Mafia's bride

Chapter-48

Inside every bad person lives a kid lkind hearted fill of happiness and joy who was forced to change .

Lesrov (P.O.V)

It was just another night for anyone in the warehouse but not for me . Today was the day I lost my only friend if only I was strong enough to face my father . I didn't have anyone in my life . Right from my childhood my mother passed away before dying she told me to stay strong and that she will be sending an angel for my help . Rose was that angel . While I was a rude, arrogant and bad kid she was polar opposite to me in every sense . Her small heart was full of hope , happiness and joy which she didn't let die in this gloomy place . Whenever my father use to thrash me she was there was me . To hold in her embrace while I wept keeping my big head on her small shoulders . Her smile was enough for me to change my mood . The only happiest moment of my childhood was with two persons first was mom and second was rose . But that monster father was mine took away everything from me from kindness , joy , happiness and even my reason for being alive . A lone tear fell from my eyes after remembering her smile and then that gunshot sound still echoing in my ears . Her lifeless body lying as I wept that day with pain and helplessness . I felt what most of the women and girls who was working for my father must have felt . Rose didn't die alone when I buried her I buried her with my innocent self , my happiness and lastly my friendship. From then on I just couldn't make any friend even if I want to knowing how that monster will react . I might sound heartless but I felt peace , even calm when that a**hole died . He was never my father , he doesn't deserve to be called a father . He was a blot on the name of parents . Parents nurture their child with love , care , kindness  , good moral values and what he did they implanted hate, ruthlessness, arrogance in me . He turned me into someone who I don't recognize . He turned me into my worst nightmare . He killed me he murdered the child who was once happy in his criminal world untouched by the evilness spreading there . He turned me into this cold, arrogant , person who know exploits people just when we want me to see in future . He gulped down the overwhelming feeling growing in his heart he felt guilty , sad and angry of not be able to protect his only friend . The clock struck 12o'clock as the pendulum moved even the tic-toc  sound of needles made me feel mad and scared . At this hour many years ago he lost something valuable to him , his lost his last ray of happiness , his support , his escape from his father's world and lastly he lost his old self . He clutched his head as his headache was getting stronger he moved from his bed and poured himself a glass of scotch and gulped it down hastily trying desperately to fill the void of emptiness in his heart by nonetheless he didn't bring any result . He eyes fell on the sky was filled with utter darkness it felt as if the moon and stars decided to give him a taste of his own medicine which he used on his victims . The darkness . Darkness is something which can even make the most optimistic person feel helpless , agitated , scared , vulnerable . It has something evil in it which compels you to feel bad but it's impossible to survive it if you don't have anyone and that's what happen in his case . He thought the darkness will make him strong unaware of the fact he was the one drowning in it with each second the hatred in his mind was increasing . He took the bouquet of roses he bought every year and headed straight for her grave . He sat under the shade of a big willow tree