Unraveling Secrets

Chapter 52

Nova

Sliding my knife down my sleeve into my hand I quickly stab it into Francesco's side, claiming him as mine to take on. "This is my kill." I tell the others. They hesitated before having no choice but to leave me to take care of myself, when the guards started firing. 

"You can't kill me when you learned everything from me." Francesco says swinging at me. 

"The only thing you ever taught me was what not to be like. That is the only thing you get credit for." I say landing a punch to his face. He grabs my arm and throws me to the ground getting on top of me. 

"You are a pathetic excuse of a trainee, I already got you on the ground." He says. I smirk at him when I quickly look around assessing everyone around me. Andres, too focused on the person in front of him, he doesn't see the one getting ready to point their gun at him. I take my gun from my side and shoot the man. Andres whirls around after slitting the throat of the guy in front of him, making eye contact. All I do is wink before feeling hands come around my throat. I roll my eyes.

"You make it too easy. I was hoping for a little competition." Francesco says, fake frowning.

"Oh, I am sorry. I thought your scared face earlier meant you wanted me to go easy on you. You know, cut you some slack." I wish that came out stronger, but I sorta forget he is blocking my airway. My response only made him squeeze harder.

When I really need to take a breath, I get ready to knock him off of me, but in the next seconds his hands release my throat. He lets out a cry, and when I look down I see a bullet in his arm. I look around for the source, and of course it is Andres returning the favor with a wink.

I shove Francesco and stab a knife into where he was just shot, making him howl even more. "You didn't teach me that, now, did you?" I say in anger. 

I quickly look around seeing all the guards dead along with 15 of the men that came to help under the favor they owed. Everyone now turning around to face Francesco and I. I want him to have a slow painful death.

"No but I did teach your friend how to fuck, didn't I?" He says causing me to freeze.

"You bastard!" I yell before punching him in the ribs, hard. I get on top of him and punch him in the face repeatedly.

He chuckles through the pain before speaking again. "I would have taught you myself too, but I don't believe in incest. Although, if I recall, my guys did enjoy their reward." He says with a disgusting smirk on his face. 

Trying to keep the nightmares at bay, I punch him harder and harder. I punch him for what Ang lost, I punch him for the friend I lost, and I punch him for all that I lost. 

"Nov-a" I hear Francesco call, but I ignore him. I can't even make out his face at this point but I don't stop. The blood is everywhere,  covering his face and I am also wearing it.  Yet, I still don't stop. I just keep going. 

"Should we stop her." I hear someone call out in the distance, but I still keep going.

"No she needs this." I am pretty sure that was Jax. 

I don't stop until a hand is laid on my left shoulder and the other one comes around to my right hand, gently pulling it back. I sit down just staring, and the person behind me just squeezes my hand in a type of reassurance. I look back to see who it is and its Andres. He doesn't give me anything, just a blank stare, but doesn't make a move to leave. I look back at Francesco and he is dead. The motherfucker is actually dead. 

I let out a breath which turns into a breathy chuckle. I think I might be breaking down. My hands cover my face as I silently shake, before my head is fully tilted back in a full blown laugh. This is my life!

"Its okay" Someone whispers in my ear. 

Except its not. Every secret I wanted to hide is no longer hidden. And the worst one came out to haunt me. I shake my head back and fourth with a slight chuckle before turning my head to look at my brothers. They are all looking at me with pain in their eyes. Even Lorenzo. That is not what I want to see right now. I don't want to see any pain, I don't want to feel any pain. I just don't want to feel, and I have done so good for some many years. Why am I feeling now?

I can't control it and in the next seconds I have tears in my eyes. Why? This isn't me. 

"It's okay Nova." Jax says from a distance.

"No. I don't- I can't- why?"

"This is normal. Okay? You are allowed to feel. Don't hide it, the more you try to suppress your feelings the more you are going to hurt. Just let it out. You will feel better." Jax says.

I shake my head back and fourth.

"Do you trust me?" He asks.

I swallow and nod my head.

"Then let it out. No judgement, just do what you need to do." 

So I do. I break down. I break down while my brothers stand and watch, while Jax stands near them, and while a strange guy I met after my brothers, sits with me to comfort and hold me. And for some weird reason I feel safe in his arms. 

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