Mafia Hearts |18+|

t h i r t y

LEOLA

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Ivan was trying to heal his inner child this whole time.

Pictures of him as a baby are hanged on the walls or placed on his desks.

Pictures of him riding a bike, playing soccer, some with his grandma, him holding his baby sister.

I look around the big table that has old board games placed on it.

Puzzles are scattered on the floor, an unfinished piece sitting near the couch, it looks like it's a puzzle of a lake.

A tear rolls down my cheek as I stare at tiny shoes organized in a cabinet.

A frown gets placed on my face once I see a picture of Ivan and a girl holding hands.

It's not just any girl.

It's me.

I let out a giggle, the picture was taken at my middle school dance, nothing in my outfit matched, my hair was messy and my glasses were pink.

Ivan was wearing a black shirt with jeans, no smile on his face, he was just staring at me as I posed.

I looked around the walls, finished puzzles were hung perfectly on the wall, stacks of books sit on a desk with pens and papers.

A collection of tiny cars were lined up on the dresser.

I wiped my tears and noticed a laptop on his desk.

I'm not snooping, I just need to know if he's alive.

I gulp and turn on the laptop, waiting for it to load.

The screen brightly shines in my eyes, different files scatter on it.

I frown pressing on a random file.

It loads for a minute before a video starts playing.

"Ivan no! Don't push him!" I hear Wenda's voice behind the camera but it sounds less psycho than now.

"He pushed me!" Little Ivan shouts, he looks around 8, and his little brother Toni crying.

"Get upstairs" Wenda says, Ivan shakes his head and fear covers his face.

The video ends and I press on another footage.

This is wrong.

"Ivanov" Wenda whispers and hums a song while she films Ivan sleeping.

Ivan starts crying and holds the blanket to his small body, "please n-no more play time" he cries, Wenda laughs, "I'm not giving you play time, get back to sleep"

I press on another one, "Ivan, say hi to daddy" Wenda says behind the camera while Ivan holds a stack of legos running to the living room and dropping them on the couch while giggling.

Another video plays where Ivan lays in the corner crying with huge bruises on his bare back-

I quickly shut the laptop once the door opens.

"Miss, your phone is ringing" I hear Brady say behind the door.

I sigh and walk out taking my phone from him and answering the call.

"Hi" I sighed and heard some movement, "hey"

"Yes?" I chuckle.

"Oh sorry, this is my work number, it's me, Tom, my other phone broke, hi sexy" I hear his deep voice making me let out a sigh.

"Hey Tom" I smiled shaking my head,

"Leola" he said and I stopped walking, "dress sexy, anything you put on is sexy, I'll pick you up at 7, good?"