Little Red

Mr. Wolf

Antonio's picture of Maria on the left grown Rossa on the right. Brought to you by the Paint By Color App

Valentino's POV

Valentino was raised as an infant in a small apratment with his mother, Maria. Maria was a very beautiful woman with long silky black hair that turned a green hue in the sun matching her bright emerald eyes.

Valentino never knew his father until he was until he was 6 years old. His mothers health was slowly declining throughout the years, as she had to deliver her own child.

Lower class citizens were unable to access hospitals unless their problem had a chance of hurting others, such as diseases, viruses, or other contagious health problems.

One day when Valentino went to his mothers room to give her the Christmas gift he had prepared, he was met with the first look of his father.

A man named Antonio, he was tall with short dirty blonde hair slicked back, he had the same eyes as Valentino. As he gazed upon his son for the first time there was no love in his eyes, no kindness, no emotion.

"Did you do this?" Antonio asked pointing towards Maria

Valentino walked closer to his mother placing his head against her chest, he gasped and fell to the ground as he noticed the absence of her heart beat.

"N-no s-sir I- my mother has been sick for a-as long as i can re-remember" valentino stuttered tears falling endlessly from his eyes, his body beginning to shake as he clawed at the ground.

Antonio looked up and down at the boy and toward Maria, he then walked slowly toward Valentino lowering himself to the young boys level.

"Let me make one thing clear son, you and only you killed your mother. If you were never born she could have lived and she would have stayed with me in a nice warm house with the best clothes you could ever imagine."

Antonio grabbed the shaking boy by the collar forcing him off the ground as he brought his ear close.

"You will kill many more in the future, so don't cry or I will kill you myself. Now as we walk out of this house just know your mother will rot here because of you. And never stop smiling.. My son"

Antonio sat the boy down and on command Valentino wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled so wide the sides of his mouth began to tear and bleed.

His body visibly shaking as he forcefully kept a smile on his face as Antonio led him to the black sports car parked infront of the house.

"Get in my son" Antonio said smiling at the boys effort in a sadistic manner.

Valentino nodded his head and entered the car looking toward his mothers house as they drove away. Valentino never once looked away until the house was far away in the distance and no longer visible.

Back To Rossa's POV

As Rossa awoke she realized the pain all over her body. She groaned as she rose from the bed rubbing her neck as she stepped down.

Her legs, unable to hold her weight, dropped to the ground. Rossa crawled to the door but was met with a large man in her way.

"Valentino" Rossa sneered

He said nothing as he lifted the kicking Rossa from the ground walking toward the basement connected to the bathroom of the room and throwing her down the steps.

Rossa held her head as blood began to fall to her eyes blocking her vision.

"Did you know the man who owned the establishment last was my father?" Valentino looked toward Rossa smiling