The Mob Boss and His Prisoner

Broken

"SKYLAR SNAP OUT OF IT!!" Griffin's voice snaps me back to reality.

I start to shake while looking at the guy's bloodied face and look around the room seeing everyone just shocked or scared. I look at my hands seeing them covered in blood, some my own and some his.

"I-I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me," I feel my eyes fill with tears. "Griffin I mean it I'm sorry I-I didn't mean to do that, please believe me."

Griffin carries me to the kitchen and sits me on the counter, I just look at my hands shaking seeing the blood. He walks back to me with a warm wet rage and cleans my hand. It stung a little when it went over my knuckles as they were cut open. When all washed up he goes and comes back with a first aid kit. He started off cleaning the cuts up. It did make me wince as it stung so much. Then he wraps the bandages around my palms and between my fingers.

'I can run from the mob life but clearly, it's in my damn blood.' I sigh, hating myself for what I just did. "I-is he gonna be ok?"

"He's tough, if he can't handle a few punches from a woman then why keep the guy? But I'll clearly have a talk to him about personal space and boundaries. We may be gang members but f*ck even that I frown upon in my crew. Most importantly are you ok, like really the f*ck was all that about?" He said taking my wrists in his hands.

"Please I don't wanna talk about it, but I really am sorry about that. I'm not confrontational most of the time. Just so much sh*t has happened so it pushed me past my breaking point." I start to ball my eyes out, unable to hold them back anymore.

I feel him wrap his arms around me and put my head down on his shoulder so I just let it all go. Crying all the tears that I kept bottled up for real this time. I wrap my arms around him holding tight just needing it so much. I can feel him tense up his body, guess he isn't used to this kind of stuff. Slowly I start to feel better but I keep my face hidden in his shoulder.

"Sorry if this makes you look bad in front of your crew," I whisper softly.

"Don't sweat it, are you feeling better at least? You were crying for a good 4 maybe even 5 minutes there." I just nod my head yes and he pulls back cupping my face and wiping my tear-covered face. "Let's get this party started again." I nod and get down from the counter.

We go to the living room, I bow down to everyone. "I am sorry for my actions today." Slowly the party picked back up and everyone was having fun.

I stuck close to Griffin going back to introvert mode keeping quiet. After like an hour I started to feel tired so I left Griffin's side and sat on the couch. I grab a hold of a blanket draped over the back and put it around my shoulders. I lay down tucking the blanket under my feet and pulling the rest over my head. Tuning everyone out as I close my eyes and let my body slip into the darkness.