What about happily ever after?

Mafia

Well enough about all of the FBI stuff. Lucas isn't the main character, I am. Let's talk about the mafia leader, that would be a first. No one ever talks about him. It is like he is cursed and talking about him will summon him. Honestly I wonder who is under the mask. I mean he doesn't wear a mask but it seems like it. All we know is he only wears black.

I wish I knew who he was. I want to talk to him. Maybe he just wants to be loved. Maybe something happened in his childhood. I wish I could help him. But no one listens! They never listen. It is as if I am just a figment of my own imagination. I am just a viewer of human life. Just some artificial intelligence. It sucks. I want my own opinion to be listened to and understood!

"Villianna!" Oh that's Lucas.

"Yes?"

"Finally you answered! We might have cracked something on the mafia case! Get your reporter stuff now or you won't be able to get this as a story!" he yelled.

I grabbed my camera, my notepad, and got to Lucas's office as quickly as possible. When I got to the office they gave me the bare minimum. As usual. I wrote a little bit of what they said but they say the same things constantly so there isn't much to write. I started doodling. I decided to draw flowers and happy things. There is so much bad in the world that we don't see the good. In hard moments we just need a rainbow to give us hope for the good in the world.

At this point I am completely zoned out. All until I hear a deafening bang. I look up from my notepad that was covered in doodles so quickly I think I might have whiplash. I saw everyone gathering at the bay window that points to the street. The sound I heard was a gunshot. I flipped the page of my notebook and started writing everything I saw. Eventually I saw the puddle of blood. I didn't want to see the body but it was too late.

At this point everyone was rushing outside so I went to see what the witnesses had to say. This was going to make an amazing story.