The Wedding Night

Melody POV

It was dark. Too dark that I had no idea where I was. All I could feel was the cold of the night that sent shivers into my soul. It was too cold that I thought my heart was going to freeze.

“Is anyone out there?” I screamed for help. My voice echoed into the night. It was as if I was the only one in the world. While trying to create heat with my hands, I heard a car driving from afar.

So I was on the street.

The headlight shone its light at me and I saw it coming straight at me. It was a black car.  When I tried to move out of its way, I was unable to. I was glued to that spot. I saw another car driving opposite and with the way the car swerved across the road, I knew something was going to happen. I was standing in between the cars and No matter how I tried to move, I was unable to. I screamed for the black car to stop but it was futile. The car swerving across the street passed through me like I was a hologram and rammed into the black car. The black car somersaulted and landed at the edge of the bridge. No damage was done to the reckless car but the driver’s door was missing and when I looked around to find it, it was laying few meters away from me.

“Help me,” a voice begged. It was a child’s voice. I was suddenly able to walk as I found myself following the voice that leads to the black car. The car was losing its balance. “Help me,” the voice begged again. I rushed to the car and gasped when I saw a family of four. It was a man, his wife, and their daughters. I tried to help them opened the door but I couldn’t because my hand went right through the door. The driver of the reckless car came out of the car and walked towards the black car that was hanging at the edge of the bridge. The man who seems to be about 180cm tall got to the car but instead of helping, he pushed the car off the bridge. The car landed in the water and I couldn’t do anything but stared at the family that had perished.

“What did you do?” I yelled at the man but he only smiled and walked away. I could not see his face because of the darkness. I walked to the edge of the bridge and cried. While I was still crying, I suddenly found myself inside award. Two girls were lying beside each other. The first girl looks to be about ten years old while the other one looks like a five-year-old. I recognized them as the girls in the black car.

“How did they survived?” I thought as I looked at them. The older one looks to be in the worst condition as she was connected to life support. Hot tears rolled down my face as I stared at the girls. The man could have helped them but he pretended he didn’t see them. He killed them.

“Melody, melody,” I heard someone calling but I couldn’t see who. The voice sounded again and when I turned to look back. I woke up from what I felt was a dream yet it seems like a memory.

“Melody,” I recognized the voice as Lorena’s.

My eyes lids felt heavy as I tried to open my eyes. I blinked twice before opening my eyes. The white light above me was so bright that I had to close my eyes and opened them again to adjust to the brightness.

“Are you okay? You were crying in your sleep.”

“Where I’m I Lorena?” I asked as I look around. The pungent smell of chemicals filled my nose as I struggled to stand up with Lorena’s. No one needs to tell me that I was in a hospital. “What happened? How did I get here?” I asked

“You don’t recall?” Lorena questioned. I looked at her and just then, the memory of the elevator came rushing in. “You were poisoned and Giovanni saved you.”

At the mention of Giovanni’s name, my heart jumped. I wanted to see him and so looked around for any sign of him but there was no none. He was not in sight.

“He is not here,” Lorena informed me. “He left this morning. He should be back soon,” she assured me.

“Where is Hope?” I asked.

“She is at the hospital daycare. She wanted to play so I took her there.”

“What?” I jumped out of the bed but fell as my feet made contact with the ground.

“Melody,” Lorena shrieked. “What is wrong with you?” She helped me up.

“Where is my daughter? They are going to come after her. They will take her away from me,” I cried and freed myself from Lorena.

“Where are you going?” She trailed behind me as I walked to the door. I needed to make sure my daughter was saved because she is my only Hope. “You are insane Melody!” Lorena shouted and grabbed my hand.” you want to see your daughter?” She asked and I nodded. “I’ll take you there.” She helped me out of the door and the first thing I noticed was the guards standing at the entrance. I jumped in fear when I saw them but Lorena made me understood that they were from Giovanni.

“I’m just taking her to meet her daughter,” Lorena explained to the guards.

“We were ordered not to let her out of our sight so we are coming with you.” One of the guards said.

“Very well then,” Lorena agreed. “Do you need to see the doctor?”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

I shook my head.”All I need right now is to see my daughter and make sure she is okay.” Lorena didn’t say anything after that and just took me to the daycare which was on the ground floor. When my daughter saw me, she rushed to embrace me.

“Mum,” she shouted happily and jumped into my arms.”Aunty Lorena and Giovanni said you were resting. They say I shouldn’t disturb you.”

