The Story Of My Life

Chapter 12

After the horrible event, we started living with precaution Carlos had jimmy follow me each time I go to school, Rosa increased the security in her restaurant, she employed guards and install camera system in the store, she also hide a gun behind her counter in case of danger and she started taking self-defense lesson. Things were a little different with Carlos knowing my pass, he was soft and over protective toward me, I didn't tell him about the r**e, I was too scared he'll be disgust and hate me.

After some months of high level of security, everything died down, we resumed our normal lives no one ever brought up that issue, we kept laughing and been a strong family. As for me I knew something will eventually happen, a little voice at the back of my mind kept repeating "I will always find you, you can't escape your fate."

I stopped cutting just for Carlos sake, though he was not aware of my terrible desire for blood.

The question deep inside me was, "who wants me died? How do those men know me?" Each time those questions pop in my head I decided to shrug it off, it was least important now that I was save.

Two years later when everyone seems to have forgotten the event that took place years ago, that's when the devil decide to pop out from a surprise box with a Boo!

It all happened on a Sunday evening of April, the cool breeze swept the city of Miami making everywhere peaceful, the sky was orange mix with golden, so amazing that people stopped to look at its splendour. Even the gangster didn't curse much trouble, they were lending on the wall in each dark alley.

I looked through the window, travelling to my palace of imagination, I mentally imagine a horse flying in the orange sky, and a big giant cake falling, a giraffe standing on my window and asking me to climb his head, wow that was crazy! I thought as I kept imaging stuffs.

My joyous and happy imagination was brutally interrupted, everything changed,

It was night, I was in a hall, Carlos was there too, we laughed, then came three men, I saw guns, I grabbed one, Carlos was shot, I screamed...

"Alex!" I was snapped out of my memories by Carlos voice. I flinched, knocking my foot on the wall, I fell to the floor and a small surprised scream escaped me. "Ouch! Sorry didn't mean to scare you," Carlos blurted.

"You didn't, just thinking " I said, while shrugging, I lowered my gaze to the floor.

"In your palace of imagination?" He ask with a sympathetic smile.

Only Carlos and Rosa knew about my palace of imagination, I go there each time am sad at least I had lost of friends there, I took Carlos there once, it might seem crazy but I did.

"Why were you calling me?" I asked.

"Dinner is ready, I called you like thousand times but you didn't respond," he brought his hand for me to hold.

"Sorry," I mumbled before grabbing his hand, he gladly pull me up and we walked downstairs, all that while I was thinking about that suddenly short scene of horror, I wasn't thinking about that, it just came invading my spirit. I saw myself, I saw those guys, the shot Carlos, what does it signify? Maybe I was just dreaming, it can't be a dream I was not sleeping, maybe thinking? Or daydreaming! I was is pure confusion.

"Watch out!" Carlos screamed, shaking me out of my thoughts, I missed a stair and tripped, it was just four stair till I reach the foot of the stair, so I was not hurt, it a little bruise on my elbow.

"f**k!" I hissed grabbing my bruised arm.

"I warn ya," Carlos said.

"Be careful when coming down from the stairs," Rosa said carelessly.

I huffed and rolled my eyes, you might be wondering why nobody freaks, because am really strong and they know it, I don't cry over my injuries, no matter who painful it is. So the learnt to not care when I tripped or fall, is just natural to me.

"What where you thinking?" Carlos ask once we were seated around the dinning table, Rosa came to visit so she prepared everything.

"Dunno, random stuffs I guest?" I shrugged. We ate in silence, or we were eating in silence till Jim and Bill joined us, the brought up those Mafia peep talks about their latest mission, and they talked about a hall. I was once again lost in my thought with my palm supporting my check.

"Alex!" I was punch out of my thought by Billy, I flinched and mistakenly knock the glass down. "s**t!" I mumbled under breath.

"Wo buddy, what's wrong with this clumsiness and swearing?" Carlos asked.

"Nothing," I stair my folk in the peas.

"That's bull s**t! I know you," Carlos said with a raised brow.

"Am okey, Carl, just tired," I sigh.

