"falling for her is like falling for grace." -abel ricci
(a/n: i couldn't remember the saying, don't yell at me if i got it wrong.)
A B E L ༺♱༻
Falling. That's what I feel when I'm with her. I feel like I'm falling down the tallest building in the world at a quick speed in my head, but in reality it feels like I've been falling my whole life.
I've always felt a pull towards Salem. Ever since we were children. That's the reason I chose her to save my cowardly self. There was no one else in the business as real, and as remotely strong as her. She was like no other woman I've ever met in my life.
Her mother knew that was why I chose her, and she was ok and confident in my decision. She had confidence that my mother raised me well enough to treat Salem with respect. Salems mother and my mother had always been close. Not so much anymore, due to Salem's mother living so far away.
Maia Woods. Salems mother, one of the most powerful women, who somehow birthed someone more dangerous than her. She's the only mafia woman who has ever survived a marriage with Salem's father.
Sitting next to Salem now, I look at her and see how much she looks like her mother. How beautiful she is. She's a goddess on this earth, and I'm a servant, following her around, worshipping her every move, how she deserves.
She notices me staring at her and rolls her eyes, "Can you just drive?" she shifts uncomfortably. Well she tries to make it seem like she's uncomfortable, but I know she loves when I admire her. Let's just say she talks in her sleep very clearly.
We're on our way to the main warehouse. Late. After our shower this morning we both had to rush to get ready. She still has a little cum on the corner of her mouth, but I don't say anything for the sole purpose of my entertainment.
"Are we almost there yet?" she asks me. I turn to her and nod my head, "Nearly there."
I turn onto the dirt road that leads to the warehouse and go for about ten miles before making a right turn and turning into the parking lot. The cops don't too much mess with me or care about me, but Salem still did make a good choice when choosing the place.
By it being far out here, people would likely just give up looking for it. Hell, when I first came here I wanted to give up too.
I park my car into my parking place and turn the ignition off, then take out the key. Salem steps out the car and so do I, we head into the building hand in hand.
She's been holding my hand a lot lately when we walk around, even in the house. It's like she's scared for me to be away from her sometimes, which I don't blame her. She's had a lot happen to her lately, and she never shows emotions with things like that.
We stop in the main office room and greet everyone. Salem goes off to her main guy Bryan and they talk for a bit before she heads back over to me, "I have to go take care of something really quickly." she tells me, "I'll see you later." she gives me a small smile before storming off.
Whatever that means. I open my texts and read the latest one from Blade.
Blade: Need you in the armory, got some new weapons that I need help organizing;)
Me: Be right there.
I take the elevator to the bottom floor and put in my thumb print for the armory. The doors slide open and I enter the cold room. Guns and knives line the walls, ammo and protection devices sit on shelves, neatly for people to use.
"Blade?" I call out. No answer.
A small crying sound comes from the corner of the room. I look over and see my brother, curled up in the corner crying.
My eyes widen and I rush towards him, I may not feel much empathy towards anyone but Salem, but he's still my brother, "What's wrong?" I ask, worried.
He sniffs and looks at me with red eyes, "I fucked up."
"How'd you fuck up?"
My brother never really shows emotion like this unless something is really wrong. He's always tough stuff, and plays everything off like it's fine, it's what we were raised to do.
"I got a girl pregnant." he clears his throat, "It's mine. I'm the only person she's ever slept with, and she got pregnant from it."
My jaw drops, "Who was it?"
"My boyfriends sister. His fucking sister, Abel."
Holy shit.
"Oh." I say, floored. "Uh, does he know about it?"
Blade has been openly bisexual since he was ten. I've always supported it, I always will support him, for whatever he does or is. I never understood why society was so grossed out by gayness and shit. If you're not the one doing it, it has nothing to do with you.
"That's the thing." he says, "He knows about it, and he still wants to be with me, but I think I love her. Which is why this whole thing is fucked up. I get his sister pregnant," he raises his voice, "And then I fall in love with her!"
My brows draw together and I hug him, "Don't be ashamed of who you love, Blade. Yeah the situation is fucked up, but shit happens. If he gets hurt from it, he'll finally realize you really are a shithead, no offense." we both chuckle, "But maybe he'll find the one he really deserves." I shrug.
Blade looks at me and wipes his eyes, "Don't tell anyone about this, or I'll kill you." he groans and takes a swig from his flask, "Now I'm going back to work."
"I thought there was ammo to be put on the shelves?" I shout as he enters the elevator, he presses the button and the doors close. A notification pops up on my phone.
Blade: You were the one late to work this morning, you do it. And btw, I told Salem about the stuff on the corner of her mouth. You embarrassed the poor girl, asshole.
Brothers.
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༺♱༻ a/n: i got bored so here we go. blades gonna be a father woohoo😜
