Mafia Assassin

**Dream**

'Ding Dong!' The doorbell went off, turning the music down, I turned my head towards the stairs, "Hey Eddie can you answer the door please? I'm in the middle of cooking, and my hands are gross." I hear the bathroom door open and my husband's heavy ass footsteps coming down the stairs. "Why is it every time I park my ass on the toilet someone comes knocking on the door." He says mumbling under his breath, snickering a little bit, I focus back on cutting up chicken for dinner. "Who is it?" Eddie asked through the door, you can hear a muffled voice speak back. "Please help me, they're coming for me." He turned around and looked at me, "Baby there's a female on the porch and she looks hurt and scared, take the babies upstairs and come back, I'm going to let her in." I pick up my twins out of their baby swings and headed up to the babies' room to lay them down in their cribs. Once I laid them down, I kissed their head and cracked the room door heading back down the stairs. Before I reached the bottom, I hear a 'Bang!' and a loud thud following the gun that went off. My heart rate speeds up, and I darted around the corner into the living room, I could feel my whole body go numb as my eyes landed on my husband's dead body. It was like everything around me went silent, as I stared at Eddie, laying on the floor in a pool of blood that began to flow from his head.

"You know Shae, this would not have happened if you just followed orders and shut the fuck up. Like you were so unnecessarily cocky, like the world revolved around you, like you couldn't be touched." Amberly A red headed chick, that I had a couple of run ins with a long time ago, said standing on the other side of my husband's body. It was like cold water was dashed on me when I realized that this bitch came here, took my kids father and had the audacity to talk shit. I saw red, I relaxed my body and walked into the kitchen turning off the stove and slipping a knife into the back of pants. I say in a nonchalant tune, "And yet you didn't come for me, mm mm, seems like someone either scared or have a point to prove to someone that on the cool probably don't even give fuck." I say this while leaning against the kitchen counter looking at her with my elbow resting on my hip, locking eyes with her. I watched as lil missy jaw twitched and eyes darkened, "See that's what I mean right there, you act like no one can touch yo...." I cut her short in her little speech, "We going to do this or not cause you doing a lot of talking for someone that can touch me." That last statement was enough to get under her skin, without thinking twice she lifted her hand and aimed a gun at me. Falling back, I roll behind the counter, "So your too much of a coward to fight me head on. Looks like someone is scared after all." Thud as her gun hit the floor. "Come on let's do this so I can show you that I am nowhere near scared of you." Right when she said that I hear footsteps rush at me, out the corner of my eye I see a brown blob coming at me fast. I dodge my head to the right and her foot landed in the cabinet near my head, twisting my body I turn toward her standing up. She tried rushing me again, lifting my foot I kick ha ass dead in her chest. She stumbles backwards, not letting her get a chance, I start throwing punches landing them all, hitting her as hard as I could each time. Grabbing the back of her head I slam it into my knee breaking her nose on impact. Falling back, she yells in pain and grab for her face, if looks could kill I would be dead right where I stood. Lifting my brow, I looked at her, walking towards her slowly taking out the knife. A wicked smile crossed her face and she laughed, "If you kill me, you not going to make it out this house alive with them bastard kids of yours." Bending down behind her, I place the knife to her throat, leaning close to her ear I speak with the deadliest tone I myself have heard. "You forget, I was you but much better, and way deadlier." With that I slit her throat slowly torturing her, watching the light drain from her eyes. "And you still couldn't touch me." Then her body goes limp falling to the floor, standing up stepping over her body I make my way up to my kids' room to get them the fuck out this house. Pushing the room door open instead of my kids being in the room sleeping, there's a man sitting in the middle of the room with a remote in his hand. "Don't move, take another step and the kids are dead." Panic set in, at that moment there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for them, trying to stay calm I try to control my emotions. "My kids have nothing to do with this, please let them go!" I say with tears slowly building in my eyes, I knew this man from my past, and he is a cold-blooded killer wouldn't bat an eyelid at some shit that he did. Chuckling with a deadly glint in his eyes, "You should know that begging wouldn't work with me. Now this is how it going to go, you're going to get on your knees, and place your hands behind your head, if you want a chance at saving your kids." Locking my jaw, I did what he said, still searching for anything that'll tell me where my babies are. Standing up he walked over to me, grabbing my chin, putting his face to mine. "I'm going to have fun with you, by the way Michael said you shouldn't have left now he's taking everything." Fear and hatred flowed through me, more scared of losing my babies then him threating me. "Fuck the both of you. Where are my kids?" He backs up and slap the shit out of me, grabbing the back of my neck he dragged me to the window. "Look out the window, you see that GMZ your kids are in there, and I just set the clock for the bomb to go off. Let's see if you can make it to them in time." Then he pushes me out the window and I hit the roof of my porch and rolled off onto the ground. "Gasping", trying to catch my breath I had the wind knocked out of my lungs. Struggling I stand up holding my ribs, wincing with every intake of breath and step I take. As I reach for the door handle of the truck I get a grip on it, I'm blown back and I slam into the ground behind me. I scream from the pain I feel in my body from my skin burning, and the lost of my children. I lay there watching the truck burn, watching my everything go up in flames ! I cried out for everything in me that was lost. "You should have known this life wasn't going to last forever, you were never free." He said this with a glint in his eyes of knowing victory, " I'm going to kill all of you." I say gasping for air, spitting up blood every few breaths. "I would like to see you try; I don't think you're going to be seeing tomorrow so I'm not worried." With that he slaps my face and walks off and gets into a car and left. I laid there staring at the sky waiting for life to fade away, violent and painful cries filled my body. "I'm sorry." Turning over on my stomach, I start to drag my body across the ground towards the front door. Getting to the stairs I push my body up on to the first step into a sitting position, taking shallow breaths preparing myself for the journey up the stairs. Reaching up I used the stair reeling to help me stand, stumbling a little, I make up the stairs and into the house. Flopping down on the couch, I pick up my phone, that had been charging on the lamp table. Hitting the 1 on my dial paid, the phone ringed twice before I heard a voice on the other end. "It's been a while what can help you with?"