Chapter 3: The Final Decision

Santiago’s P.O.V.

I walk into the office with Bella slowly following behind. As I walk into the office I see Analina wrapped up in Enzo’s arms. “What happened?” I asked concerned for Analina, cause I know that nothing will ever happen between the both of them. “Santiago, sorry. She just…..” “I will tell him, after all he is my husband. I went to her and held her hands in mine. “I was telling them that I know now how my parents must have felt when I was pregnant at seventeen because I am going through the same thing with a sixteen-year-old pregnant daughter, it is overwhelming, and I have way more respect for them now than I did back then. I was only a year older than she is now.” “THIS NOT ALL ABOUT YOU, HOW DARE YOU MAKE IT ABOUT YOU!!! THIS IS ABOUT ME NOT YOU, MY BABY NOT YOURS. GET OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE MOTHER!!!” she then stormed out.

“I’ll go talk to her.” “No, let me obviously her problem is with me.” She leaves after Bella. “Now what?” “You patiently wait.” Alice says to me. “I am sorry.” “Why are you sorry?” I asked Fabio who felt the need to apologize to me. “If I told her how I felt sooner maybe this wouldn’t be happening.” “You don’t know that.” “No, I do not. Because he could have gone through with it anyway. It almost sounds to me as if he raped her.” “And you nor Rocky said nothing?” Enzo questioned his son before I even had the chance to. “She was mad that we caught her and made us swear not to tell anyone even though we knew it was wrong for us to do so.” “But it was Bella?’ Alice said understanding her sons feelings.

Bella’s P.O.V.

I ran into the pink rose garden, my father planted mini pink roses the day he found out my favorite color and flower. I sat her thinking that maybe I am being too hard on my mother, (but the attention that she is getting from situation, I want that).”Bella?’ I hear a soft voice call out to me. I turned to find my mother standing there looking defeated and confused. “May I?” she asked as she comes over to where I am sitting. I am sitting in a lounge chair with pink roses on the cushion. “Yeah. I am sorry mom. It just feels like you are getting all the attention from my situation and that is what I need right now.” “I am sorry princess, I do not mean to. It just brings me back to when I was seventeen and pregnant with your brothers Nico and Nero.”

“I understand that now, I have been thinking about the way I treated you back there, I was out of line and jealous, I am truly sorry.” “I know, give Fabio a chance I am sure he will be more than willing to give you what you want.” “ I can try .” “You’re not in love with him are you, the baby’s father?” “Heck no!” “Then give Fabio a chance. You ready to go back now?” “Yes.” We head back inside with our arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders. Walking back into the office I find Fabio looking rather beaten emotionally, I take a seat next to him, and he looks up to me surprised. “Let’s give us a try.” I say with a small smile on my face. “Ok.’ He whispers back, we then look up and wait for my parents to start speaking. “Bella, ,you all right now princess? (I nodded) You?” He asked looking at my mother. “Yes, we’re fine now.” “Good. Mr. Burns will be here in an hour, your grandfather, Bella, has decided to take you in.

Fabio and Heilo will be going with you as bodyguards, Fabio will also be going as your fiancé. It will be left up to you and your grandfather rather you will go to public school or get home schooled. You are in his custody until you are eighteen. Enzo, Alice, Diego, and Ezra do you have any objections to this?” “No!” the four of them said in unison. “Good, you three pack tonight we leave here tomorrow afternoon. You are dismissed.” We all leave the office expect for my parents. (Geez, my other set of grandparents are going to know about this, not to mention my other three brother’s. (knowing my mother she probably already called the lot of them for an early morning meeting) Woe is me, woe, woe is me. Please God bless me and my child with a happy and fulfilling life. I shower using my rose scented shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I grab a towel drying myself off then a second one as I leave the changing room, I sit at my vanity and start drying my hair, I then plug in my hairdryer and start to dry it with a hairbrush going through my golden locks.

I climb into bed, laying down on my fluffy pillow I think to myself (it all is going to change starting tomorrow) I think this as I drift off to sleep. I am woken in the morning by a knock on my door, I grab my robe from the chair beside my bed and throw it on, after tying it tightly around my waist I go to the door and open it. “Hey?” Fabio is standing there in black t-shirt, a pair of black stonewash jeans, combat-boots and a black leather jacket. If I didn’t like this type of guy I sure won’t be ogling him now, I watched him for a while. First he took a nervous hand and ran it through his hair, then with the same hand rubbed the back of his neck with it. “Hey.” I breathed out, probably looking dumbstruck from ogling him for way too long.

“I see that your not ready to come downstairs for breakfast yet. Would you mind if I waited for you?” “No……, not at all. You can wait in my room while I take a shower, I’ll dress in there.” I say this as it is me who rubs the back of their neck nervously. I opened the door up wider to let him through, then motioning over to the chair as I gathered up my things for my shower. I walk into the changing room setting down my things on the counter after shutting the door behind me. Undressing than going over to the shower to turn and regulate the water I get in closing the glass door behind me. I use my rose scented shampoo and conditioner for my hair, after rinsing my hair out I take my loaf and pour some of my rose scented shower gel on it, after washing and rising my body off I turn off the water and open the glass door.

Stepping out of the shower I grab a towel which I dry off my body, wrapping it around myself I open the door to the changing room, grabbing a second towel I dry off my hair before getting dressed. Thinking about the hot Mexican Weather I chose a pair oof white shorts with a pink tank top, pink high heel sandals.