Their Shattered Angel

Against any Will

~Elijah Woods~

I clench my jaw, as I feel her slip a hand in mine. I hate her so fucking bad, but I need to hold on just a little longer, just enough to get Zaya out of there. Valentina has been, clinging around my arm, as she watched with a devilish smile how an unconscious Magnolia is brought away from the plane to get her thrown in the back of the car. I turn my head to the side to avoid watching this horror film display in front of me. Please hold on just for a little while longer.

She never deserved to get thrown into my mess. I created this and if I could have kept her out of it, I would have I promise. But at this point, my sister Zaya is more important than anything. She is captured in the hands of the Italians and as her older brother, I need to get her out of there. I already made a huge mistake by letting her leave the house that night, but I intend on fixing just a hundred of this mistake. It won't be able to compensate the trauma she probably went through, but I have to try.

I know they plan on selling Zaya to some horrible sex trafficking gang in Japan in the next couple of weeks, along with other girls, so this is my last moment to get her out of there. I have been calculating my moves since a whole year now. Alliances with the Italians, gain their trust, win the heart of Valentina, make Magnolia fall in the hands of her brothers and literary selling her to the path of death...

I betrayed everyone I have ever known. Blake... He is probably my biggest regret. His family got dragged in this dark hole, only because the Italians wanted the keys they possess and that I knew I could get it. Magnolia... this beautiful girl doesn't deserve any more damage that has been done to her. But I can't help it.

I sneaked my way into Valnetina's life, building alliances between their gang and mine, only so I could stab them in the back, as they have their head turned elsewhere at the calculated moment.

But for now, I need to stay in my role and be with Valentina, while she drags me into a secured car that is already waiting for us to drive to the destination.

Only twenty minutes later, after she laid her dirty fingers on me, we arrive in front of a big luxurious White House. She explains that it belongs to her grandparents, the founders of the Italian gang. It's so beautiful on the outside, but on the inside it's rotten by the people who live in there.

As we make our way inside the house, butlers take our bags to the assigned rooms, and I follow Valentina to lead the way to our room. She is exhausted and just wants us to go to bed, so I follow her proposition even if that's the last thing I want to do.

My sister is on my mind for the whole night and I can't seem to find any peace. The decisions I made the last few days have been weighting on my chest even more and I don't know how much longer I can continue this.

The betrayals.

Too many of them.

It's worth it...
For Zaya.

I keep telling myself the last words for the whole night until I finally find two short hours of sleep.

In the morning we wake up soon, so we could see her father that has been waiting for us. I follow Valentina to the office of her father to apparently talk about Magnolia.

I need to stop myself from clenching my fists, when I see the face of Alejandro, the person responsible for the kidnapping of my sister, Zaya. He is responsible for killing what was best in her and if I could I wouldn't hesitate to fire a bullet through his brain. Maybe one in his balls first.