The Girl At His Door [Parts I & II]

Chapter-29

THIRD PERSONS POV.

   The tears eventually stopped.

But she was still scared.

She was still confused.

And she was still hurt.

However, even with the thousands of emotions racing through her mind, there was only one person who knew exactly what she was feeling.

It was almost physical pain for him, not emotional.

He could feel everything she was, amplified.

Because having to watch your child go through something like that, is more painful than what could have possibly been imagined.

MERCURYS POV.

  "Angelo, Mom said you have to get up now." A voice whispered.

  I was too groggy to match it to a face.

"Tell her to give me another hour." Another voice rumbled in a whisper.

   I began to wake up more and more.

"She said now."

    "What am I going to do? Push her only grandchild off just so I can leave this comfortable ass bed? I don't think so."

  "Alright fine. You've left me no choice. She said to do this if you refused." The first voice cleared its throat.

    "Chocolate chip pancakes are on the counter."

  I think that was the fastest I've ever opened my eyes.

  "Where's the chips?" I grumbled, still obviously half asleep.

  Gino was facing me, a smirk on his face and his arms crossed

   Gino!

"Hi Gino." I attempted to sound more alive before resting my head back down on my pillow.

   Turns out it was definitely not a pillow.

I noticed when it's chest rumbled in a deep chuckle.

    I guess he could work as one too.

My head was rested on Angelos abdomen.

"She said you both have to be down."

  "Angelo. Get up. I want food." I declared, trying my best not to fall back asleep.

  "No." He groaned.

"Well. Plan C it is then."

  Next thing I know, Gino is on the bed, and is trying lay on top of his brother.

  "Get the hell off of me!"

"Wow Mer! You must have slept very comfortably. I didn't know you were this warm big bro."

    "You're breath smells like a fattoria dell'aglio." Angelo snapped him.

  "Only for you sweetheart!"

This caused Angelo literally kick him off of the bed.

  "Ow! Mom!" He yelled.

I decided it was probably time to actually sit up.

  I don't even know where I am.

"What happened?" I asked as I sat up right.

"Your fathers bitch ass kicked me off the bed." Gino groaned.

   "Shouldn't have breathed in my general vicinity." Angelo shrugged.