I am now running to the roof top while exchanging fire with the enemies.
I couldn't help but look at the corpses I passed.
don't they have families?
don't they have a boyfriend?
What exactly are they fighting for?
Money, Power, Connections, Possessions?
I can't figure it out.
It's just a case of the situation I have too.
I can't leave either.
I'm tired to this kind of life.
Starting with my grandparents to my parents to my siblings and to our future children.
This is the kind of family business that others want but I try to run away from.
It's annoying that every day you wake up you fear for your life and the lives of your loved ones.
A lot of people want the position I have but they can't get a shot either.
Even if I give it to them. the problem is that they cannot pass the test that is given to them.
Not to brag. I have given up the position I had several times but I still see myself coming back and doing my job again and again.
Lots of people say I'm lucky because I am one of the children of the most powerful Mafia in the whole world.
Funny right?
How many times have I failed my family?
"Signorina behind you" said one of my staff. I came back to reality that I was still here in the place where there was only gunfire.
"We'll be able to reach the roof top soon, Signorina, the signora is worried about you," he told me again.
I just nodded in response. I also fired left and right because the enemies were really scattered.
We were just a few steps closer to the door of the roof top when suddenly someone threw a grenade where we were.
I was almost deaf, my face was dripping with blood.
My leg is also bleeding.
I tried to forced myself to stand up but my body couldn't take it anymore.
I forced myself to crawl towards my other companions. which is almost bloody too.
Is this it? Am I going to die here?
Is it the end of me? I asked myself.
are you picking me up death?
why is it taking so long?
Do I need to see these flashbacks?
I hear the song that my mother always sings.
My father's laugh.
The yelling, playing and chasing of my siblings. I can hear them
I remembered my mother's delicious cooking and coffee.
"The signorina is here, help us" I could hear the voices of the people around me.
I can't see them anymore because my hands and face are covered in blood.
I felt someone lift me up and I slowly began to see the sunlight.
I can also feel the fast wind coming from the helicopter.
"Take it easy, please take care of the signorina. She needs to be taken to the mansion immediately to be treated." said a staff member
"One, two, three, lift it carefully," said the other
"Where's the first aid kit? to clean the blood from her face and put a bandage on his wound" said one.
"Wait a minute!" I forced myself to get up.
"Where's my bag? The remote is over there. Where are the others? We need to blow up this building when we're done with our mission." I shouted.
They quickly gave me my bag. And I quickly looked for the remote to blow up the building.
When the helicopters flew one after the other I pressed the remote and
the area almost went dark with the explosion.
and that's when I felt dizzy and blacked out.
