Lorenzo Point of View
Tonight insomnia wraps me tight in her arms and she refuses to let me go .
I have been trying to sleep since I got home from work but every time I close my eyes today’s events are replayed in my head like a movie.Raina just had to be at the wrong place at the wrong time . The Malika family just had to do their heist while I was on duty . Could they not choose a different place or time ? Why do they always have to destroy everything ? I feel like throwing anything I can put my hands on at the wall . Too much frustration has built up in me . I am nearly exploding with fury .
I am one person who follows routine but today when I got home my body felt heavy and my mind refused to even let me lift a finger . To say the day was draining would be an understatement. It was frustrating to the core . I am even still trying to figure out how Reina got away with this . I planned everything to the tee the moment I heard there was a heist . If I knew it was my family planning it , I would not have gotten involved.
This heist has completely turned my day upside down. I did not do my evening training which always puts my mind at ease to avoid overthinking because staying alone can get lonely sometimes . I cannot even stomach a single bite of food . I am just desperately hoping it was a dream . That I would close my eyes and wake up the next day realizing it was not real . But everything feels real so it cannot be a dream.
Thinking about General Enzo’s command is terror. The very thought of returning to the world I tried so hard to escape is traumatizing . To make things even worse I am returning as a solider on a suicide mission. Betraying the Malika family is the same as wearing a bomb on your chest .What they do to enemies is cruelty so you can imagine what they will do blood that betrays them .
It is just so depressing to know that my past will always be stuck on me no matter what I do . It is never enough to escape that world. It always pulls me back somehow.
I have put in five years of hard work and dedication towards serving my country . While all along when General Enzo sees me , he sees a weapon against the Malika dynasty . The family he apparently has been trying to put behind bars for years .
On one hand the woman who gave birth to me has been training me since birth to inherit a legacy built on blood and tears of innocent people. On the other hand General Enzo has proven that people will do anything to achieve their goals no matter the cost or who they sacrifice on the way.
I thought he saw me as a son. I thought he at least considers me as a human instead of a weapon . I have invested everything that is in me to make him proud as someone I looked up to .
Will I ever get a break ? In fact how did he even know I was related to that Malika family?
How many times should my heart be broken for me to be deserving of love ? Genuine love .
Multiple buzzers from my phone snaps me out of my world of affliction . At first I tried to ignore them but they kept coming . So I only lift up my phone just to mute the notifications.
My screen lights up my dark room and shock penetrates through my veins at lightning speed. Not because the time on the screen is suggesting I am left with three hours before I have to report for duty . But because of the multiple messages from my little sister Isa .
She is the only one in the family I have kept in contact with over the years . Isa is the only family member I could not think of cutting off from my life .
“ Lory I am in danger please come get me .”
“ My life is in danger !”
‘ Please save me .”
A multiple messages are followed by a location pin.
I get up from my bed and head out to the car without giving it a second thought . There must be a reason she is asking me for help instead of Raina .
When I connect the pinned location to my car's GPS , my heart skips a beat . My hand flying to my chest . Suddenly breathing comes a difficult task . What is she doing in the enemies territory ? How did she even get there in the first place ? I know she enjoys giving Raina a headache but this is a bit too much. This is not a place for a Malika child to be roaming around especially at this time of the day. I know that place very well .
Memories of Elara and I come rushing to my mind without my permission. I remember that I used to sneak into that territory just to see her . I recall how her beautiful eyes used to light up my world. We used to sneak out to gaze the beautiful stars that gave us hope that our future can be just as bright . Elara and I used to secretly have romantic late night outings when our parents thought we were sleeping.
She became my drive to want to turn a new leaf. We were supposed to run away from the violent world we were raised in . To get away from a world where we were taught to hate each other .
We were supposed to pursue our dreams together. I wanted to be a soldier and she wanted to be a doctor . We wanted to save people more than anything.
The best part of our plan was building a family we never got to experience. Our love was supposed to overcome every obstacle we might have faced on the way . In the end she chose a lifestyle she was accustomed to . She dropped me like hot soup without explanation on the day we were to leave .
That day is still fresh in my mind , my heart was broken beyond words can express . The agony I experienced on that day made me lose the ability to feel . On that very day I vowed to never step into her territory or see her again . But now my sister needs me . She is in grave danger , the vows I made do not hold value now .
I just hope that we do not come face to face with each other . I have already seen enough from my past for the day . I cannot handle one more blow .