"Another lie, you're never tired," Carlos frown.

"You never play fat ass," said Rosa as she crossed her arms.

"You're very cocky and sassy," Jimmy added.

"You hate peas," Billy said, I spat the food back into the plate, and everyone stare in disgust.

"Wha?" I rolled my eyes pushing the plate. "Guys am glad you all know me so well," I smirk.

"But you don't know us," Rosa said and I scoff.

"You love your kitchen so much that if a pepper is missing you freak out, and you hate when people say your food is horrible, you can reap their head out of their shoulders." I said and they burst into laugher while Rosa frown.

As for you Carlos you love party, I bet if there are five parties going on, you will be in all the places, you hate working too, you call it torment." I smirk and everyone started laughing again except Carlos.

"It not f*****g funny, is hell when you work." He said pouting.

"Oh! I forgot you love swearing," I added with a grin.

"Brat!" He huffed.

"And Jim you hate dirt, you freak out when you see a stain on your shirt or a dirty plate in the sink, you hate gay people," I said while rolling my eyes, every burst out laughing and I smiled exposing my white teeth.

"Microbes brings diseases, am not ready to fall sick," he smiled.

"Finally Billy, you are very bossy and you love it, you hate disobedience to your orders, you are very scary, but you hate the sound of sobs and bratty character, you are able to jump from the top of a building if a kid is throwing a tantrum."

"Wow, Alex you know our bad side not the good ones," Rosa said with a smirk.

"Rosa is too attached to her kitchen, but she is beautiful and loves teaching others, and she cares a lot but doesn't show it, am sure she'll be a very nice mum." I said causing Rosa to smile and blush a little.

"Jim hates dirty, but he's always there to help a friend out, even if he has to jump in the trash. Am sure he will find the woman of his life by jumping in the trash and rescuing her." Jim smiled slightly.

"As for Billy, he is always available if you need some muscular guy to kick some assholes. He is just like coco nut, rough aside but soft and sweet in the inside."

"Finally my f*****g geezer, Carlos is the best friend any one could think of, muscular, not that much, handsome with a fabulous tattoo, and a nice hair cut, he is always there for me, he helped me when I fall, he leads me when I go astray, he gives me courage, he knows better than anyone, his shoulders are always available for me to cry, when he is by my side I feel safe, my worries and troubles are gone. Maybe he's more than just a friend, his my father and my f*****g geezer and I can do anything for him," I ended with a true smile.

"Aww," everyone coo. Carlos pulled me in a big warming hug.

"Thanks man, you're my little smart ass," he said while planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"Nice speech, after all you know us," Said Rosa while joining the hug.

"You're too cute, how I wish my son will be like you," Jim said while joining the hug too.

"You're our little brat," Billy said while joining our family hug.

"I love you guys!" I screamed.

"We love you more Alex!" They gave a uniform reply.

We stayed like that for some moment then we decided to hang out, just Rosa, Carlos and I. Jim and bill were gone for a little mafia conference.

We walked in the cold street with the most beautiful sigh of the moon, it was glittering and illuminating the street, the stars twinkle and shine like a diamond in the sky.

"I'll like to show you something," Carlos said, while pulling my arm.

"Am not going in there, I was almost aggressed the first time I went there," Rosa said.

"Okey, you can stay here, while we go in and talk as men," Carlos tease.

As we walked in I was met with a Hall with statues, I felt like I've been to this place before, but I couldn't recall.

"This statue is named Fernandez, the father of gangster in this city, everyone knew him for his passion with gun and fight. As my old pa would say, Ferna was a great black man but he died of the thing he love and desire the most cocaine. One day he took and over doze and died," Carlos said sadly while pointing at a huge statue, he kept telling me the stories of the statues as his father did, some of them were killed by bullets while fighting, while most died of drugs, alcohols, cigarette, and many harmful pleasure.

While he was speaking I was laughing, imagine some where killed by women and food.

"Wow," a voice said along with a clap of hand. Our heads snapped to the person, standing on the entrance where those men in black. "We're so screwed...