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Joshua's Pov

Blake showed me to where I will be staying and we got to planning our attack on Santiago and friends. We looked through the blueprint of Santiagos Palace looking for good entry and exit points. I also found out Blake gave Asher to Santiago so maybe I'll kill two birds with one stone and get him out too. As hours went by our plan became more and more secure.

"Blake and Joshua dinner." Asher called from their foyer. I groaned getting up from the desk chair slowly. Blake put our plans away in a safe cabinet and we both made our way down to the dining room where they all ate. As I sat down I felt really out of place. I don't belong here. I want my brothers back..

Tears brimmed my eyes just thinking about them and I left the dinner table abruptly going outside to the steps. I pulled out a smoke, hopefully it will take my pain away. I stopped smoking after Asher found us that night but I really just need it right now. As I took slow drags of the cigarette tears fell down my cheeks slowly. I never wanted this life, its not for me. I must have zoned out because I was snapped out of my trance when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked at the hand and saw fingers with rings on them. It was Marco. I quickly wiped my tears away and put my cigarette on the ground stepping on it.

"I know this isn't the ideal situation for you Joshua and I'm sorry." He said looking at me. It actually looked as if he felt sorry for me but he and his brothers were the ones who did this to me.

"You guys ruined my life." I said to him harshly my voice breaking a little as I said it. He then pulled me into his embrace which made me breakdown. He felt just like Asher, this was so unfair.

"I promise to take care of you just like Asher and your brothers did okay?" He asked me as he rubbed my tears away with the pads of his thumbs.

"Why did this happen to me Marco." I said as he pulled me back tightly against his chest.

"Its the life of the mafia mi primo lo siento" (My cousin I'm sorry) he said as he ran his rough hand through my dark black hair. We stood like that for awhile because I didn't want to move and I don't think he wanted to either. It was like one moment where the world stopped and there was no-one there to bother us.

"What happened to Vince and Mont.." I said really not wanting to know the details but I needed the closure. His face visually sunk when I asked that question but he knew he had to answer.

"They were taken to the warehouse and executed by some guards on duty." He said lowly almost like he was hurt by it too. This caused my breathing to hitch because I can't imagine what they were thinking. They didn't deserve to die.

"Why am I still alive Marco." I asked my voice filled with curiosity and wonder. I really wanted to know why they just didn't kill me like the others. It would've made their lives so much easier to deal with.

"Porque te amo mi primo. Siempre." (Because I love you my cousin. Always) He said as he released me from his grasp making direct eye contact with me. My grey eyes making eye contact with his brown ones. Maybe this was someone trying to give me a freshstart. This feels as if its my restart button to start new and a fresh. I just need some time to grieve and let some things sink in because right now I'm the only living Maxwell and I'm not sure how I feel about it.


𝙃𝙞 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨! 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙅𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙖'𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧?𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙅𝙤𝙨𝙝?

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