The Mafia's Heir

Chapter 2

Neveah Russo

I couldn't sleep without thinking of Ace and what I had done. Not only did I feel pathetic but I felt regret and it was something that now I had to live with forever. That's the thing about regret, like darkness it will swallow you whole.

I sat on the edge of the bed as I replayed last night's events. If only I hadn't agreed to go to that club, and prepared to go to college instead for my second semester.

A soft knock on the door interrupted my train of thoughts. I stood up and went over to open the door which I had locked for my privacy of course which I rarely got in this house.

When I opened the door I was met by the last face I wanted to see today but I hid my irritation. "I'm sorry for leaving you alone, that was-," she started but I cut her off.

This wasn't the first time she had done this and now only because that it had led to a devastating night, she wanted to apologize?. What about all those other times I nearly got kidnapped and raped whilst she was hooking up with married men?.

I slammed the door shut straight in her face, before going to take a shower.

After about thirty minutes, I decided to step out of the shower. I brushed my teeth before going to change into some warm clothes, considering it was raining cats and dogs outside.

I wore grey sweatpants with my green college oversized hoodie which we were all given last semester. As for the shoes, I wore my white air forces. From the corner of my eye, I could see the black boots, my father sent last year after years of not contacting me. Obviously I had left them untouched and I didn't bother reading the note that came with them. He walked out on me and it's not something I was ever going to forgive him for or get over and no note could change that.

After he unexpectedly left before I was taken into the care of Mrs Thompson and her shitty family, I spent nights blaming myself, not eating or drinking anything. Eventually I began cutting myself and I found peace in it and some comfort.

Part of me wanted him to be by my side as we mourned the death of my mother, and his wife.

I tied my hair into a messy bun before I grabbed the note and I put it into my back pocket. I grabbed my car keys which I hadn't touched in a while. The last time I drove, it resulted in a car accident and since then I've been scared to drive.

I managed to get to the driveway where my car was unnoticed. As I sat in the driver's seat, several memories of my mom rushed to my head. We had made so many memories in this very car.

I strapped my seatbelt on before starting the engine and I reversed the car with precision. As I got into the main road, I noticed something strange. A black G-Wagon had been on my trail since I left the house and the person didn't bother hiding the fact that they were following me.

Usually in the movies I've watched they always make sure that the person they're following can't see them.

I parked the car in a more secluded area of the cemetery. Before stepping out of the car, I could see the G-Wagon parked just a few metres away from me. I grabbed the roses I had brought for my mom and as soon as I got out, I locked the car.

When I reached her tombstone, I went down on my knees and I gently placed the flowers. I sat there in silence not really sure of what to begin with. I poured out all my heart on what had taken place in the last 24 hours and by the time I was done, I felt a weight being lifted off my shoulders.

I took out the note from my back pocket before I began reading it.

Dear Nevaeh

I can't begin to imagine the pain you must have gone through when I left you in the process of you mourning your mother. I should have never left you all alone, instead I should have been the shoulder you leaned on but like a coward I ran away leaving you all alone. There is nothing I say or do that will make up for all that I've made you go through but I just hope that maybe one day when we reunite you'll be able to forgive me.