lame excuse."
"Yeah, you're right. That's a lame excuse," I agreed. "My bad. Next time I go out, I'll leave her with you or your mom. Ricardo used to handle this for me, but alas... business in Manhattan." I killed him with my stare.
"Really?" he raised his brows and dulled his expression. "Listen to yourself, Sienna. You're showing the most horrible example of the typical worst mom in the world and for some reason, the fact that I sent a staff of mine somewhere is more treacherous?"
Hah! What?
"Bro. You sell drugs and fuck people up for a living and somehow being a party loving mom is more treacherous? May I remind you that the only reason I'm here right now is because youkilled my father!" There's no way I recalled the incident without crying, but now, I had already made a vow to be strong in his presence. He wasn't going to see me shed a tear.Ever.
"No, no, no, the real reason you're here is because you decided to party all night and your dad tried to save you. You killed your own fucking dad."
Huh.
I walked over to him calmly. The next second, my hand connected with his face in the form of a fist. He either didn't see it coming or didn't expect the force it came with because he doubled over, grunting in pain and held his jaw.
Before he could recover from that, I lodged my knee onto his bent face. Another one he didn't see coming. From there, the attacks just kept coming. All I could see was red. Maybe I heard Artemis cry in the background, maybe it was my own distorted screams ringing out in blurred syllables, but I couldn't care less. The only thing that would make me stop would be his head in my hands...or the biological equivalent.
Since he didn't expect the attack, he didn't see most of it coming and had received a healthy dose of pulverization before he could manage some defenses. When his senses were back together, he easily threw me off himself. Almost like the first night I met him, I hissed and was back up on my feet, lunging for him. Still disoriented, I was able to put in a few more punches before he retaliated. Using the same technique as he did on that night, he had me pinned down to the ground this time. The rug wasbrushing softly on my face, but the only thing I felt was his body on mine, my skin crawled at the contact.
"I'm going to kill you, Alessandro. I'm going to kill you," I breathed raggedly.
"You're going to try," he grunted.
"Let go of me and fight me like a man, you coward."
"If I do, I'm going to kill you. You're not even in my weight class, damnit," he spat.
"If I'm not scared, why are you? You killed my father and have the guts to blame me for doing something completely legal."
"Yeah. You're right. That was a dick move. But look at the one you just did." He yanked my hair and forced me to look at Artemis, lying on the floor, struggling to get up. I don't know where I got the strength, but I pushed Alessandro off me and rushed to my daughter.
She seemed fine when I picked her up but no sooner than I did, Alessandro snatched her from my hand and began observing her. I was too shaken to even struggle with him. Besides, I didn't want any more harm to come to my daughter.
"What you did was dangerous, Sienna," he spoke with a mild lisp because of his busted lips from my attack. "I cannot let my daughter grow up in this kind of condition."
"Don't you fucking do this to me, Alessandro!" I yelled, but still didn't move to touch him since he held Artemis.
"You need to check in with a therapist and work on yourself. I'm not saying she's not your daughter or anything. But you're potentially harming her now."
Fuck. I'd screwed up. I had given him a weapon by attacking him so viciously with blind fury. A weapon he wasn't merciful with.
"Come to me tomorrow when you're ready for your therapy. We have psychiatrists for this kind of thing. My best bet is postpartum depression." He casually walked out of my room with my baby, leaving me standing there, looking at Artemis innocently waving to me.
Right then and there, I knew what I had to do. I had been toying with myself for too long. I had to leave this place...with my baby.
