Letting go of Pain

Chapter 33

vince pov

Pain... that is all I feel... because I failed to do the one job I was meant to do... I didn't protect her. I failed her.. those dickheads don't know what's coming for them. I already have had them sent here. I am happy I didn't kill them.. because now I can show them why they call me the sadist cold-hearted monster. I will show them... I won't give mercy... I will bring hell to this earth. I will torture them limb by limb for just touching my baby. I will cut their tongues off for every wrong thing they said to my princess. I will slowly so slowly cut their fingers off, one at a time for violating my angel. I will cut that dickheads d**k and shove it down his throat. But I won't kill them. NO! that would be too easy. They hurt and tortured my princess for years. 

It's their turns. 

The boys are already jumping out of their seats ready for their turn to have fun with them. They want revenge.. they want blood shed... they feel so enraged that someone even dared to lay a finger on the mafia princess wrongly. Let alone abuse and sexually assault the mafia princess. They won't just torture they will create chaos. 

I remember how my father used to hurt me. how vicious and evil he used to be. One wrong move, one bad decision then I would be treated like one of the traitors. I still remember the cell he used to lock me in.. I still remember the chains, the screams....the whips. It got to the point where I didn't feel any pain anymore I just felt numb. The best thing I ever did was send a bullet through that sorry excuse of a father. But now I will do the best thing I will ever do in my life, avenge my daughter.

Right now, I am trying to drown myself in work to distract myself. Because if I don't God knows fire will be brought to earth. A part of me wants to comfort and try my best to ease my daughter's pain. But I know my boys are doing their best at doing that. I wish I could take her pain so badly. If I could wish for anything in this world it would be that my daughter lived here her whole life. Lived a life growing up with her brothers and me.. lived a life not even knowing how pain feels. Living a life as the princess she really is.. if only magic existed. 

Louis I know Is suffering right now. Because whenever he feels lost or pain he trains. He would train night and day If it weren't for me. Enzo right is like me on the edge of his seat trying his best to distract himself while looking at papers. These people really don't know what is about to happen to them. Because they are not only dealing with the Italian mafia. They are dealing with a capo and his six sons... 

The Moretti's.

Breanna pov

It's being a week.. At first, I was rather angry. They are only being nice to me because of my past. But I have also moved past that and just enjoyed the time with my family. I haven't seen dad, Enzo or Louis all work. Apparently they are busy doing work and getting ready for something. But as much as I don't pride myself to it.. I miss them. I know that sounds stupid and petty. But I miss them. Oh gosh, when did I become such a weak little girl? Like seriously not long ago I pride myself not getting close to anyone and not talking. But here I am acting like a little lost girl. It is so frustrating..

Another thing I miss... it's the most surprising thing ever.. but I miss Ryan. He was like my brother. He did so much for me even though I was horrible to him. Even though I didn't talk or open up to him he was still my shoulder. A shoulder to lean on. A part of me wants to call him just to hear his voice. But the other part is telling myself to get a grip and that he has probably moved on with his life. 

He wouldn't want me to call him..

He only told me to call him if I was in danger or something..

I sighed heavily and jumped on my bed in defeat. I hate feeling all of these emotions. I am so used to feeling nothing, but all of this has hit me like a train wreck. The worst feeling of all is the grief.. 3 days. 3 short days then the day is here. the anniversary where everything left me. the anniversary where I became alone in this world. The anniversary where my hero left. Memories have spiralled and have increased more and more each day the day gets closer. The pain in my heart is unimaginable.. And the lost and grief I feel is extreme and almost demonic. Every year around this time is where I am at my worst state of mind. Last time on the date I tried ending things. I tried my best but the rope broke. It wasn't the first time I tried ending things. I tried overdosing but Mike found me. that was the worst beating in my life.. it was so bad that the beating nearly killed me. it took me two weeks just to be able to stand upright. 

