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Once that no one can see coming...
Join Angelo, Vanessa and the rest of the gang three and a half long years after that fateful night.
Lo kept count. V didn't...
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The City Three years after Vanessa left
"I don't get it?"
Sometimes I didn't either.
"Y'all was beefing... over a girl?"
If it was only that simple.
This conversation had gone on for a while now. We were in my Lamborghini Urus, on the way to mom's to surprise her. This would for sure make her cry.
I was elated when I stepped into Vince's condo to see my older brother. Having been summoned in the middle of the night, as a matter of urgency, my mind raced with the possibilities. I braced myself for the worst, and cast the best case scenario out of my mind, trying to make sure I would be able to support my younger brother in any way he might need.
That was a new habit.
A big hug, some daps and shoulder shaking later, we sat, trying to fill each other in on the almost four years that had been missed. Understandably, Vince and I had a lot more stories to share than Wild, who only elaborated on his time in prison by telling us how he got his nose broken in a fight on his third day.
He won though.
Eventually, I had to address the elephant in the room. My stories were starting to circle the drain. I had gotten to the point that I couldn't really speak to the last few years because all roads led back to her.
I didn't really speak to anyone about her but Vince, outside of the now almost dead search efforts. No one said her name around me, addressing her only as "Mrs Leone". I preferred it that way. I had been doing a lot of internal work and had a whole lot more left to do. Her name came up in my mind and my letters enough to compensate.
"It wasn't like that. It wasn't like I wanted her. She was legit like my sister. Gelo was foul for the shit he pulled and I wasn't fuckin' with it or him for a while. Neither were Guido or Ray." Vince was telling the truth. The sinking feeling I got in my stomach wasn't relieved by that fact.
I faced a healthy amount of anger from my team. Looking back at it, it felt almost inconceivable that I had done it. I combed through every moment contained within my memory to try and find a place or circumstance where what I did to her was warranted.
I came up empty.
Instead, I found time after time where I could have stopped, walked back on my previous behaviour, apologised to her, and tried to move forward in a new direction if she was willing to do so with me.
