Judas kiss

Chapter 86 - Marcela if you`re using him

"Aww.."

Della cooed at the tiny little energetic boy who couldn't stop moving his legs and flipping his arms in all

directions.

"Alfredo says he will be a soccer player." Mila said softly earning a laugh from her best friend.

"He is too energetic..

"I can't keep up with him atleast Alfredo has been staying up all night."

"Alfredo is such a sweetheart.." Della added putting Alejandro in a more comfortable position. He

rubbed his eyes with his hand in a fist. Della couldn't really whom he would look like but that nose was

definitely Alfredo.

"He is... oops there he goes again. Hitting himself on the face and scratching himself.. he is only a

month old." Mila said with concern.

"You should put on gloves or make him wear his tiny socks on his hands. Leo used to do the same

thing.." Della advised.

"Alfredo says he is a fighter that's why.. i have a feeling he spoil him rotten."

"Not if Alejandro has siblings—" she was immediately cut off.

"Nope no no, I'm done. That was the worst most painful experience of my life. I was ready to die

honestly. Being in labor for seven hours is no joke." Mila groaned. "I have no idea, how you're doing it

did the second time.. and you're due in a month from now."

"I think, I will be fine. I don't want to think too much about it." Della smiled letting Alejandro hold her

finger but the little boy had it aimed for his mouth. Mila immediately gave him his dummy that had his

name customized with a black print and the Molinero sign. "He is always hungry don't mind him.."

"Nice.. I bet Alfredo did that."

"Yes, he is super excited and proud. This boy is going to be a brat but on my watch. I will not hesitate to

whoop his ass with a?chancla (flip flop)?while his father is watching.. like how we grew up."

This had Della laughing hysterically.

"Ale, your mom is joking she would never beat a pretty little boy like you.." Della cooed at the little boy

who immediately started moving his tiny legs and arms. His tiny fingers got ahold of the handle ring on

his dummy as he threw it across the room.

Mila sighed.

"He does that all that time.. then you wonder if I will need a?chancla (flip flop)?with this one."

Della once again laughed hysterically making Alejandro curl up and smile.

"Don't be hard on mommy okay?"

Alejandro smiled once more bring a ball of fist in his mouth.

"My family heard—" Mila said softly.

Della gasped.

"Some stupid news paper announced the birth of Alejandro and couldn't wait to mention my name. My

family is furious.. they called me demanding I leave Alejandro and come back home. How am I

supposed to leave my baby, my everything... they're really stupid. I love Alfredo and Alejandro my two

A's" Mila smiled. As if Alejandro could understand, he smiled along. "They're crazy if they think I will.

I'm so happy, I'm at my happiest and they think I will leave everything to come be a cashier in their tiny

beat up supermarket.."

"I'm glad.." Della said gently, she knew this was a tiny subject.

"I'm moving to Mexico in a few months.. just until our house is done with renovations. Fredo has finally

agreed to move here, I know that will mean he is constantly traveling back and forth but he

understands that I want to raise Alejandro here and closer to you."

"Alfredo will do anything for you, to think just a few months ago you were running away from him.."

"Well.." Mila chuckled. "I will only be in Mexico for a month. So I can see my family and maybe soften

them up with Alejandro's sweet toothless smile."

"They won't be able to resist that right Ale.." the little boy smiled again as if he already knew his given

name.

"Can you believe Alfredo only speaks to him in Spanish.. he demands I do it too."

"You should, he will learn faster especially since he will not be growing up in Mexico."

"You're right but you spoke to Leo in Spanish and he still doesn't speak it."

"Trust me, he knows and understands everything I have to say. He just did not grasp speaking it

himself... he was confused. I just wasn't sure if it was right for him to learn spanish or French or

English. There were just so many languages and I think English was easier for him because everyone

around him even in pre-school spoke it. He definitely understands everything in Spanish though."

"Aw I miss Leo so much.."

"He is growing taller each day, I fear by eighth grade he would have surpassed me." Della chuckled.

"With those long legs that took me a while to push out. I already know Alejandro will be a giant." Mika

joked.

"Blame the men we choose to father our kids.." Della added.

Della and Mila talked a bit more until, Alejandro fell asleep. Mila wasn't mad that Della had gotten

married infact she kept saying?'I told you so!'?only because so many times.. Mila always told Della that

you never knew and could never be too sure about anything. Feelings change constantly..

—

"Marcela.. isn't it too soon.."

"Too soon?" Garreth questioned. "We have been waiting for this our whole lives and there is absolutely

no time to waste right Marcy?"

"Definitely!"

Della was still trying to process everything.

"And Lyle?"

"Lyle loves Garreth just as much now. You leaving him here gave him time to bond with the both of us." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Marcela replied, placing a glass of orange juice in front of her daughter. Della didn't waste anytime

gulping down half of it. This was insane—

"I thought you hated each other.. I mean Marcela.."

"She is a good liar but definitely not with me. I knew there was a reason why she had told me she loved

me first back in the day.."

"Ohh.."

"Marcela if you're using him—"

"I just want to be happy okay. I'm grateful for Garreth for never ever giving up on me even when I

showed him a lot of anger. We're even going for couples therapy. I understand his side of the story and

he understands mine as well. I have made so many mistakes and he loves me enough to still treat me

so purely."

Della was speechless.

Garreth caressed Marcela's cheek as she said this. They stared at each other for a moment before

staring back at Della. Who looked utterly astonished—

"This is a prank right? I'm eight months pregnant please don't joke like that!"

"Darling.. don't be foolish. We didn't always hate each other you know.. that's how we made you

obviously.."

Della cringed making the couple, laugh at her reaction. It was entertaining on their part.

"Where is Lyle?"

"Spending the day with Gerald, they went to the zoo." Marcela replied. Della could see that her mother

had a different hairstyle. The blood red extensions she once had on weren't there anymore. Her

shoulder length hair now naturally jetblack. She looked different... like a.. m-o—m a mom. Even for

Della it felt weird for her to say it or call her that.

"We saw the magazine, that was a great touch." Garreth said proudly. "Especially the part where

Jeanine revealed she was a snake." Garreth chuckled along with his fiancée. Now come to think of it

these two had the same humor.

"You looked amazing as the cover.. with Andre and Leo argggh it looked so picture family perfect. They

did a great job."

"It was even trending on twitter.." Marcela added.

Garreth chuckled. "I don't really entertain these social media things."

"... don't worry I will show you. First we should open you an Instagram account even though I think you

will love twitter more because you love being problematic with you biased opinions." Marcela scoffed.

"My opinions are valid, you just don't agree with them."

"Damn right I don't, on second thought maybe you shouldn't have a twitter account. It will give more

reason for people to hate you!"

Della just stared as they quarreled not in a vicious way but friendly and humorous way. It was weird not

seeing them trying to bite their heads off each other.

Very weird.