FALLEN 2~Through Tragedy To Triumph | By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 2063 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 4
The next morning I was awakened by the telephone. I could hear Vin softly talking in the background trying not to wake me. It was about five a.m. and Vin was talking to his publicist about a movie he was due to begin shooting next week. The ringing phone had also awaken Mark and I got up to get him before his whimpering turn into a crying fit. I could hear Dave's voice from the speaker-phone in the den that I had turned into an office. Vin was hoping the studio would allow him another week off. Dave’s voice is wavering with uncertainty as he told Vin the studio wont give him the time off.
"Look I don't think I can get you out of this without telling them about Mark and Miracle. I know you and I know you like your privacy. If I tell them, it's sure to leak." He said.
"You don't have anyone on the board that you can trust?" Vin asked.
"I have plenty of people I can trust but I can’t guarantee they're trustworthy," Dave replied.
"Well, Dave go to them again, see what you can do," Vin said sounding disappointed.
Going into the office I see him there sunk into the computer chair. Sliding Mark down onto his lap, I began to rub his shoulders.
"You're so tense." I said.
"Well I have reason to be." He replied.
"Listen." I say sitting opposite Mark on his lap. "I love you! If that means going back to LA in an hour or moving to Southeast Asia, I am by your side," I say planting a wet kiss on him.
Putting his forehead on mine he closed his eyes. "Let's go home. I have sometime to spend with you at home before I go."
So, we began to pack. We had three days to pack, by the time we would arrive in LA, we would have a few days to spend together before he had to leave. During that time we had constant visitors. Some were only there for a few hours, but that gave me a break. Angie, Electra and the gals couldn't wait for us to return. Chereese had become such a great friend it hurt like hell to leave her. The day we dropped my car off at the airport to be shipped to LA, the sinking feeling of leaving all that I have come to know once again, began to set in. That night when the babies cried I cried too. I started to feel lost at the thought of being alone in that big house with the babies for three months.
"What am I going to do?" I asked myself, while I was sitting in the rocking chair crying.
Vin walked into the room, "What's wrong?" He asked sprinting over to me. "What happened? Are the babies okay?"
I nodded "yes", still crying like a baby.
"What's wrong?" He asked palming my face with his hand and taking a knee.
"I need you. You can't go," I said sobbing. "I need you to help me with the babies. I can't do it alone." I began to ramble on before I realized it.
"We could get a nanny." He suggested.
"No, I need you." I said.
"You will do just fine." He said.
Taking me by the hands he guided me into the bedroom and laid me down across the bed. He began to massage me all over, explaining to me that he understood all that I was going through. He said that until the day he left he would do as much with the babies he could and let me rest. I was so relieved that he understood how burnt out I was after just two days. That night I had nothing to do but pump my breast milk, he did everything and saw to all my needs.
Two days later I was hugging Shennet and Chereese goodbye and we boarded a plane. Taking the stairs up to the charter, carrying Miri, I could hear Marky crying behind me. My first instinct was to go to him, but turning around, I saw his Daddy cuddling him in his arms. Once aboard the plane I went into the bedroom and stretched out across the bed for some rest. Vin had taken Miri and Marky out of the room with him. About an hour later he brought them back so he could go over his script. I walked around him steadily as I prepared to feed Miri and Marky. It seemed now their schedules were getting very close together. First latching Miri, who was propped up on a pillow, in the football hold position. Then my big boy, who would always feed the longest.
We touched down in LAX at six that evening and still getting little sleep, I felt like I had been run over by a bus. We took my car that had been waiting at the airport since shipping and we headed toward home. Ten minutes from home Vin insists that we go by Angie's house first, and he makes a U-turn and heads for her house. Right about now I am ready to scream. I am tired, cranky and he wants to go hang out. "Is he mad?" I ask myself, as I try my best to keep smiling as my blood boils. We pull up in the driveway and get out of the car.
Walking up to the house, a diaper bag over both shoulders. Vin confesses that it was Angie who told him I was in Florida.
"I figured." I replied. "She couldn’t keep a secret if you paid her." I continued with a laugh.
"She told me because I had been hanging out with her and Corey all the time, every chance I had," he said. "I guess she got tired of me sitting between them in the movies, coming over for lunch, dinner and sometimes breakfast, that she told," he said hunching his shoulders and giggling.
Ringing the doorbell I hear Angie scream from the other side, "It's open!" Turning the knob, pushing the door open and still giggling with Vin. I am shocked by the roar of a crowd screaming, "Surprise!" I blushed and smiled. "You guys!" I said. I make my way over and give Angie a hug, tears welling up in my eyes. I turned to Vin, wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a great big kiss. "Awe." Everyone said when we kissed. He was wearing that beautiful smile I could never resist. The crowd rushed us and the car seats disappeared from Vin's hands. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed me on my forehead. They had thrown me a surprise baby shower/welcome home party. There’s stacks and stacks of gifts. It felt good to be back in LA with my friends and extended family. I don't think Mark or Miracle stayed in their seats for more then a few seconds the entire night. They were being spoiled already.
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