by Jolie Damman
His smirk widened. “That’s right, Basilio. I want to make you head of the family one day, but you can’t be the leader without knowing how to obey. I didn’t ask you to shoot them.”
“I hate Marzio. He was always going to die today.”
“Right, but that doesn’t give you the right to do anything without my permission.”
He shoved me off, but I didn’t stumble. His hand left my shirt wrinkled. Through the corner of my eye, I noticed Paolo as he smirked. Fucking bastard won again.
Everyone put their guns back in their waistbands, and then Paolo walked over to me. “You always let the old man down, Basilio.”
“Fuck off, asshole. I did what I had to.”
“Whatever you say,” he said before following the others out of the warehouse.
Nobody cared about the pile of bodies in front of me, and neither did I. But when I was going to turn to leave, in came rushing ahead none other than Editta. She finally came.
She was going to rush over to the pile of bodies, but I grabbed and held her to me. Her eyes locked with mine, and I said, “It was all your fault, sweetie. Don’t look at them.”
She began to punch my chest with the side of her fists, trying to let her leave. “Let me go! I need to see them! They are my family.”
“Were your family, sweetheart. Now, you only have me.”
My brother spoke all of a sudden from the entrance of the warehouse, “Damn, Basilio. You really are cold.”
I snapped my head to him and his annoying smirk. He turned and left.
I turned my attention back to Editta, who had now given up and was resting her head on my chest. I caressed the back of her head, feeling that soft hair and wishing she didn’t fuck everything up. For what other reason would I have gone there to drink?
“Shhhhh, Editta. It’s alright. I’m going to take care of you from now on.”
She began to cry and sob. It almost broke my heart, but then I remembered the pictures of her supposedly new boyfriend. Maybe she liked him, maybe she didn’t. Point was, I wasn’t going to believe her lies.
He was going to find out what I was like when people pissed me off.
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