Page 58 of My best friends little sister
3 DAYS LATER
Its been 3 days since our little slumber party. Angelica has been doing pretty good, recovering at a steady pace. She's been more mobile the past day and is experiencing pain a lot less now which is good. I hate seeing her in pain.
Today is the day we finally kill Enzo. i have been waiting to do this for so long, even before everything went down. I have been counting down the days until i could watch him take his last breath at my hands and its finally here.
He looks worse than Giovanni did, much worse. Hes wearing no clothes and i can see just how mutilated he is and i love it. I know that sounds sick to say but the sight in front of me makes me happy knowing this is what he deserves.
He has multiple large wounds all over his body that are gross and infected. Teeth scattered everywhere. Body beaten and bruised and his face so swollen you can barely recognise him. I made sure that his dick was kept in tact so i could deal with that. I want him to watch me cut it off.
I grab the large rusty wrench from the table, the same one i used to beat Giovanni. ''Do you know why youre here Enzo?'' i ask walking around him as he cowers on the floor.
By the time I'm done listing, his dick is like mush in his lap. Hes breathing heavily and shouts in pain as he tries to move. ''M-ma...Mateo was never s-supposed to get hurt''
Thats all he says. Out of every fucking thing i listed, thats what he focused on. ''What the fuck do you mean i was never supposed to get hurt?'' Mateo shouts from behind me.
Mateo shakes his head as tears spring to his eyes. ''No. No you could have done something. You could have given her up for adoption or done anything else but you didn't. You kept her just to abuse her like all of this was her fault''
I grab my gun from my waistband and hand it to him.
He clicks off the safety and aims it right at Enzo's dick before shooting.
''I wanted angel to be here for this.
I wanted her to be the one that ended your life so she could finally get the justice she deserves, but after hearing all of this?
I'm glad she isn't here'' he shoots him in the chest next and hands me the gun again.
After a minute or two he stops breathing. I kick him hard in the stomach looking for any kind of reaction but i get none. Hes dead. Hes finally gone.
We all leave the room not saying a thing until we make it outside to the car. The air feeling fresh and cold compared to the air of that cell.
He shakes his head and wipes his tears once more. ''how old was she?''
He nods slowly and sighs ''did he cause it?''
i nod and he sighs once again. ''Come on. Its over now, lets go home'' i say trying to be somewhat comforting. Probably failing miserably
The car ride back is quiet but comfortable. None of us really had anything to say but the air felt...lighter? I pull up outside my house with both Ivan and Mateo hoping angelica might be up for a movie night.