Chapter 6

CHAP 6

JADE

It's been two days since the deadline that Gianni gave me has passed but I still haven't found a job, I think that now even if I find a job as a housekeeper I will do it, I'm even ready to polish the floor so as not to leave Angel with these people, but right now I really don't have peace of mind at any moment he can show up to pick up the little one and I can't even stop him

I just got home from a long day that wasn't productive, I'm popping in for a bath and settling into my aunt's living room with Angel, I had just fed him, rocked him to bed when I hear someone knocking at the door, my heart skips a beat, even though I didn't want to admit it my body was telling me that the moment I dreaded the most was coming, even though I tried to convince myself otherwise , should I go out the back door and run away with the baby, what if it wasn't him?

My aunt: the doorbell has been ringing for a while why don't you open?

Me whispering: what if it was that madman?

My aunt: but you too he will not arrive at this time to send the child away

Me: you're probably right

She opened the door, I continued to rock the baby, I sang him a song to make him sleep, but at one point I felt that I was being watched, and I felt a presence in the living room, when I looked up he was there, present in front of me with two people, and my aunt who looked at me with desolation

Gianni: Good evening!

Me with a brittle voice: do you think it's a good evening?

Gianni: anyway you know very well why I'm here, these two gentlemen are representatives of the law, we come to pick up the little one with an order signed by the judge

One of the gentlemen comes up to me to show it to me, I didn't understand anything that was written on this piece of paper, but even if this idiot is the incarnation of the devil he wouldn't go and make a false piece of paper to send it to me, i feel like my heart is breaking, i couldn't even get up from the chair, i was stunned

Me: what did you give the judge to sign this for you?

Gianni: I didn't need to give anything, you're not the mother of the baby, his father is alive and can give him a better future while you will have a hard time giving him three meals a day since you don't even have a job

Me trying not to cry: if I don't have a job it's thanks to you, and you think money is more important in a baby's life than the love we're going to give him here? Since you are obviously unable to feel or offer love to anyone, what do you want them to become like you? A child stuffed with money who will not know the value of things, who will not be able to tell the difference between good and evil, who will despise people who are not of his social class, a spoiled child who will become narcissistic, who won't feel anything in his heart is that what you want for him?

Gianni: All I know is he'll be better off with us, he's one of us, I'll ask you to hand me the baby

Me bursting into tears: no but you're not gonna do that, you're not gonna take me Angel, you already took my sister

One of the gentlemen: madam give him the baby without any problem, we have been ordered to take you on board if you object...

Gianni cutting him off: we're not going to get to that point, miss jade is going to cooperate right?

I turn to him in tears, begging him with my eyes not to take the baby away from me, but that means nothing to him, he remains impassive, the baby also begins to cry when he takes him out of my arms, I I collapse on the ground, I promised my sister to take care of this child and I failed again, if I no longer have this child I have no reason to live

Gianni: stop dramatizing, I'm not taking this child to the slaughterhouse so stop since your tears won't change my mind

Me wiping my face: at least give me time to put things away

Gianni: he won't need that, we've prepared everything for him so you can keep all his

I walk over to the couch and grab a shirt from my sister and hand it to her.

Gianni: But what am I going to do with this?

Me: it's his mother's shirt, I always wrap him in it in the evening, since he changes his environment at least with his he will feel at home where he goes

Gianni taking the shirt from my hands: you see no, so that you know that all we want is his good

With that he leaves without letting me say goodbye to Angel, when he goes out and closes the door I feel my heart tearing, I run into the room crying, my God will I be able to endure one more ordeal??? ?....

Gianni

When I arrive home, the baby has finally calmed down and fallen asleep in my arms, I go to the daycare center that I have had installed mainly for him, I find there laba the nanny that I I hired, personally checking her CV and she was warmly recommended to me by several couples, when she sees me she comes towards me

Rose: Good evening sir!

Gianni: Good evening!

Rose: I'll take the baby from you

Gianni: no no I prefer to put myself to bed in the evenings

Rose: ok sir

She leaves me there with Angel, I tuck him in, put him in his crib and cover him with his mother's shirt, on leaving take care of turning on the baby monitor, I turn off the light and turn on the night light, it's been a long day today

Wanting to go back to my apartments I meet this old magpie Damienne, my father's wife, this woman I support her less and less

Me: good evening!

Damienne: I just heard you brought that brat here, who's going to take care of it?

Me trying to keep my cool already that brat as you call him he's your husband's child and don't worry I won't let you near him

Damienne: So you want to impose his presence on us since I'm sure your father doesn't want him here either.

Me flying into a rage: you don't have to stay, if his present upsets you and your husband so much you can leave this house today, and for your information I don't want you near him you got it right?

Damienne: Don't even worry I'm not even going to go near that thing

I'd rather leave her there before I say something I'm sure I might regret, I've had quite a long day I have to go and rest, I'm sure that little savage, is not going to let me get out so easily, I sense that tomorrow will be an explosive day...