Mafia Queen – Chapter 33
MAFIA QUEEN
HIS OBSESSION
Written By : Pamela James
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Chapter 33
Daniella looked around nervously not knowing what to say.
Should she answer her honestly?
Would she understand her?
“Daniella, are you serious?” she asked flabbergasted.
Daniella leant in closer to Marie before grabbing her hands.
“Please don’t tell anyone,” she begged,
“This wasn’t anybody’s fault. Besides, the situation isn’t that bad.”
Daniella looked her dead in the eye and gave a doubtful look.
“You mean to tell me that being locked up in the house twenty-four seven and having no friends is not a ‘bad situation’?” she asked rhetorically.
Daniella bit her lip in hesitation.
“Daniella, have you even seen your family since you got married?” Marie asked suspiciously.
Daniella returned the gesture with silence which only deepened Marie’s disgust.
“What the fvck,” she shouted.
Daniella looked at her surprised.
“It’s not that bad, I mean, they haven’t even called me so I guess they are fine,” she tried to reassure.
“‘Not that bad ‘my a$s! Come on, let’s go see your parent’s!”
Marie huffed and stood straight up from her seat and pulled Daniella from the couch with her before storming over to the door.
“Where are you going?” Daniella asked confused.
“We are obviously to visit your parent’s who you haven’t seen in literal months.”
“But he said I wasn’t allowed to,” she replied unsure.
Marie raised her eyebrow,
“And you’re just gonna listen to him? Look, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
Daniella contemplated before walking out the door with Marie.
“You’re right. What was I thinking? He doesn’t own me,” she ended.
Marie smirked, “Atta girl.”
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.
They were both currently standing outside the same hospital where it all started.
“Is this the one?” Marie asked.
Daniella gulped unconsciously,
“Yeah.”
“Want me to come with you?”
Daniella shook her head and smiled lightly at Marie,
“No, I’m fine. Thank you for taking me.”
Marie smiled too and waited before Daniella quietly stepped inside the hospital where her and her parent’s were first admitted.
It was oddly nostalgic, the scenes from before were rushing through her head.
She remembers the day quite clearly, as if it was engraved into her memory.
“Excuse me, miss?” a nurse called out,
“Would you like any assistance?”
She whipped her head towards her not expecting it and stared for a few seconds before remembering to answer.
“I’m fine thank you, I’m just here to visit my parents,” she replied.
“Is that so? What are their names?” she asked politely.
“Jason is the one who was admitted and my mom often comes to visit him, I think,” she replied.
“Oh! I know them. I sometimes bring your dad’s food. I could take you to them if you would like.”
She shook her rapidly,
“Oh no, it’s fine. You’re probably really busy and I already know how to get there.”
She looked at her skeptical.
“Are you sure? Because they–”
“No, no, its fine! Really, thank you anyways,” she replied swiftly walking away to avoid having to talk to her.
She just wanted to finally see them.
She already knew her dad’s room because how could she forget?
It was all like a movie when she thought about it.
How the kind taxi man took them here, where her and her mother rushed in yelling for help.
Then there was the head of the hospital who refused to take care of them.
That, in no doubt, was probably one of the most frustrating times in her life.
She shook her head from those negative thoughts and proceeded to open the door of the room her parents were in.
But when she looked inside, it was empty.
There was no sign no of a patient.
Just an empty bed with a dusty curtain hanging over the window.
‘What?’ she thought suddenly weirded out.
She was both confused and scared.
What happened to her parents?
As if she wanted to make sure she wasn’t just in the wrong room, she walked back it and stared at the plate at the front where it should have had her dad’s name on it. But there was none.
“Miss Jason?” a voice suddenly called from behind her.
She turned around to see the same doctor who she begged for help the first time.
“Oh, hi there, again,” she answered awkwardly.
He smiled and walked towards her with a clipboard in hand.
“What brings you here today?” he asked.
“I was just about to go find my parents,” she replied, still a little fazed by the empty room.
“Ah, you must be confused as to why your parents aren’t here,” he noticed.
She looked at him in surprise.
“That’s right. Do you know where they are?” she asked desperately.
He nodded understandably,
“Yes, I do. They recently get moved into a new ward so I wasn’t certain if they notified you about that or not. I guess they didn’t.”
Daniella frowned unsettled,
“Yeah, I never got the notification.”
“I see. Well, sometimes it just passes by administration. I’ll have to talk to them about it,” he murmured,
“Would you like me to take you there now?”
She looked at him rapidly.
“Yes, please,” she asked kindly.
He quietly led her to a new section of the building. One much more modern and new looking.
“We only finished constructing this new patient ward a few weeks ago. Maybe long-term patients are held here,” he explained while passing through the different hallways.
Daniella just silently followed until they reached a new door, much nicer looking than the old one.
The head doctor gave her a smile before excusing himself and leaving her to own accord.
She stared at the door, suddenly nervous for the first time. It had been so long since she’s seen them face to face. She didn’t know what she would feel like.
Would she cry?
Would she get angry?
She suddenly sighed and breathed out slowly, trying to get rid of these useless thoughts. Just go in, she told herself.
Her hands gradually put themself on the door and she slowly opened the sliding door to reveal two figure st the hospital bed.
“Mom? Dad?” she called slightly overwhelmed.
Her parents heads whipped towards her and they suddenly brightened up.
“Daniella?” her dad said.
Daniella suddenly felt tears swell in her eyes before she ran over to them and gave them a bone crushing hug.
“I missed you guys,” she said choking on her tears.
Tbc
