In Love With the Mob

Chapter Twenty-Nine Bash

A sudden splash of water awakes me from my most uncomfortable slumber. In a rush everything comes back to me like a freight train slamming into a wall. Evan upset, me trying to get him to eat from outside of his door; everything going black. My heart slams against my chest as I frantically look around. Is Evan alright? Did they take him too? Where the fuck am I?

"Nice to have you back with us bash. Did you sleep well?" Of course Daniel Twist took me? I thought he was after Evan though. Was our information wrong, or was it...

"You look awfully confused at the moment. Do you need help piecing a few things together? Let me help you out a bit." Daniel crouches down in front of me as I use the cloth from my shoulder to clear my eyes as best as I can. And of course I'm in the fucking warehouse. The same warehouse we were looking into during our Intel. Unfortunately for me though I am completely surrounded, and I don't know if the guys know I have even been taken.

Daniel stands to his full height of 6', his long unruly hair tied back into a ponytail. He slowly walks in front of me with the biggest shit eating grin on his face. I don't know if I have mentioned this, but I really hate this fucking guy.

"Since you and your men paid my home a little visit, I thought it would only be fair for me to pay yours a visit as well. You see, I had planned to bring your boyfriend here to lure you out, then I thought it would be easier to just take you directly. So you see Bash-"

"For the love of God stop with your wannabe evil villain monologue and get to the fucking point." I interrupt as I roll my eyes. Jesus if he is going to kill me it will save me from this stupid speech.

"Ssh, I'm speaking Bash, don't interrupt." Did-did this motherfucker just shush me like a child. He lets out a deep sigh. "Where was I? Ah yes, back to you. Long story short Sebastian your life ends today. No more games, and no more competition. This is the end of the road."

"What the fuck did I ever do to you? We both have our own districts, my business never conflicts with yours, so just fucking why? Did I piss on your cheerios at some point?" Daniel rolls his shoulders as he grabs a chair nearby and places it directly in front of me. He stares at me for the longest minute before shaking his head and sitting back in his chair.

"Why you?" He asks me, tilting his head to the side.

"Yeah, that's what I'm asking. Didn't I already ask that? I did already ask that right?" I ask one of Daniel's goons standing to my right

He looks between the two of us before nodding and giving a small, "You did."

"That's what I thought." I say as I stare back at Daniel. The annoyance fills his face as he runs a hand down his face.

"I'm asking why is it you, you fucking moron. Why did my dad choose you and not me?" What the fuck is this guy talking about.

"Dude I don't have anything to do with your weird ass daddy issues."

His eyes flash with rage as he pulls his gun from its holster, aiming at my head. "Father Criss took you off the streets, brought you under his wing and made you his fucking heir. And I don't understand fucking why?"

I don't have an answer for that. I always wondered myself why he decided to choose to keep me instead of just throwing me back into the system. He could have; he had every right to. Father didn't owe me anything, I was just a street kid who kept stealing from his business, hell he could have killed me in that alley and nobody would have known or even care. So why did he choose me.

"I don't know why he chose me Daniel. He gave a kid a chance that damn sure didn't deserve it. But I don't hate him for it, I will spend the rest of my life repaying him for the life he gave me."