The Godfather's New Wife

I await thy

Ariel POV:

I woke up late in the morning, I have been given some days off at work, it was the most rational thing, I can't teach a thing in my state of mind. I've been contemplating my visit to the Godfather, I was scared I had bitten more than I can chew. I loved my sister so much and I have been robbed off my rational that day and I might have made a rash descision, one that would surely have a terrible consequences

I was getting more nervous as days pass by, praying The Godfather doesn't take up my request and perhaps forget about it totally.

I heard my phone ring it was totally out of my reach, so I had to get off the completely to n n reach it.

"Have you seen news"

"Good morning to you too Amy" I said Sarcastically

"Tune to the local news channel"

"You know I don't like watching the news, it's always couple of sad stuff. What's there to see"

"Tune in and see for yourself. Hurry up"

"This had better be worth getting me out of bed for" I muttered before hanging up.

I headed into the living room and turned on the television. I tuned to the local news channel and there it was, the picture of the three was at top edge of the screen as video of them were being fished out of the water was in play.

I felt a strange feeling of satisfaction and cold fear moments later. They had kept their end of the deal and it was my turn to earn my keep.

What could he possibly want from me, will he ask me to lift drugs for him or force me to be a s*x worker. My heart skipped a beat as my thought grew wilder and wilder, images of me ending up in prison for one reason or the other flashed in my mind.

So the wait began, I waited days and weeks for the call that never came.