Killing Is All We Know *ON HOLD*

Chapter Three

Dario POV:

FLASHBACK!

"Alright son, all you got to do is aim then pull the trigger" My father instructs me. We're in the shooting range underneath the building of our house.

Dad placed the cold weapon in my 8 year old hands, and then showed me how to hold the deadly gun.

"Get your good hand holding the gun with your index finger on the trigger" he told me while putting up his own index finger so I know which one to put in the trigger. Sometimes I think my dad doubts my smartness.

"Dad I know which finger is which no need to show me" I laugh and then hear him chuckle slightly under his breath.

"Just making sure son" he replied back. When my hand and fingers were in place he directed me to my next step.

"Aim the gun at your target" once I heard him, I obeyed and aimed at where I should be shooting at.

"If it helps you, you can close one eye to see the target better" listening to him I tried closing my eye, then carefully waited for the next instruction.

"Now. Fire!" There was a loud bang ringing in my ears for a bit, but once it stopped I could hear my father cheering at me.

Confusingly I looked at my target and I couldn't believe it. I hit it! Not only that I hit the head shot. I could see the hole that was there from my bullet.

I felt excitement flowing through me, looking into my father's proud eyes I saw that he was just as happy as I was.

"Fuck yeah" he shouted so that everyone in the shooting room could hear him.

"You know mum will be mad if she heard you say that in front of me" I informed him. I saw panic in his eyes. He bent down to my level.

"Don't tell your mother" putting his finger over my mouth making sure I stayed quiet. I just stared into his brown yes that were staring into mine.

I nodded then continued on with shooting but stopped when I heard a loud bang coming from upstairs.

I looked up to my father that was already looking at me telling me to go hide. I hesitantly hid in a small spot that was in the room.

Men came swarming in the shooting ranch, they surrounded my father but did nothing because of my dad's men who were around him with guns in their hands.

My dad didn't have the advanage this time thought, he had smaller men then the others did and he had me in the room that my father needed to look after.

"Drop down your weapons or we will kill your wife" a man yelled at my father who had no emotion on. It was times like these where he needed to put his mask on. I know for a fact that sentence broke his heart, he loved my mother so so much.