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rowan
i turned my head to face the wall. i held the blade out in my hand and carved a tally mark into it. i cross my right leg over my left and hummed softly. i've been in prison for two years already, i owed another year, but my charming husband told me he'd be getting me out anytime soon— well at least that's what he told me six months after angelica was born. i sighed deeply and closed my eyes. i missed two of her birthdays already and i hate myself for it. she probably knows how to walk already and even say a few words, but i had to take the fall for him. it's what someone does for the love of their life.
*flashback*
"lorenzo has been fucking up with our shipments, he says we owe him $150,000, but it's bullshit. he won't give us shit until we pay up" joey walked into the living room and loaded his gun, he slipped it into his back pocket. "he should know better then try to rob us." i stood up and carefully hand roman angelica. "i'm going with you." i tell him.
joey quickly shook his head. "no way baby, you need to stay here with angelica, she needs her mother."
"and she needs her father too." i walk up to him and look into his eyes. "roman can stay here with angelica while we go deal with lorenzo, it'll be an easy operation, we shoot him in the head or beat him to death and boom we're hope by dinner." he stared at me, i could hear the hesitation in his voice. "fine." he mumbled.
i kiss his cheek before picking up my shoes from the floor and put them on. i walk over to the lock box and punch in the numbers before taking out two guns and some bullets. i load the guns and slip them behind my pocket before walking back over to joey.
"let's go." i say before walking over to roman and angelica. i kiss her forehead lightly before looking at roman. "we'll be back quickly." i tell him before walking out the door with joey. we get into the car and drive over to lorenzo's liquor store where we get our shipments from. once we get here joey quickly pulls me aside.
"rowan i don't want you to do this." i rolled my eyes.
"joey, we got married for a reason. i promised to have your back through the good and the worst, i plan on keeping that promise." i cup his cheek and kiss him quickly. "it's going to be okay." he nods. i pull my hand away and walk inside the liquor store with joey.
"rowan, joey! so good to see you." lorenzo nervously chuckled as he walked towards us. joey and i both look at each other before walking closer to lorenzo.
"you fucking with my shipments, enzo?" joey pulled out his gun and pointed it straight at his head.
"¿Crees que soy un maldito idiota, mierda de cerebro?" joey asked as i walked behind lorenzo and pointed a gun at the back of his head. fuck his spanish was hot.
"see my wife here has no problem painting your store walls with your brain." joey pulled his gun away and pointed it up at the ceiling as he walked around lorenzo in circles, i smile down at him. "you know what happens when someone messes with my business." he bent down and whispered into his ear. "they end up six feet under ground."
"HEY!" i turn around and see two armed men standing there, there guns pointed at us. i cocked my gun and started firing bullets at them. they move out of the way and start firing as well i duck down and shoot one of the guys leg making fall onto the ground and yell. i quickly crawl over behind the boxes of soda. i cover my head as bullets flew my way, i looked over and saw lorenzo trying to escape.
