Shock hit me. My brother was shot. My big brother was dead. He was dead because of me! I sat on the ground sobbing and screaming until I felt the tears drain me. From the ashes of my sadness, anger rose.
Two shiny black leather boots appeared in front on my face. My breathing was heavy. My gaze slowly rose and through my lashes I peaked up at the man who had shot Dominic. He was smirking down at me. I brought in a shaky breath.
A slowly began to get to my feet. Every nerve in my body was on fire. When I fully stood I looked the man straight in the eyes. All of the men around us raised their guns and every one of them pointed directly at me. My eyes did not drop from the mans gaze.
"Ritirarsi. Non toccherai questa ragazza." The boss said.
(Stand down. You will not touch this girl.)
With that, all the guns were dropped. I continued to stare at the monster who killed my brother as the anger continued to bubble. I stepped closer, closing the gap between us.
"YOU FUCKING MONSTER! YOU ARE PIG SHIT! YOU ARE TRASH!" I began thrashing. My fists pounded his chest. I was screaming and crying at the top of my lungs. He seemed unaffected. I stopped quickly when I realized nothing moved him. Then one thing came to my mind. "Sei un uomo debole e distrutto. Mio padre ti distruggerà." I whispered in his ear.
(You are a weak and broken man. My father will destroy you.)
With that the man became stoic. His smirk dropped from his face. I watched anger rise in his eyes. My breathing came out in jagged breaths.
"Say something!" I shoved him. "You KILLED HIM!" I began screaming again. "You're a beast! I HATE YOU!" I kept hitting him; scratching, screaming, punching. Out of no where he grabbed my wrists and immobilized me. I whimpered and whined. My crying became a hypervenalation.
Next thing I knew the man stuck a needle in my arm and began injecting me with a substance. Instantly my muscles became fatigued and the woods began spinning. I fell limp and he slowly laid me on the ground.
"Sleep." A gruff and accented voice reached my ears in a muffled way.
My eyelids became heavy and I no longer could fight it. He won.
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Hey kids,
I'm supposed to be writing a college paper that is due 2maro morning but I left my MacBook at home so that isn't happening... So I choose to write. I think I'm going to write this chapter in the mystery man boss dude's perspective and then I'm going to write the last chapter. I may continue this story if it is viewed enough. However, that will only happen when I finish P&PW. Thanks for reading, I hope you're enjoying.
~MMK
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Fire and Ice
RomanceHe saw her on that stage. He needed her. That fire in her eyes, the way she glared at the crowd before her. She would be his, and nothing would get in his way.
