Touch In The Dark

Chapter 26

Evelyn's POV

Depraved

(Adjective)

Morally bad or evil

I stomp up the steps in search for Dimitri. I know he can hear me, there isn't any way that he can't.

Finding his bedroom door, I bang my fist against it. The door waves open revealing an arm crossed Dimitri.

"What happened to Raeni and her friends?" I tap my foot impatiently on the ground.

"You aren't involved." He gleams.

"What the fuck did you do?" I step closer and poke at his chest angrily.

"What do you think I did Eve?" He closes the tiny gap that I left between us.

It doesn't cross my mind that this is a dangerous situation. Raeni warned me that he's evil, he can do unspeakable things.

"You think it's just okay to murder someone?" I yell.

"I had to Eve! I refuse to be interrogated by you. You aren't involved so I can't speak about it." He begins to raise his voice.

"Maybe I should be! Maybe I could talk sense into your fucked up brain!" I throw my hands in the air in a fit of anger.

A smirk stains his face. He steps impossibly closer, causing me to scoot back into the hallway wall. My wrists are forcibly grabs and hung above my head. His lips move slowly towards my ear and his breath tickles my lobe.

"You seem to forget yourself piccola, the mafia life isn't for you." He growls.

The crushing weight of his hold only makes the anger grow. My eyes narrow into his. I refuse to show him that my insides are actually on fire with fear.

"You don't know me." My voice hitches in my throat. So much for not showing fear. Maybe he won't notice.

His lips place a small kiss on the line of my jaw.

"I know you." He says as he gathers my wrists into one hand and uses his free hand to grip my chin, forcing me to meet him gaze.

"I bet I could do your job better than you ever could. Without killing people!" I snatch my chin out of his fingers.

His eyes flicker with amusement.

"Would you side with evil if I told you that you'd become evil yourself?" His eyebrows knit together.

"I can prove to you that I wouldn't be evil."

He gives me a lopsided grin. My hands are released from being pinned on the wall as he takes a step back. He studies me for a moment, perhaps checking to see if I'm serious. I am serious, I am not an evil person. I wouldn't kill someone over something as small as theft.

"I'll arrange initiation. I'll let you know when it is." He steps back into his room before shutting the door.

I'm left in the hallway, completely in dismay. Ice builds its way up my stomach making it known that I just made a potential huge mistake. Did I just ask for an invitation to join Dimitri's mafia?

Dear Diary

I have no fucking clue what I just did. I was fighting with Dimitri and somehow, he tricked me into joining his evil organization. I think it was a trick. I would've never willingly joined, I don't think. My urge to prove him wrong must've clouded my vision. I don't know what to do. Do I reject joining, or prove that people don't have to die in order to run a mob? I wish my mom were here to tell me what to do, she would always give the best advice. It's been so long that I'm starting to forget the small things, like how my home smelled. I still want to get enough money to save up and move back home, but I fear that I may not want to go back one day. I'm worried about changing my dream because I found a new one. I don't know why I'm worried so much about the future, I still plan to go back one day. I just hope nothing ties me here, like Dimitri's mafia.