The Mafia’s Regret

Emery The smell of earth invaded my senses. A pungent mud and dirt scent that was mixed with flowers that were sitting around the freshly dug hole. A tear fell down my face but I refused to wipe it away. I didn’t apply makeup this morning because I knew it would be pointless… the tears hadn’t stopped falling for the past couple of days. I watched as they lowered the casket into the ground. I said a silent last goodbye to my husband of ten years as I watched him disappear into the smelly dirty earth. Had he been alive he would’ve been complaining that the hole in which he were being buried wasn’t lined with concrete or marble. Jasper was a difficult man… as were most of the men in my world. He was proud and cold … but I loved him fiercely. We’d been contractually given to each other so to speak from the time we were toddlers. Our courtship and marriage one of agreement by our fathers, who had both been heads of different mafia gangs. It didn’t matter to me that we had been forced

EmeryJasper was staring at me from his spot at the door. “Are you playing another trick? Is that what this is?” He asked me, dumbfounded by my previous statement. “I never played a trick the first time Jasper. Either you are way too paranoid and untrusting or you did it yourself and arranged for your dad to walk in on us. I don’t know why you would though .. since you never wanted to marry me anyway.” I told him. Jasper frowned. “What’s going on with you??” He asked. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I said. “Well you gotta give me something because your acting crazy!” He demanded. Okay.. I thought… let’s just see how he likes it. “You really wanna know??” I asked him. “Okay then. We’ve already lived through this moment. We were married for years and you ignored me and treated me awful even though I loved you……” I began. He scoffed. “Your going to project what you think will happen and that’s why your saying all this??” He interrupted. At that he turned and walked

Emery I left the office pretty soon after our conversation had ended. My thoughts were piling on top of each other and I needed to get back home. It had become my sanctuary for the last few days. My house wasn’t as extravagant as most of the others in the business. Most of them owned high rise apartments and basically freaking mansions. But I loved my spot. It was surrounded with huge pine trees in the front and back yards. The house itself was all wood and it made me feel as if I were one with nature. Plus I had paid for it all by myself. None of the money that went into this house was blood money. And that’s probably what I loved about it the most. My parents left me a large sum of money after they passed away but I wouldn’t get the trust until I’d turned twenty six - next year. But I also had a steady income from several real estate properties they owned and the money in stocks and bonds. But I wanted my first official home to be just mine — something no one would ever try t

Emery I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. What was he doing?? Why was he bidding on my mother’s necklace? He knows what that means to me. He has to remember.. did he forget me talking about it with him all those times? The auctioneer called out $10,000 for the first bid and when Jasper raised his hand I had gone into a complete daze. I quickly looked around.. snapping out of it. A few other people were also bidding. Shit. He was up to $25 thousand now. I raised my hand. “25 to the lady in the back ..” the man said. Jasper and Vivian both turned to me. Jasper frowned .. but Vivian.. she grinned. Was she doing this shit on purpose?? She had seen me looking at the necklace in the brochure. How evil are these people?Someone else bid 30 then. Jasper could get anything he wanted. Why did he have to go for the one thing that meant something to me? He had plenty of money… He could easily buy any of these other relics or expensive paintings or statues. Although - how ridiculous

Emery As I sat in the hallway eavesdropping on the two of them I began to feel sicker and sicker. Oh how I wish I would’ve known all the things I do now … back then. I would’ve made so many different choices. I had believed everything he’d told me. All the medication he’d given me.. I’d trusted him with it. And instead of it helping me to get pregnant .. it had ruined my chances. “Besides .. I could never forget about you. And you’ll always be taken care of. If something happens to me - it will all go to you.” Jasper told Vivian. I was going to throw up. He’d decided this even before we were married? He never even cared about me at all… not even if the beginning. Did I ever even know this man at all? Did he ever love me … even a little? I wanted to take this collectors item out of the case I was carrying and shoot his ass with it. I didn’t, of course, but I wanted to. In that moment .. any sort of attachment I’d been holding on to for Jasper … completely disappeared. I snuck