𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1
She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck.
"I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?"
I looked into those deep gre...
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ARES RUSSO
I'm hurt.
I haven't stopped exercising. I haven't stopped taking my anger out in weapons. I couldn't be bothered by the cuts I tear through the prisoners skin. Prisoners of my father, not the county jail.
As I stand out in the September wind, it's battling against the tight sweater I have on and furrowing between the stitches. I carry on with my run. The night sky hasn't settled. I haven't seen anyone's face in fifty hours. It felt so wrong to sit with my other friends while my best friend was dead.
She killed him. And she had no remorse for it. She never felt regret because what would that do for her? What would it help with? She killed men every second day, regret or guilt is something she would feel. I have to keep that in mind.
She is poisonous. Melaina is poisonous. I haven't an antidote for what I've tasted. I'm not sure I want one but for what it's worth, the poison was worth it.
I'm also not one for regrets because everything happens for a reason so I do not regret my time with Lorelai. The time that we didn't have sex and yet still built a connection deeper than anyone anticipated.
I run up the stairs and get into the apartment. I stop suddenly, looking around to see everyone sitting in the living room. Everyone except for Giana.
"Motherfuckers played us." Dom cursed and threw a piece of paper to Stefano before standing up and stomping back to his room.
"What happened?" My gut twisted when I thought of Lorelai and if she did something to Giana, thinking she was Jessica. I may not be as in love with Lorelai anymore but she is scary. Very scary.
"I'm on Lorelai's side." Stefano handed me the paper and I felt the weight of multiple papers. Rae stood up and walked with Jessica to the kitchen.
I perched myself on the couch and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead and cupids bow before opening the papers. My body froze up and sweat trickled down the dryness of my skin. I went pale and wished to kill someone.
Pictures of a badly beaten Lorelai. Her face was red, lacked of the richness and decorated in purple and red bruises. I fixed on her swollen eye. A small cut on Lorelai's full lips got my blood running hot. Her eyes were closed or they were so swollen she couldn't open them. The camera was very graphic on how her face was beaten. The green tracksuit she wore reminded me of the pink one she wore with the word juicy on it. The green looked muddy green. Murk and dirty. A peak of her stomach was showing and I'm not sure if my eyes saw red or that was blood.
I read the letter behind it. I read it but I didn't read it. I was already on my way to Doms room and ordering for Luigis location. Dom and Stefano were working gaining his location. I fight the urge to destroy everything in my path.
