Infinity

Chapter 6- Questions

I slowly open my eyes as the sun beams through the curtains and onto my skin. I stare up at the ceiling for a bit then throw my legs over the side of my bed. I head to my closet and put on my gym clothes to go to the gym which is a few halls away from my room. First I head to Sebastian's room and knock on the door three times. "Come in Jas". I open the door and see him sitting in his bed with a reading book in his hand.

"Morning. Since when do you read?", I ask.

"Since I've been bed-bound, and since you're Dad won't let us leave the house",he replies. It's true, our Dad put us on full out house arrest, he has guards outside all the houses' entrances and exits, and outside every room, I can't even walk to the damn kitchen without three guards on my ass.

"Yeah well you need to rest and recover. Did you have your meds?".

"Don't pretend to care, Jasmine", he says, mocking me. "We both know you don't give a shit about anything". I walk up to him and slap him on his injured shoulder. "OUCH. what the fuck".

"Say that one more time, I fucking dare you", then laugh at him. Of course I care, he's my family.

It's been a week since the incident at the club. Sebastian is now recovering from his injuries, he wears a sling that goes across his shoulder. My Dad wasn't as mad as we thought he would be about us leaving the house to go to the club. But when I got home that day, my bitch of a sister Aurora started blaming me for what had happened, and of course, I did what a normal person would do, so I punched her right in the face. I may have broken her nose, but we move.

I head to the gym and work out, then I do some knife and gun training. After two hours, I head upstairs to my room. On my way, I see my dad's office room open a bit, that's weird he never leaves it open. As I walk past his door, I hear a man shouting in spanish.

"Esto se está saliendo de las manos Alessandro!"(this is getting out of hand Alessandro).

"You think I don't know that Alfonzo", my dad replies to my uncle.

"I think it's time you tell them. They deserve to know". What was my uncle talking about? He sounded pretty intense. I backed away from the door when I heard footsteps leading up to it. Then I quickly run to my room.

Throughout the past week I've been thinking about the shooting in the club. Images of Sebastian lying on the floor surrounded by blood and of the symbol on the bullets that almost killed kept replaying in my head. What did the Russians want now? Whatever it is, they won't go down without a fight.

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After the incident at the club we moved back to our house in Italy which has just been completely renovated. My brothers decided to have another games room above the basement. Idiots. They even made my room along with my office a bit bigger, as if it wasn't big enough. When I got home a week ago, after the incident, I took Elena to her room so she could sleep. My dad was furious when he found out about the shooting, I even explained everything to him. He said we got lucky.

After breakfast I went straight to the gym and trained with my brothers and Stefano. Elena helped my mother with the preparations for the annual mafia ball. We were holding it at our place this year, my mother wants it to be perfect, like she wants us to be. This year we doubled up on security, because last year was a disaster. At least three people were killed because they were caught suspiciously sneaking around the french mafia leader's house.

After having a shower I put on a pair of black dress pants and a white button up shirt and head to Elena's room and walk right in, she doesn't really care. I walk in seeing her standing near the balcony hugging her boyfriend Luca, I didn't like seeing him with her, but I guess he makes her happy, and I can't get in between that. Ugh but then they start kissing. Elena sees me from the corner of her eyes and says.

"Vincenzo, why are you watching us? You creep". She comments.

"I didn't come here to watch you". I snarl.

"Well the what the fuck are you doing here?"

"Am I not allowed to see my little cousin?"

"Can't you see I'm busy, asshole?"

"I came to tell you that your parents are coming home tomorrow."She then replies with a sarcastic 'yay'. "I don't want to hear a sound from your room, I've already heard enough".

"Whatever, now get out of my room!".

I head downstairs to see my mother. As I make my way to her room, I see my dad in his office with a bunch of his men sitting around the conference table. Why didn't he tell me that there was a meeting today? Looking at his face, he looks tense and angry. Something isn't right. I maje my way into his office, I didn't need to knock. He stops mid sentence when he sees me.

"Um, that's it for you today", he finishes. Then they get up and leave the room. I furrow my eyebrows with confusion.

"Dad. What's going on? You didn't tell me we had a meeting today. I'm always with you". I say with a hint of anger.

"Something came up ok. And watch your tone with me son".

"My tone? My tone is the least of my problems right now. What are you hiding?"

"I will explain it to you at a later time. Bare with me please?. He's never said 'please' to me. Something's definitely up. I watch as he walks towards the door, he turns around and says.

"Oh and son. We're leaving at 9 tomorrow morning for a... business trip. The jet will be ready. Be there on time". Before I could say anything else, he left the room. Questions filled my mind. He seemed very hesitant when he told me we were leaving. Again I think. Something isn't right.