Pieces Part 1

A Medical Set Up

Suddenly, the car stopped, and I heard a garage door closing. I get up and see Mario and Charles both smoking.

"Thanks, I appreciate this."

Charles replies, "Anytime, you know I got you. Well, I got to go back to work. Enjoy your vacation. I'll handle everything while you are gone."

Mario sighs, "Yeah... vacation..."

Charles hugs Mario, "Please just be safe. I'll be here waiting to spend eternity with you."

Mario says, "Yeah, I will be back," And hugs him back. He turned to me and yelled, "Hey, BoyToy, get out of the car!"

I hopped out and said, "My name is Moe. You can call me by my name."

Mario snorted, "Why would I call you by that fake name." I was left speechless... how many people know who I am? "Now come on."

As Mario guided me through the sprawling black house, its dark façade contrasted with the white house I had seen earlier. It was as if the two houses embodied the yin and yang, with Mario and Amber at their center, each representing a distinct aspect of life.

The size and luxury of this black marvel left me amazed, its architectural grandeur far surpassing the other house. Its dark marble exuded an aura of mystery and sophistication that was impossible to ignore.

His pride evident, Mario turned to me and asked, "You like the style? I chose it myself. There's just something about black. It makes all my problems feel hidden away in it."

I nodded in appreciation, taking in the immaculate interior. Everything appeared meticulously cleaned and organized, a testament to Mario's attention to detail. Despite the awe-inspiring surroundings, a nagging feeling tugged at me, a sense that there was more beneath the surface.

Unable to resist my curiosity, I asked, "Hey, I noticed security and the maids leaving when I was dropped off. How come?"

Mario shrugged his shoulders. "Do I need to keep my housekeepers on-call 24/7?" Noting my wary expression, he laughed, "I sent everyone home. I can't let everyone see that you're here. It would bring disgrace."

I replied, "So you even sent the security home?

"Yeah, they have been working hard. They deserve it. We shouldn't have to worry; even the police won't be finding us out here."

Mario digs in his pockets and starts putting gloves on.

"Why are you putting gloves on? What are you planning?"

I started taking steps back as

Mario turned around, ranting as he walked closer to me.

"Do you know why I prefer to wear black?"

I answered, "Besides a fashion statement? I think Amber said something about making fewer decisions throughout the day."

"Correct, I wear black because I don't have to worry about immediately cleaning up after cutting things open. Most colors hide in black.

I start sweating as he gets closer and closer.

"Why you are shaking?" says Mario

He walked around me, dangling a knife around.

" I ain't going to hurt you. At least not yet."

Mario starts moving the knife closer to me.

I start panicking, "Okay, what do you want from me? Why are you doing this? I came here for Amber... Where is she?"

Mario gripped the knife harder and yelled, "Don't say her name! You don't deserve to say it. It is because of you she is GONE!"

As I got lost in the echo, I repeated, "She is gone? What do you mean?"

Mario yells, "Does it even Matter? It bothers me that you didn't care about her anyway! You wouldn't care. You want to use her for her money and power. You wouldn't even bother to help her even if she is on her last. You would still be the parasite you are right now."

I grabbed his knife and held the blade tightly, and as I bled, I yelled, "You don't know me! I would travel to the ends of this earth, hell, the moon, and back for Amber. Don't lump me into your assumptions!"

I looked at the ground as I sank into a pool full of tears, thinking of how we were supposed to leave together and how all of that was over. Only if I could have... I gripped the keys to the Tesla.

"I would... I would... I... would have done anything..."

Mario replies, "Anything, Huh?

Mario pulls out a cigarette with the scissors in his hand and smokes it.

"Hmmm." As he exhaled, he said, "That's crazy she said the same thing. I don't understand kids these days."

I tried to hold my tears. I asked, "What are you going on about?"