Chapter 49
Luca and I head to the kitchen and find Luciano and Tony attempting to make breakfast. Attempting is the right word.
“Where’s Molly?” I ask, blushing when they both look up at me.
“She’s got the day off today. We thought we would try our hand at cooking, but it doesn’t seem to be going too well.” Tony says.
“Fucking toast.“, Luciano grumbles out, making me laugh.
“Alright, stand down boys. Now that I have two working hands I can cook.”
“You can cook?” Luca asks
s sitting me on the bench.
“I can. I just can’t walk so you can help bring me things.”
After half an hour we’re at the dining table with bacon, eggs and pancakes.
“This might actually be better than Molly’s“, Luca says with a mouthful of food.
she will try to n
“Yeah, just don’t tell her that or
retire early.” Luciano
o returns. “Your brothers called this morning,
ning, angel. They want to see you.”
1 spit juice out my nose and start choking. Luca rubs my back and Tony is out of his seat and kneeling beside me holding my hand.
“Well, that’s a casual way to bring it up.” I splutter out.
“You don’t have to. I did tell them I would ask and respect your wishes if you didn’t want to, but I do think it would be good for you to get some closure. I don’t believe they wanted to do what they did for all those years and without their help we might not have been able to get you out of
there.”
“Tony, can you help me to the music room please?” Avoiding that conversation. I need to get the hell out of here. Tony picks me up and I burry my face in his shirt as he carries me out.
“Honey?”
“I don’t want to even think about what has happened. My whole life has been one big fucking joke. Now they want me to step back into that hell hole and what? Sit down for fucking tea? Whether they wanted to or not, they stood there and watched every brutal act. I’m their baby sister and they watched it happen!” I’m not sad anymore, I’m angry, really angry.
“I know, love. I know. You don’t have to go back and face that if you don’t want okay? Do you want to play something?”
“Well then we’re in the wrong place.”
Tony Lakes me to the gym, only a couple of guys are here today, and they all give me a warm welcome back.
“How am I meant to do anything with these stupid, useless legs, Tony?”
“You don’t need your legs for these“, he says pulling out some throwing knives and moving my hair to face a target on the wall. I pull him down for a big kiss and place my forehead on his.
“You always know what I need.”
“Always. Now, little violence. Show me what you can do!”
The knives are perfect. Lightweight metal with fiercely sharp edges. I toss one in my hand, remembering the feeling of my first training session with ones just like these. I was nine and had only just a week prior landed my first hit on my father. That was all he needed to move on to weapons training with me. He had my brothers drag a man into the rooms and chained him to a wall standing up. There was enough stack in the thaims that he could move if he wished but my father had warned him it was probably best to stay still. My father handed me a box of knives and said “you will stay here until you can put two daggers in this man’s palmis. Sam and Carlos pried open his palms and drew red circles on them.
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