SHE-MAFIA

Chapter-13

Panting like always, I take a seat on the bench that is under one of our trees. I just finished my usual morning run and trust me when I say I regret making it 150 times instead of a hundred.

I picked up my water bottle that is close by and gulped it all down. The water gave life to my whole body. I am so thankful for nature. Tossing the now empty bottle aside, I take my towel and began wiping off the sweats on my face and body.

I am definitely not doing more than myself next time.

I heaved a sigh and let my body relax a bit as thoughts about last night came to mind. I am still wondering who uncle was talk to and talking about.

My guts feels he is talking about mum and dad but that's unbelievable. He can't kill his own brother. He love his brother. They were fucking close. You could sense the brotherly love between them anytime they are together talking.

But I don't understand that call he was making. Who was he talking to? And who are the people he was talking about?

I couldn't sleep last night thinking about this. After hearing his confusing phone call, I ran upstairs to my room not wanting him to know that I was eavesdropping on his call. Getting to my room, I couldn't sleep. I was disturbed.

Uncle Ignacio can't plot such things against his own blood. But it is not impossible. I have seen a lot of movies where brothers betray brothers. I have even heard about real life stories about it too.

So I am giving him 50-50 of my trust from now on. 50, based on the fact that he is dad's brother and couldn't  kill his own blood. I know uncle Ignacio. He and dad were close. Closer than dad's other brothers.

Then the remaining 50, based on the fact that the world is a wicked place. Blood is thicker than water but blood usually drink the other. We can't give people our hundred percent trust. No. That's dangerous.

So uncle Ignacio, I will be watching you closely from now on. Who knows, you might be a betrayer.

I get up from the bench with the aim of starting my fight training in my mind. I head towards the wooden person that I created and start to train.

I have really improved. I am a bit close to being a good fighter. All I need is a real person to fight with. But I am not getting that anytime soon right? Since Ace made everyone remain indoors. No one train again in this mansion.

Eve is the only one out here in this big ass compound.

Anyways, like I said, nothing will stop me from doing this. Not even Ace. He started it and i have picked interest in it so I am going to be that strong ruthless woman he wants me to be.

I continue training with the wooden figure. Hours passed and I decided to do some gun training.

Do you know that, shooting gives you a type of controlling vibe? Yeah. I feel that whenever I pick up a gun and aim at my target.

Everytime I pick up a gun, Ace's words will sing on my ears.

"Concentrate and focus on your target. Do not spare"

That had really helped me to improve. Before I would shoot with my eyes closed and that will always make me miss my target. But these passed few days I have been training on my own, i have managed to keep my eyes open and on my target. Trust me, you could tell that I am a sharp shooter now.

It was now noon time and all my body arch like hell. Coming out of the training hall, I walked towards the bench to pick up my towel and other water bottle to drink. I gulped the whole water down and wiped myself with the towel again.