𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄

𝐎𝐍𝐄

Glass shattered everywhere, Blood splattered on the walls, pools of blood everywhere. Maybe I shouldn't have done it, maybe I should've done more. All I know is that this is a fucking mess to clean up, well I know I'm not fucking cleaning up this mess up.

"So..," I take a deep breath in. "Who's going to clean up this mess again? Cause we already did our job," I look over at Matteo as I slightly kick the lifeless body on the ground.

"Uh, I'll have Emilio and Lorenzo clean this up. I'll tell 'em to prop the bodies up on the couch to.," Matteo has his hands behind his back. As he walks towards me he lets out a big ass sigh you could hear that shit from America.

I turn my body fully to Matteo. "What's wrong?," I'm honestly confused because we did what we had to do. Well he does this after every mission we have but this time.. That sigh was louder than the others. So fucking loud.

"Nothings wrong brother, I'm just tired. That's all.," He closes his eyes for a bit then shoots them back open, "Let's go home and clean up yeah?," He gives me a smile, like always.

I can tell something is wrong, but I didn't wanna push it too far. I nudge my head towards the door.

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I wipe and wipe and wipe, My ass.. just kidding. I'm wiping the blood that's on my hands, I throw out the bloody shoes that left footprints in the house, I throw my clothes into a plastic bag.

Should I have done it? Some things I do in life leave me with questions. Don't get me wrong, I fucking love the thrill of seeing fear in peoples eye's, but sometimes... It gets tiring. I mean shit it's to fucking late now, them bitches are already dead.

I had to do what I had to do. That family knew a rival of ours. And since we couldn't get to the Petrov's we had to give them a warning somehow. Sometimes in life, things are better left unsaid.

"Aaron? Can you get your ass out the bathroom now? I think I needa take a shit for real," I hear Camila's voice coming from outside the door. Jesus, don't we have like? Too many bathrooms in this house? The fuck she always gotta use this one for?

I walk outside the bathroom with a smirk on my face. "What bitch?," Camila gives me a weird look, slowly walking past me. "Good luck in there cause I dropped bombs to bitch," I push her by her head into the bathroom and shut the door closed. As I turn around I see Atlas.

"What the fuck...," His mouth shaped into an O, hand on chest. "You.. dropped bombs in there? As in... shit so hard that shit stank?," I let out a big laugh from his comment. I walk down the stairs as I keep laughing at Atlases comment, and Camlia's scream. I didn't actually shit so I don't why she's screaming actually. These people will always be like family to me. Even though they're fucking annoying sometimes.