Stolen moments

Chapter 30

Marcus Schenkenberg - Hulio Banerio.

I exhaled the smoke from the joint, getting to my high. I always do this after or before going to an operation. I need to reach my high to get rid of the voices in my head, and the blood... Oh the blood. A knock was heard, the door opened as Jared and Nicholio entered letting the light and noise from downstairs get in my room.

"Did I walk into a chimney?" Nic joked, shaking his white head as Jared went ahead to draw the curtains of the massive window, letting the smoke out, it was getting dark outside but it still close to morning or not... Am too high to notice.

"Want a drag?" I gestured to the two figures which is turning to four right in front of me.

"You look fucked up" Jared said as Nic snickers, going into my walk in closet.

"I am fucked up" I chuckled uncontrollably. Jared looked at me rather bored. As I put the joint in a... Somewhere, am slightly disoriented.

"Just to let you know... He has gone back to Sicily"

"My oh my best buddy... You are so handsome" I stood but sat back again as Jared pushed me back on my bed.

"Sorry to break your heart but am into girls" he said rather bored.

Nic walked out with one of my leather jacket, bidding us farewell without even asking for it. He is always found of coming to my room and messing with my stuff, cousin or not am gonna kick is ass one day, i may be high but still conversant of my surroundings. I reached for the Jack Daniels on my drawer, lifting the bottle up to my lips, drinking directly from it,I cringe at the taste but its the only thing that can help me right now. 

"What is it again?" He sighed knowing that am disturbed.

"Why do I always have to do his dirty job?" I said, flailing my arms around. "My hands are covered in blood Jared! I keep hearing their screams of help and those girls" I chuckled "their cries and agony fills up my head adding to the voices" I raise the bottle to drink again but it got snatched as he glared at me.

Jared POV:
I glared at him. He looks worn out. His jeans sagging, his shirt filled with wrinkles, his always well styled hair dishevelled, his eyes red and hooded, effects of weed. In fact he looks fucked up.

This always happens whenever Capo sends him on an errand which always ends up bloody. He keeps saying the voice of the people he hurt are messing up his head and I really agree with him, i have my monsters too but Antonio is different, he had a messed up childhood.

"Have you taken your medication?" He looks at me confused, like am a stranger.

"I confessed my feelings to her" he whispered out, i didn't catch what he said at first as I scrunched up my face at him. Did he just say confess feelings.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I did it after graduation"

I watched him more confused before it clicked.

"Really?!"

"Yeah... I didn't tell anyone because she rejected me... Saying we should stay as friends"

"After graduation?" my mind went back to the party we had on the night of our graduation, how Leah quickly left the party held here and how Antonio was sad all through,so that was what happened that got him sulking for almost a week.

"She said she was not interested in me that way, that am her best friend, that she loves me like that" he said quietly as his voice shakes. I quietly dropped the bottle putting all my concentration on him.