“I’m fine now,” I looked at Lorena and gave her a questioning look but she just shrugged her shoulders. If Giovanni has already met her then it means he might have already figured it out.

“Mummy, where is Giovanni? He is my new friend.” Hope looked around and when she didn’t see me, she sighed sadly. “He said he’ll come to see me.”

“I-i,” just as I was about to reply to her, I heard some noises coming from the entrance and I rushed out. I didn’t know why I rushed out but my instinct said I should.

Three people were wheeled into the hospital and the one person I recognized was Giovanni. “No! It can’t be,” I shouted and run to catch up with him. “Giovanni!” I shouted his name as I saw the state he was in. He wasn’t badly injured but there was a gash on his head and a copious amount of blood flows from his head down his face. “Giovanni, wake up”!” I yelled and touched his face. “Franklin!” I shouted his other name. The one I was familiar with. “Don’t do this,” I begged. I was suddenly pulled backward by Lorena as they wheeled him into the theatre room. “I thought you said he was coming back!” I cried into Lorena’s arms.

“It going to be okay. ” she pats my shoulders.

Two other people were wheeled but they seem to be okay. I recognize one of them as Giovanni’s trusted bodyguard. He looked to be okay but he wasn’t opening his eyes. Whatever happened to them means the attacker had struck again but, who could be the attacker?

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Giovanni POV

Five years ago,

I came home to inform my father about the new development of the company I just took over but on getting to his study, he was in a heated conversation with someone. I stood by the door and listened to their conversation. I knew I wasn’t supposed to do that but I had never trusted my father.

“Why are you acting like this George?” I recognized the voice as my mother’s. “We both agreed to this. You needed an heir and your brother was the only option.”

“I know I can’t procreate. You don’t have to rub it on my face.” My father retorted.

I had no idea what they were saying but I knew I had to wait and listened for more.

“Everything I did was for that company Marissa. Now your son has come to take over and you think that I’ll be fine!” He shouted. “I framed my brother for murder to get where I am and then your useless son decided to ruin everything. I’ll kill him!”

“George he is your son!”

“My son?” My father chuckled, “you and I both know that he is not my son!” He shouted. “You whore around with my brother and gave birth to him. He is no son of mine!”

“Well, it’s not my fault you are unable to procreate.” My mother mocked and I heard a slap followed by a punch and another slap.

“You foolish woman! I can kill you here right now but I won’t because I still need your pitiful ass.”

I had just heard the truth and it was shocking. My father was not my real father. I wanted to rush in and confront them but I couldn’t. I just stood by the door as my so-called father hit my mother.

“I am going to tell everyone about your crimes. I’ll tell the world the truth about your past. I’ll tell them how you killed your father to gain control over the company but when you later found out that it belonged to your brother, you framed him for murder.” my mother burst into laughter. ” you are a murderer!” She shouted. My father grabbed her by the throat and pinned her to the table.

“I’ll kill you!” He threatened.

“Go on!” My mother encouraged. “You are nothing but a murderer!” She laughed again. “I regret marrying you! If you dare touch any of my sons, I’ll kill you myself.”

“You are going to keep your mouth shut till the end of it would result in bloodbath Marissa,” he threatened and let go of my mother’s neck. My mother dropped to the ground and began to cry. I moved closer to see her but my leg hit the vase that was beside me. My father raised his head and made eye contact with me. I glared at him and he also did the same. I didn’t want my mother to find out that I had figured out the truth so I walked away.

The next day, my father visited me in the office. He told me to pretend that I didn’t hear or see anything but I refused and he threatened me.

“You will adhere to my warning or you face the consequences.” He threatened.

“Why should I listen to you?” I scoffed, “you ain’t my father.”

“Little boy,” he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “Just because you know my secret, you think you can act on your own. I planned your existence. You should be grateful I gave you life. You should be grateful that I gave you everything.”

“Grateful?” I also grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “Listen, everything wasn’t yours to began with. You never gave me a life because you are not God and certainly not my father. You are a manipulator and that’s why you are like this!”

He released his hand from the collar of my shirt and gave me a deafening slap on my left cheek. I chuckled and spit out blood from my mouth. “I’ll let this go because I once considered you as my father but the next time you try this, I’ll break your hand. ” I threatened. “Turn yourself in before I reveal everything to the world.”

“You can’t do that! I’m your father!”

“For the last time, you are not my father. I need you to leave before I take you to.”

“You sure you are not going to regret this?” He asked and when I didn’t give him a reply, he walked away.

A week passed but my father refuses to turn himself in and on my wedding night, he attacked but I got saved by Lorenzo.