Kill My Mind || DOLLHOUSE Spin-off

49. Alejandro

I woke up with a pounding headache and the intense lighting didn't help. I had no idea where I was but I knew I was tied up and bloody.

I felt the dry blood on my forehead and I looked down to see my torso had been bandaged but I could still see the blood from the gunshot. "Fuck." I muttered to myself. I should have been able to take Nick. I could have but I froze. The thought of hurting him had hurt more than the gun hitting my head.

Speaking of Nick...I didn't know where he was. I finally opened my eyes completely and that's when I realized where I was. I was in the same room my dad had hurt Nick. I felt sick all of a sudden. I hadn't been back here and I never wanted to be. As my mind raced I heard some things shuffling around "Nick!" I screamed.

It only took about 30 seconds for him to appear in front of me with a devilish smile "Hi baby."

"I will kill whoever is making you do this, just let me go. You know you don't have to be afraid of these stupid mafia men anymore."

"Oh Ale..." he walked closer. He pulled a knife, my knife, out of his pocket and held it to my chin using it to force me to look up at him "I'm doing this on my own." I furrowed my eyebrows then scoffed

"Yeah because you're fucking telling mafia men what to do." I chuckled

"Ale, Everyone in this building right now works for me." I could see four other men in my peripheral vision. "You thought I had shot you and still loved you." he chuckled

"What the fuck is going on Nick." my voice was no longer soft

"Well I'm glad you finally asked. Do you have time for a story or do you have somewhere important you need to be" he chuckled again as he pulled up a chair in front of me and sat knee to knee with me

"Talk." I practically spat. He cut at my knee tearing through my pants and breaking skin

"Hey now. I'm the one with the weapons, be careful how you speak to me." I wasn't amused as he smiled. He cleared his throat and continued talking "Okay i'll start with telling you a secret. I was lying to you when I told you what happened that day... after you left the room. It's crazy how blinded you were by love to fucking believe your dad would just let someone go."

He was right, I was blinded. My dad would fucking never, but nothing else made sense. "Giovanni had left me with Marcello, one of his men, and he had ordered Marcello to kill me and dispose of me, you know the drill. When he left Marcello waited for him to be out of earshot when he told me he had a plan."

"A plan..." I raised my eyebrow. I knew Marcello. He never enacted any plans against my dad

"He hated your dad. Marcello was low on the totem pole but he wanted to work his way up. He wanted to take over and I was his first opportunity to get some help. He told me he'd help me fake my death and even train me if I started working for him and when the time was right all he wanted me to do was help him dethrone Giovanni."

"My dad is dead."

"Right, that really threw a wrench in the plan. It didn't matter at this point. We had spent five years working everything out and building an army. Marcello didn't care who it was he killed, he wanted to be the leader and when I heard you replaced your dad...oh I begged to be the head of the operation."

"Why would you want to kill me though. I understand he still wanted power but...why were you so excited." I was fuming. He fucking lied to me. He didn't give a shit about me. He just wanted power. I mourned him for years, I ruined my relationship for him, I fucking loved him.

He huffed "God you still don't fucking get it. You let me fucking die Ale. You didn't even come back to check up on my body. If you had... if you would have just tried to make sure I was really gone you would have known. You said you cared about me but you watched your evil father cut me and hit me and all you could fucking do was cry. You think it was hard for you? Try being the one getting beat."