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Mafia with regrets | P. JS

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4am. I'm thirsty. My eyes are dry. My body is numb.

I get up walking through our long hallway. It seems like the walls are getting closer with every step I take. When I stand still the walls don't move. If the hallway was a little longer the walls would have crushed me. And I did wish for them to be longer.

I got a bottle of cold water and poured it in a glass. every sip felt like nails digging through my throat. I put the glass on the table and leaned myself against it looking through the window. It's still dark outside. no clouds, almost full moon and the sky full of stars.

just the way you loved it

"Jay? what are you doing here?", the lights switched on and I looked to my mother. Her hand was still on the lightswitch when she looked at me. pity in her eyes.

"I was thirsty. Why are you awake?", "I couldn't sleep," she said, approaching me slowly, "after what happened-", "I don't want to talk about that.", "I know. But it's been a week and I don't want to see you like that anymore!", "So? What should I do? act like nothing happened? Should I smile through the pain?", "Your father-", "I don't want to hear anything.", I shouted standing up and throwing my glass against the wall. My mother didn't flinch. It's not the first broken glass this week.

I left the kitchen throwing my coat over my back. I was in need of fresh air and walked around the river near our mansion. The moon was very bright tonight and its reflection on the river was beautiful. I took a picture and sent it to you. I wondered if you received it. Thinking about your smile calmed me down.You always calmed me down.

After some time I went back. I stood in my bedroom looking around and breathing calmly. I haven't tidied up for a week. I went to bed and fell asleep with you in my thoughts.

I dreamed of you, y/n. About the way your hair floats in the wind and your eyes sparkle when you talk about the things you like the most, like stars, chocolate ice cream and dancing. You danced near the river doing something like ballet. At this moment, I'm not even sure anymore if I am dreaming or a memory came up again because I could swear it was real.

The way you moved, the way you looked at me and the way you kissed me there.
You broke the kiss looking into my eyes and called my name once, no twice.

You kept repeating my name, no you are shouting my name no, you're screaming it. Your white shirt turns red and you scream my name even louder. I try to help you but I don't know how. "Why?", you whisper while teardrops slide across your cheeks, "Jay, why?"

Suddenly everything turned black. I call out for you but I only hear your voice repeating the same things over and over again. I don't know what to do, I don't know where to look.

Out of nowhere little light appeared in front of me. I tried to grab it or touch it but it moved away. I ran after it, finally grabbing it and holding the little light in my fist. Everything fell silent now. even you. only the light in my hands was there. I opened them slowly and the light spread all over my hands. It changed its color very slowly.

And my hands were red.

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"Good news! The Sim clan officially agreed to our offer," My father guffawed, "but their son, what was his name? He isn't as qualified as Jay is, right?", "Jake. He is a very charming kid." My mother answered.

"Qualified for what, Father?", "I mean, he looks like someone who wouldn't even hurt a fly," he laughed out loud, "how is he going to take over Mr. Sims place?"

I sighed, "Maybe it's not always about hurting and kill-", My voice failed. He looked at me with raised eyebrows leaning over. "What is it Jay? Are you regretting it?" he asked me looking directly into my eyes. I didn't break eye contact, but did not answer him as well. My mother watched us in silence, like she always does.

He eventually leaned back blabbing something I did not want to hear. "they couldn't raise their kid. how is Mr. Sim even leading his-", "I know Jake. He is very intelligent and was always a good friend of mine and I don't want you to talk about him like that!","Jay. Since when are you cutting off my sentences? I ignored it the first time, but this is the second time. You do know that this has consequences, right?", "consequences? Do you even understand what you have done to me?"

He sighed looking away annoyed. "You know what kid. I had to go through the same. My father made me do the same and even worse", "but why would you make me do the same, if you know the pain I will feel?", "It was worth it. look at me," He said grinning widely, "I am the most successful Mafia boss in the world! Everyone is afraid of me and everyone obeys me, son! even you and you know that" he cheered, "I have the whole power and someday you will understand what it means to be this powerful."

"You are a monster." I whispered but loud enough so he would hear it. His grin vanished and his expression turned into something sinister. "And what are you, Son? Aren't you a monster too then?" my eyes widened after what he said. He noticed and another evil grin was plastered on his face.

"Wasn't it you who took Y/n's life, son?"