I stared at the blank ceiling staring at nothing. flashes and memories of John and mike and Margaret. My thoughts only stopped when I felt a dip in the bed. "Hey". I looked on my side Bruno staring at me softly. "Hi". I whispered going back to staring at the ceiling. "you ok"? his voice soft and quiet. I sighed heavily trying to ignore the large tug what keeps pulling my head. "Yeah". I managed to whisper. he kissed my forehead then pulled me so my head was laying on his chest and his arm wrapped around me hugging me. 

"You can't hide anything from me twinny". He said in a teasing voice but I knew it was a lot deeper. I didn't say anything I only let myself relax in his arms. "But I can try". I teased smiling softly up at him. He sighed heavily then pulled his arms under his head for a pillow. 

I looked up and found myself smiling to myself. I love my twin, I couldn't have asked for a better one. "You know, all my life I felt like a part of me was missing". I shifted feeling a bit confused about what he meant. "I would have never of thought that part I was missing was my twin". My heart melted and my cheeks hurt for how hard I was smiling. "same". I cringed at myself. Why am I so bad at talking? His chest vibrated as he chuckled loudly. "Your nearly worse than Louis". He chuckled dryly. I rolled my eyes feeling slightly offended that I was being compared to port chops. "That is mean bubba". I sat up huffing and crossing my arms over my chest pouting. "You call that mean". He scoffed rolling his eyes. "I just poured my heart to you". He exclaimed fake pouting and using large dramatic hand gestures. "whatever". I mumbled while rolling my eyes. His lips twitched into a smirk my face paled in horror.

"Get away from me Satan"! I shrieked trying to shuffle off the bed the best I could do with one working arm. He caught me by my wait then spun me around the room. I squealed loudly my loud giggles filling up the room. He then put me on his shoulder. "Oh my GOSH! Put me down you fat gorilla"! I yelped in horror. Luke barged into the room scanning the room for danger. His lips twitched into a large smirk smiling evilly. "LUKE HELP ME from this tall butt face". Bruno scoffed then placed a hand over his heart acting offended. "Nah I'm good". I gasped in horror at Luke's betrayal he wasn't helping me. He. Was. Videoing! That big fat wise cracker jerk. I will never forget this. I will get my revenge. I shriek as Bruno spun me around again. Making a nauseous and dizzy feeling swarm through my stomach. "Oh my god, I am gonna PUKE! Someone help me". I yelled loudly begging for someone to come save me. Alex and Milo then barged in the room thinking there was danger or someone were dying. I shrieked loudly in between my loud giggles as Bruno tickled me. Alex smiled widely and got his phone out to video the thing as well. Milo then pulled a superman pose making us all slightly cringe. "Fear not fair lady I will save you". Milo then punched Bruno in the gut making Bruno yelp loudly and drop me. I waited to hit the floor but large arms caught me now holding me bridal style. I looked up to see Milo smiling smugly at me. well, he is now my new favourite brother. "Oh my god thank you"! I yelped wrapping my arms around his neck dramatically fake crying. "Did you really have to punch me"? Bruno mumbled still clutching his stomach. "Of course! I had to save the princess from big bad ugly villains". Milo scoffed in saying it in a duh tone. Bruno, Alex and Luke scowled narrowing their eyes scoffing at being called 'big bad ugly villains'. "Well, thank you, my hero". I smiled cheekily then kissed his cheek. 

The others then whined saying that it was unfair and scowled when milo carried me downstairs. It amazes me how strong my brothers and dad is they carry me as if they were carrying a feather. Like seriously they are like massive hulks and they spend THREE hours in the gym every day! The only exercise I do is running and walking. At my old school, I was captain of the track team. It may seem surprising but I am actually quite good at running. Running has always being a good stress reliever. Whenever I run I feel free as if I was flying. It helps me think that the further and faster I run the quicker I get away from my demons. 

But whenever I stop they always catch me.

Milo put me on the kitchen stool while Alex passed me a massive sandwich. Another new thing was that the boys were now forcing me to eat three meals every day. It's so weird and hard to get used to living here. to get used to people caring about me. to get used to people looking after me. It is just weird.