The Mafia Story (book one complete)

Chapter 11: the wakening

I can feel the pain in my body, wanting so bad to moving, to wake up, to get up and walk around but i can't do anything. i can feel people moving me, touching me, and all i want to do is wake up and find out who it is and make them stop or ask them to help me but i can't, i can't do anything. i can feel my mind going, going, going, then coming back, and then going again and then coming back until i could feel it slipping away, i could feel myself leaving my body i knew then that i was dying and part of me was ok with that. i was tried, tried of being hurt, of feeling pain, of being moved, i was just tried and was ready for it to be over i was ready to give up. its true what they say when your dying you see a light and you see someone you love in my case i saw my mom and dad. i wanted to touch them, hold them, hug them so bad but i couldn't something wasn't letting me, and then the next thing i know i'm snapped

back to life, gasping for breath as i bolt up looking around as the doctors hold me down and try to calm but i don't until i see Brantley running into the room and our eyes meet as i start to calm down and the doctors move away i see Vinny standing with only a broken leg. i look around and see a hospital as Brantley runs over and Vinny hops over as i calm down even more and Brantley puts his arms around me and says oh my God your alive! thank God! i hug him as vinny rubs my hand and i look at him and wonder why he isn't looking me in the eyes, I go to speak to ask why he won't look at me, but before i can Brantley put his finger over my lips as he says you got to much smoke in your lungs the doctors don't want you to speak. I sat there and thought to myself smoke? what does he mean smoke? i don't smoke. Brantley finally has me a note pad as i write down what do you mean there's smoke in my lungs? i flip it around so they

can read it, Vinny looks at me and ask you don't remember? i look at him and write down remember what? Brantley looks at me and says it was a trap they put a bomb in the old lake house and set it off when they thought you were inside. i look at him and look at Vinny, has Brantley says he's ok you pushed him out of the way you got most of the blast. As i look down and look at myself and my bandages and look at Vinny's broken leg thats when it registers to me why Vinny won't look at me, he blames himself. I go to write something as Ronnie walks in and asks how are you feeling? i look at him and say good why?, he looks at me and unplugs my machines as he says good because we have to go, we all look at him and ask why? he looks at me and says because the hopsital put your name in the system and the cops are now on their way to pick up you and vinny, i look at him and say why as Brantley picks me and we start running

out to the nearest exit, because the lake house was bought and somehow the people that kidnapped your brother sent the police a video and made it look like you and Vinny blew it up. i looked up at Brantley and whispered why are you doing this? why are you not arresting me? you could lose your job or worse go to jail with us. he looked at him and said don't talk you'll hurt your voice. as we ran outside to the car that Ronnie drove here for us, hearing the Police sirens in the background telling us that they are close i couldn't help but to think about why Brantley was risking not only is job but is freedom for me and vinny. he put me in the car as me and vinny put a blanket over our heads as Ronnie drove away like a bat out of hell. I looked at him and said i thought the whole point in leaving the hospital is so we won't get caught, he nods and says yeah and you shouldn't be talking, i uncover my head and say i know but don't you think it well look a little bad,

two people missing from the hospital and a car that's going so fast it would make Dale Earnhardt go damn? he looks at me through the rear view window and says your probably right as he begins to slow down and i look around and see nothing but sand and water. i've never seen this part of New York before i thought to myself, it must be the hamptons, i never been this far in the hamptons. I keep looking around and thinking, seeing some familiar things, i finally ask where are we going? Brantley looked at me and said to your dads hideout house deep in the hamptons . I look around and try to talk but can feel my voice fading from the smoke still in my lungs but still try to get a few words out as i try to say why........ was.......i........never........told........about........this..........house? Brantley looked at me and gave me a bottle of water and gave me that look of please stop hurting yourself i nodded and took a drink of water as Ronnie looked at me through the rear view mirror and said your dad hoped you'd never have to use it but i guess he should

of known i mean the first girl mafia boss you got more targets on your head then an international terrorist. i leaned my head back on the window as i watched the waves go by as a few memories started going through my mind of me and my mom, dad and Danny and i couldn't help but to think why i was having them i couldn't remember my mom past four years old until i spent that month with her before she died. i continue to think about the memories and how happy we were, how happy we all were, my mom, my dad, me and my brother. i thought more and more looking at the memories in my head, looking at everyone's faces and noticing something different about my dads face wanting so bad to see it but couldn't, begging my mind to let m3 see this man who may or may not be my father. my mind finally gave in, i was about to see my dad or at least the man who claimed to be him until i heard my name bringing me back to reality as he helps me out of the car he

looks at me and whipsers are you ok? I look around as i nod at him and whisper there is something familiar about this house, he looks at me and ask what is familiar? i don't know i just get this feeling like i've been here before, another life, like i have memories of being here, memories that are not mine but i don't know why, i say as i walk around the house letting the wind blow through my hair as Brantley looks at me and asks what kind of memories? i look at him and say memories of being here, of playing on this beach with my brother and my mom but the guy, guy wasn't my dad, at least i don't think it was my dad, he stands next to me and ask who do you think is was? i shug my shoulders i don't know. Ronnie walks over and says come on lets go inside, i nod as we walk inside and the first thing i see is a picture of me, my mom, and my brother, and a house looking like it was attacked by a girl who loved flowers and the color blue and yellow, i finally asked are you sure this was my dads safehouse and not barbie's dreamhouse?

Ronnie looks at me and says well it is a beach house what did you excpect it to look like? dark and cold? looks at him and says maybe i mean it is a safehouse, Ronnie looks at me and says it maybe a safe house but it was your fathers safe house. I smiled and said true true, as i looked around the house, as the sea salt air blows through my air as i close my eyes and takes it all in.