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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:24:03 GMT -6
Although she was pregnant, Serafina sat at the dining room table with a bottle of vodka in front of her and a glass. Her makeup streamed down her face in black lines, and she could barely lift her head up anymore.
Just when she thought she’d cried her last tear more sobs came. She’d been up all night, waiting for him to come home…
In front of her sat her wedding ring. She didn’t know if she’d ever put it back on again. A lot of it depended on Gio…
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:29:51 GMT -6
Giovanni entered the house, whistleing and in a great mood. Little did he know, his happy mood was about to end. He began to call for his wife "SERAFINA!" his voice echoed throughout the house, until he decided to check the last he hadn't looked. The Dining Room. He entered the Dining Room and saw her sitting at the table with a bottle of Vodka in front of her and a glass that appeared to have been used. Instantly his temper rose, and he strode over to the table yelling "YOUR DRINKING!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHAT ABOUT THE BABY!?" then he picked up the Vodka bottle and chucked it against a wall where it smashed and liquid slowly sank to the floor in a puddle.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:31:43 GMT -6
Serafina didnt move. She didnt flinch. Sitting up, her face looked absolutly disguested as she didnt look at him.
"What is wrong with me?" She spoke softly but her voice was cold and spiteful, "Maybe i'm a woman who has learned that her husband doesnt love her anymore..."
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:34:36 GMT -6
Giovanni stared at her and demanded "What are you talking about? Of course I love you. What makes you think that?"
*Short I know. Next one will be longer.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:38:41 GMT -6
Serafina laughed in the middle of his sentance and started to twirl her wedding ring on the table.
"Oh right. Thats how it is supposed to be now. You pretend that you have no clue what i'm talking about..."
She turned to look up at him with her miserable tear-streiked face. "And just who is your little friend at the strip club? Actually dont answer that. I dont want to know."
She turned away again, picking up the glass. "I should have known Gio... after all these years you still turned in to him." Again her voice was low and disguested. She brought the empty glass to her lips and tired to reach a few drops at the bottom.
"I suppose you'll beat me now. Afterall thats what he would do now..."
Of course by HE she meant her father...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:43:05 GMT -6
Giovanni just stared at her and then replied quietly "My friend at the strip club? That's all she is just a friend Sera. You have been with me through thick and thin, why would I leave you now? Besides, how do you know about that? HUH?" Giovanni almost shouted the final word, hoping she wouldn't know that his 'Friend' was what he was hoping would be more than a friend. He had no urge to beat her, after all he despised Alphonse Grillo and everything he did.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:46:48 GMT -6
Serafina moaned and covered her face, starting to cry again. Sher finally burried her face in her arms. She was drunk and she felt sick and terrible. She almost just wanted to die...
She'd never tell him she suspected this and finally hired someone to track him and find out for sure...
Sitting up her tears turned into ironic laughter. "Yeah I know Gio. You wouldnt want to loose me since i'm such a good status symbol for you. The perfect little wife. Well I'll tell you what." She stood up and took her ring, swagering slightly. She held it up, making sure he could see it before she put it back on her hand.
"I'll stay your wife, but know this, I will NEVER forgive you for cheating on me! Do you understand!? NEVER!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:51:22 GMT -6
"I'll stay your wife, but know this, I will NEVER forgive you for cheating on me! Do you understand!? NEVER!" Giovanni frowned and then replied smugly, and came closer to her, emitting a strong smell of Scotch and cigarettes "Yeah whatever Sera. Just save your breath. If that's all you think you are to me, than just continue living in your little world." Then he smirked, a smirk he learned from Al Grillo, a smirk he knew Sera hated. If she could yell at him, well then two could play this game.
*Oooh, two drunken people arguing. Interesting...
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 23, 2009 23:55:53 GMT -6
It was true, it sparked something inside of her and Serafina lost it.
With a scream that could only be described as hysterical, she raised her hands and struck at his chest with everything she has over and over, screaming and crying at the same time, all the pent up passion and rage she’d had ever since her father had beat her came out…
“I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU SON OF A BITCH!”
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:01:00 GMT -6
Giovanni just stood there, laughing as she hit him. Eventually though he had enough and grabbed her arms yelling "ENOUGH! ENOUGH! YOU GRILLOS ARE ALL ALIKE. ANGRY AT THE WORLD FOR HOW IT HAS WRONGED YOU." Giovanni didn't know if it was true or not, but he decided to say it anyways.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:04:44 GMT -6
Serafina gritted her teeth and winced , fearful of what he might do since he was so much bigger than she was. But as he spoke she got angry again and looked up into his face, her expression hateful.
“YOU’VE wrong me! I’m trapped! I'm your pet that has to depend on you for EVERYTHING! I had your children! And now I’m trapped her in this life with YOU! A man who is all about honor and then can’t honor a marriage! I hate you so much because of it! And now, I’m even more trapped because I’m pregnant with YOUR child! I wish it wasn’t yours! I wish it was someone else’s!”
Her voice was a hiss as she spoke, trying to pull out of his grasp…
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:08:47 GMT -6
Giovanni laughed again then replied simply "Really? Think so?" then he laughed again, and roughly pulled her close and quickly kissed her before pushing her back still holding her by the arms, and laughing. He knew the Scotch was making him act like this and the Vodka was making her act the way she did, but he didn't care. He released her, perhaps with a little extra force then he meant too.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:17:35 GMT -6
Her scream got cut off by his lips. She fought against him, weakly hitting against his chest for a moment before she went limp. Despite how cruel he was to her, she still loved him, and the kiss felt good.
When he flung her back, her feet stumbled and she fell against the table, crying out as she caught herself. Falling down too hard could be fatal to the baby.
Glaring at him, she didn’t have anything to say, anything else she could do. She couldn’t hurt him like he’d hurt her, she was too weak.
“Fuck you Gio! Go be with your little mistress! And forget about everything we’ve had! You cant love me and do this to me! I wont let you!”
She stood up straight then and carefully tried to find her way out of the room even though it was difficult. She moved slowly, her hand out to touch the wall to help guide her…
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:21:59 GMT -6
Giovanni sighed and then walked over to her and said quietly "Sera, let me help you upstairs. I'm sorry." and he gently grabbed her arm and tried to lead her upstairs. He was unsure how she would react if he were to pick her up.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 0:25:14 GMT -6
Serafina pulled away sharply and hissed.
"Dont touch me! Dont you ever touch me again!" She sobbed weakly and leaned against the banister. She knew she should let him help her. She wasnt feeling well at all, but her pride wouldnt let her.
Finally she just sat down on the steps, gasping for air...
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