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No one had ever said that they chose me, not even my dad who left me for his new family even though he knew I was upstairs that day and could have at least called to say goodbye.
Should I just kill Jayden? Should I stop following the order of the list and just kill him first so he could stop messing with my head?
I trained for three years –learned Karate, learned to shoot and snap people’s necks with my eyes closed, blocked feelings and learned panic attacks and anxiety control. Only for him to come back and open everything I had successfully closed.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a black Rolls Royce pull up in the restaurant’s driveway and I got ready for the killing of the second son and first twin of the Antonios.
I removed my helmet and dropped it on the bike.
Adding the silencer to the gun, I moved closer to him as he opened the door for his pregnant wife. She was so beautiful and he didn’t deserve her one bit. She smiled at me as our eyes met and my heart clenched with an unfamiliar feeling.
I couldn’t kill her, but I was sorry her husband would not be leaving with her today.
“Yes?” He greeted and that came out rude. I looked at him as he raised his eyebrows and I almost laughed. He was not even nice, one more reason to send his ass to Hell.
“Hello sir, hello ma’am.” I bowed.
“Can we help you?” He asked again and I nodded.
“Someone sent me to you with a gift.” The couple looked at each other and shrugged, then at my hand, searching for the gift.
“Umm okay, but who?” Dana’s soft voice rang and I turned to her with a smug smile.
“Oh not you, honey. I meant your husband, someone sent me to your husband.”
“Baby, sit in the car.” He said to his wife softly, opening the door and I shut it back furiously. They both flinched.
“Baby will not sit in the car.” I spelled out and he stared at me with a creased brows. “Now where were we? Ah yeah, someone sent me to you. Ask me who.”
“W… who?” He asked unsurely and I smirked. I always liked when the fear started to kick in and they were trying to figure out the plot of the situation.
“Jordan. Jordan Vincenzo.” He stared blankly for a while before widening his eyes, and I scoffed.
They really forgot. They really forgot what they did while I relived it every single night.
Evil is done; the assailant lives, the victim relives.
“Jor–Jordan who?”
“Bold of you to think I’ll repeat myself.” I brought out my gun and he raised his hands, while Dana gasped out loud. “Relax. If you go into labor, I ain’t no doctor. I have no business with you. I’m here for Uncle Rick because he’s my brother. Aren’t you?” I asked teasingly, looking at Rick before shutting my eyes and nodding as if I remembered something. “Ah no, he isn’t. Brothers don’t sleep with their sisters now, do they?”
Instead of responding, he made a mistake by punching me in the mouth, and my head turned from the weight of the punch. I winced before turning back to him with a cut on my lower lip and I glared at him.
He must have thought I was still that weak little girl, but he soon realized his mistake. “Please don’t hurt my wife, don’t hurt her please.”
“‘Please don’t hurt my daughter, please leave my daughter.’Funny how my mom said the same thing. But you know what your dad said?” I asked, sucking on the cut on my lip and he trembled. “He said Troy, Sam, Rick, Daniel, Raphael, Jayden, fuck her.” I snapped.
Dana covered her mouth with a gasp and I snickered. So he didn’t even tell her he once raped a girl, and he would claim to love her.
“I said I had a gift for you, right? Take this,” I pointed a note at him and he collected it with a shaky hand. He read it and his eyes widened.
“I… I am Alex? You killed Tro…” He said and fell dead as I fired two bullets. Loud gasps erupted from Dana’s throat as she hyperventilated in shock.
I put a gun to her belly and she shivered. “Please ma’am, I…” She started and I placed my index finger on her lips.
“Shhh honey, listen to me carefully,” I started and she nodded. “Get in that car and drive to your parent’s house. You didn’t see anything or I swear to God, I can kill you even from jail.”
“Yes… yes ma’am.” She attempted to go into the car and I held her back.