The first thing that made me realize I had woken up was the warm hand gripping mine. It was the soft voice that quietly graced my ears. My brain kicked and I knew this morning was one that came with a tragic event. My eyes opened and closed, still no movement. “Forgive me my love, I will sin.” My breath caught on my throat while my heart ran a stampede. “Promises I have made to you will be broken and I will not even try to keep them. I will kill. I will kill all and I won’t even feel bad about it. Lord. Protect her for me. She is my world.” ‘Lord, please protect him instead, please father, protect him with all you have.’ I quickly prayed to contest in my mind, asking over and over. I held his hand tighter and I could not lay there anymore. I rose from the bed, the room dark with Elio knelt by the bed. I scooted over, him blending in with the darkness. It hurt even more, seeing that it was happening. I moved so fast over the sheets that tied even more around me. My arms wrapped arou
A soft knock came at the door. As much as I tried going back to sleep, I couldn’t. I just lay in bed knowing I had to get up to eat but I did not feel like it. I did not want to eat at all and I decided to fast for as long as I could until Elio came back. I could not just live life while he was out there going through who knows what. I would eat fruits only and pray for his return. I did not want company as bad as that sounded and as the door slightly opened dread fell on me. I just hoped it wasn’t Mamma. “Hi L. Are you awake?” A soft voice came and my eyes peeled open. The door closed, soft feet walking closer. “I came to check on you. Do you mind if I get in bed with you? We can cuddle and then eat ice cream later.” She tried and it was very appetizing but the problem was, I did not want anyone tainting Elio’s scent on the bed. I needed it embedded there for as long as it could. I turned around, pulling to sit up as she gave me a smile. I smiled back at her. “Hi. I was just abo
Elio Peace was all I felt. As I sat on the leather seat, staring ahead with my eyes looking yet not seeing, all I felt was enormous peace. It was not the same peace most felt. It was peace just before I turned the world upside down. It was the peace I felt every time before I went into a feast. It was the peace of knowing that when I was done with my work I wouldn’t be recognizable. The peace went along with deep hatred and anger. It was my best feelings all together, bringing me such refreshing calmness. In my head I could already see the blood that I would wear like a coat stitched together from my victims. It was going to be the biggest and bloodiest massacre since the Hamston takedown. The car door opened, air rushing in to greet and cool my boiling skin. I swung, not in control of my own body. It knew what it needed to do and I was high on what was about to happen, it taking charge. Not even the deafening noise from the jets pulled me from my peace. Not even the men running
We killed our way through the city. Any establishment that even housed a Saxstan was burned to the ground. We were fast and very efficient. I had a list of the men I wanted spared and it was as short as my toes. The rest had graves with their names waiting. We did not waste time, there were too many to kill. There was no time to do all the things I wished. I saved all the gore for their leader. Two weeks it had been and we were tying up loose ends. Word had spread about the war. Most of the establishments we hit were ready for us even though they had no idea when we would hit. But as we took more and more of the men down, the fight dwindled. The Saxstan cartel members were scattered and on the run. All took their family and splashed. There was nothing to stand up for anyways. All their warehouses were burned down. All the stock set alight. All the shipments and planes were made to fireworks for the heavens. As my team of five and I worked, my other teams were dismantling the Saxstan
LETHUTwo days, two full days was all it took for me to completely fall into utter and soul wrecking depression. When my periods hit town, I fell into a deadly rut.Where was Elio? Was he okay? The texts I sent Salvatore to pass onto Elio had no replies. My heart beat in an absolute cripple yet at the same time I knew Elio wouldn’t want me to be that concerned. He would want me to take care of myself just like he did so I tried to sleep, tried to eat as much as I could after breaking my fast at night.The two weeks were the most horrid of my life. The wedding planning kept me busy but I was still dying inside every second that passed with Elio not by my side. Salvatore assured me that Elio was fine and that he would be back which was why I tried so hard to be involved in the wedding preparations. I wanted Elio to come back to the most perfect wedding for both of us. Irya and I worked day and night. There were a lot of things to do and time was not on our side. At first Irya had been
ELIO Tik tok Tik tok Tik tok. I could see her in my head. I could see her hair spread over the pillow, a contained mess with her hands fisted on the sides of her face. Her lower lip quivered as she let out a breath, it slipping through the small gap between her lips. I could see the sun creating a halo over her, nearly blinding me as she shone right before my eyes. Her face turned to me, so still and perfectly asleep. Her skin glowed against the rays, her dark and pink lips slightly wet. Her nostrils flared with each breath she took. Tik tok Tik tok Tik tok. Elio. Her voice echoed and I turned my pounding head to the side, a small part of me hoping my eyes would lay on her beautiful face but why would she be in such a place. The filth on the walls was hidden by the darkness. The moans coming from the next room sent my already unsettled stomach on a frenzy. My eyes burned even with the darkness covering us away. My fingers danced in a sequence with the burn felt deep to the
A gun on each hand, walking in as if I was God himself. If it was my time to die there was no going around it at that point. I never missed, not even once. Each bullet found its target, Bartise and Asherah next to me. Bullets tore through the door from behind us, Ramen taking out his own from wherever he was hiding. It seemed to all happen in slow motion, my body lowering, sliding through the floor as the bullets tore through from both sides. “Fuck!” One of my men shot out but I had no time to check. My rounds were done, throwing the empty gun with my knife quickly pulled out. I groaned as a bullet tore through my leg and another through my already injured shoulder. The pain was paralyzing on top of the shots I had already taken. I span up, my knife finding its target. I held the body before me like a shield and let all that came to hit the dead body. Blood from my victim flowed as my arm wrapped around his slit throat. My free hand hung over his shoulder, shooting blazing bullets.
LETHU The flight was supposed to take two hours at most. I swear we had arrived at Verona but something happened and the jet turned back. Why had we turned around? What happened? Mamma and the others had the energy to keep asking but I did not. I was frozen in my seat and I just knew something was very wrong. I was curled into myself, my mind gone but I could not tell you where it was. I was scared to even say it but I knew something happened to Elio. I kept pushing the thought away in hopes of it not being true. I did not want to bring bad luck to us by even thinking of it but the feeling and thought wouldn’t leave me. I could feel it in my core. I paled by each minute that passed. The guards were not letting anything out, not responding to Mamma’s threats at all. All they said was that they were taking us back home. The flight back took another two hours and by the time we landed I could not even speak. I shot up the chair, Mamma holding my hand and patting my back while she tr