s*x And Gambit

10: You know nothing about love

Sleep was scare. The moment I closed my eyes, all I saw was her, and them.

I recalled the moment I was my Zora in collage, the way she was so ambitious and wanted to be a doctor. I remembered how she treated me the first time I got hurt in front of her and her reaction when she realized that I am a mafia’s child.

I should have told her that the dangerous world isn’t for her, I should have protected her but I let it all pass, I was blinded my ego and malice to do it.

This Zora would be different. I would protect her, I will let her know she could be her woman when all this pass. I just need to remember that I should never get attached, not when all the good people in my life ends up dying.

Alita seem to have a better fate. One bad person knows about her though. Just me, Zino and Zora. Frankly, I envy how she just got to be loved by all, to be in such a happy mood all the time and not think the worst about people. Her problem might be her closeness with Zora but I feel like they both derive each other.

Let’s sees how long Zora would hold the tea.

Lazily, I got up and walked to the bathroom. I didn’t want to snoop on Zora again, I should not keep spying on her, I should even remove the camera.

Getting back in bed, my phone rang. At this ungodly hour, whoever that was calling should better have a reasonable excuse. Or not, Marcel would have a better one.

Taking the call after the third ring, I stayed silent.

“So you are going to stay silent after what you did?” marcel snapped dramatically.

I rolled my eyes, sat on the bed and placed the phone on speaker.

“Is that a way to talk to your big brother? How come you need your brother’s help around 2 am?” I intoned.

There was a brief seconds of silent before I heard he gasped.

“You are my half-brother, Alessandro, and you are just 2 years older” marcel snapped again.

I bet he has something to say, maybe about his little Zora missing for almost a week. But he was silent, he didn’t say much and he just seem to find the right words, maybe.

“You didn’t call me to let me hear you breath, Marcelino” I said bored.

I assumed he nodded and stood up. I heard the door open and close and the sound of water rushing. This dude called from the toilet!

“Zora is missing,” he said.

I grinned.

“I know you have her”

The grin disappeared from my face.

“Are you accusing me, Marcelino?” I asked.

He was silent for a while before talking.

“If Zora is missing it’s because she was at the party, and that was because you made me bring her”

“I didn’t force you” I interrupted with a smirk on my face “I suggested and you brought her”

Marcel sighed.

I bet he looked stressed because he sound stressed too.

“You said you want her there and I did. What I am saying is that if she is missing, you know something and she knows something about Didi’s death” Marcel whispered.

Truth.

This man seem smart after all. I thought he would be a mess, letting malice and ego deal with him. Gest that was all we took from our father.

“What if she really killed him? He is our cousin and family” I said enjoying the plague “she killed family, you know…”

“They will kill her, Alex!” marcel yelled.

A small smile spread across my face as I realized he was really in pain. Maybe he love her, maybe not but he would never have her back.

“You know we don’t kill family or you get killed, Alex. Everyone things she killed him, they will look for her, maybe go for her family” he seem more serious.

I shrugged.

Although I had thought about all that but …she need to stray with me still.

“I know Zora cannot hurt anyone much more killing” marcel paused for a few seconds “Are you doing this because of her?” he asked.

Without him saying the name, I knew he was talking about my Zora.

“You killed her! It’s not my fault you wanted to make father proud” he said a bit arrogantly this time.

My heart ache.

I wanted to yell. To tell him that he was the one that took her to the rival’s ground, that he was the one that mislead her into thinking she could make peace with the rival’s family and us. I wanted to remind him that he was the one that ratted her out to our father but I didn’t.

“Let the past be the past dear brother” I said as calmly as I could “if they all think Zora killed him, she dies, and I would love to pull the trigger”.

Marcel remained silent.

Maybe he no longer feels I have her. Maybe Vera haven’t met him. Maybe he was confused after hearing from Vera. All the same, I love the confusion.

“Father want a family gathering to talk about Didi” I said after a moment of silence.

Marcel exhaled “I won’t come”

“Are you scared of showing father how much of a disappointment you have become?”

“Vaffanculo!” Marcel yelled.

I laughed. He can cuss for as much as he want but that was the truth.

“You know you can’t say that to my face” I reminded him.

If he want to be rude, he should know when he can say it.

“Father had always showed you more love” he said a bit broken.

I got confused.

What does he think love is?

Training me to be his shadow? Beat me up and make me a child assassin? Show me how to kill and watch me make my first kill? Does he think getting locked up, starved, hurt, and cold some kind of love?

Well, if that would make him sore, I would accept it.

“Father always love me. Just like how he loved my mom”

“Your mom was a hoe!” marcel yelled.

Triggered, I sat up.

No one would say trash about my mother. She was the perfect woman. Dead, no one would be like her. She is still the best.

“I will make your nose bleed for this when I see you” I said.

Without giving him time to talk, I ended the call. That was enough insult already.

Sleepy, I stretched and lay down. Maybe all I needed was have a normal conversation before falling asleep.

{Vaffanculo=fvck you}