Vision Of Blood

Chapter 23

—SILAS POV—

I stand in the doorway of Giovanni's living room, everyone of my family is here.

And i mean everyone.

I look around, confused. "What's happening?" I question, Giovanni looks at me, sighing gently.

"We have found some information.. probably not anything to help with what's happening right now, but.. you, serena, and amalias kidnapping are all associated with in a way.. the guy that kidnapped Amalia is Maria's brother.. and we don't know if Maria is going to take any further action as to maybe going to Amalia..." Giovanni explains.

I pause. My heart slightly sinks at the thought of anything happening to Amalia especially in the condition she is in right now..  im tired of this. I just want everyone safe.

I slowly nod, taking a deep breath. "What do I need to do?" I ask, making my way over beside Serena who gently wraps her arm with mine.

Giovanni looks around. "You don't need to do anything.. I'm sure Lorenzo has everything handled with our cousins—."

"I don't care, I really don't Giovanni, how many times has Amalia been hurt, taken even.. I'm not going to let her get fucking hurt again even if its the last thing I do, because I'm not going to just sit here and wait for our mafias to find information when we could be doing something useful ourselves.. We all have families and someone to worry for, and im not going to just sit on my ass like everyone else in this fucking room, I am going to put an end to this." I snap, standing up, Carlos tries to grasp my wrist but I brush him off.

I quickly make my way out of the living room, my family's voices are heard as they call out to me but  I continue to ignore them all, I leave the house and quickly get into my car before driving, the only thought on my mind right now is to find a way to end this.

I make my way home, getting into my house, I look around. "Ramiro, Saint?" I call out, saint runs out of his room, a happy smile on his face, my body instantly relaxes when i see Ramiro following him out, I sigh softly, picking up saint who immediately wraps his arms around my neck.

Ramiro eyes me worriedly, going to my side and rubbing my back. "Are you alright my love?" He asks softly, his hand now pushing my hair behind my ear, I slowly nod, and unexpectedly I rest my head in his chest, Ramiro pauses but doesn't miss a beat as he holds me close, saint giggling.

"The man who kidnapped Amalia is Maria's brother, Ramiro.. that means she's probably not only going after me and Serena, but Amalia to.. I can't let that happen.." I whisper quietly, Ramiro slightly pulls back and looks into my eyes, frowning.

"Do what you got to do, beautiful.." he says gently, leaning down and pecking my lips, Saint pouts, pushing Ramiro's head away, we chuckle.

"Is someone jealous..?" I tease saint gently, poking his belly as he giggles.

"She's my mommy.." saint says to Ramiro, I grin, looking at Ramiro. "Yeah.."

Ramiro scowls. "She was mine before you were even born.. but i guess we can share.." Ramiro says, amusement laced in his tone.

I shake my head, smiling slightly

This is what I'm fighting for, and I wont stop fighting for it. Ever.

I gently rub saints back, kissing his cheek. "Let's go make you some cookies, yeah..?" I say to saint, he perks up.

"Cookies..?" He says excitedly. Ramiro smiles. "I'll set everything up.."

-1 HOUR LATER-

This was a horrible fucking idea..

"Silas... stop being so heavy handed with the damn eggs.. you've broke like 3 already.." Ramiro exclaims, trying to take the egg from my hand, but i keep a tight grip.

"Let me fucking do it..." I argue back, practically playing tug of war with the egg. Saint observes, tilting his head with a smile, clearly finding this amusing.

I attempt to crack the egg, this time doing it correctly, i throw my hands up, looking at Ramiro. "I'm a fucking baker." Ramiro smiles as he watches me, I look at saint. "Your mama is a pro baker.." I wink. Saint giggles, grabbing the spoon and helping me mix the dough.

This really reminds me of the time where me, Camila, and Amalia got drunk and baked cookies, I'm pretty sure that was one of the best nights I've ever had, especially because I got high.

I deserve to get high after this.

I feel very happy right now, im with my two favorite boys right now, and even if it was for a moment i did forget about Maria, and everything else.  But i know that soon I have to really start working on a plan.

I look at saint, seeing the happy smile on his face as Ramiro helps him shape the dough.

But for right now, I just want to spend time with my family.

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Saint is now in bed, he was really full after the amount of cookies he consumed, I have never met anyone more obsessed with cookies than this kid.

But right now, I need to focus. I am smoking a joint with Ramiro as I talk with him about a plan what to do for not just our family but for the rest of it. We cant afford to lose anyone.

"I think we should go back to the place where saint and I were trapped, maybe that's where shes still hiding out.." I  suggest, passing the blunt to Ramiro, he looks at me.

"Do you really think she'd be hiding in a place where you know it is?" He questions, tilting his head. I think for a moment, "maybe, maybe not. But maybe there are things they left that could help us, and if she is still hiding out there then good for us. I wont hesitate to end it there."

Ramiro nods. "Okay.. I want to come with you.. I  can see if your brother Rocco can come over and watch saint for the night"

I nod. "I'll get the guns ready while you do that." I tell Ramiro as he gets up and goes to the other room to call Rocco.

We'll see how this goes.