Marciello and I laid in bed. He was busy staring out at the window and I was tracing the scars on his back.
"Is everything okay?", I asked him.
"Yes, Belle," he said, soberly.
"I know it's not Marciello. Tell me what's wrong," I said. He turned around and softly stroked my face.
"I'm going to tell you something and I don't want you to freak out," he said.
"I won't," I said.
"Okay,...I might be going to jail," he said.
"For how long?", I asked.
"If I cooperate, only 17 years," he said.
"You say that like it's a small number. Why are they trying to throw you in jail?", I asked.
"For murdering Stormie and those two cops. If I cooperate they would drop your sentence," Marciello said.
"There's no other way around this?", I asked.
"There is they want me to kill this other mob group," he said.
"Okay then let's do it," I said.
"Belle I'm tired of killing people. After I kill this group they're going to want me to kill more," Marciello said, tiredly.
"Then we'll just kill the police. We can kill all of them no one would know it was us," I said.
"Belle your thinking crazy," Marciello said, shaking his head.
"No seriously. I'm tired of them. I won't let them take you away from me. If I have to kill them all by myself I'll do it," I said, seriously.
"Belle no don't do that. What's done is done. I already confessed and they are going to be here any minute," Marciello said. Right on cue, I heard police sirens.
"So that's it your just going to give up, your going to leave me?", I asked.
"That's what I have to do. We can't keep killing. I know you want a normal life and this will give you that," Marciello said.
"I want a normal life with you!," I yelled.
"Sometimes things don't workout like that," Marciello said.
"How could you just give up like this? Where's your fire? Where's your passion? Your just going to leave me and the kids here alone?", I said.
The door bust open and the police came in. I backed away and got on the edge of the bed.
"I love you Belle!", Marciello yelled as they carried him away.
"I love you to which is why I have to do this," I said as I grabbed a gun from underneath the bed.
I shot the police officers and they fell to the ground.
"Dammit Belle!", Marciello yelled. I heard the sound of footsteps. I waited until I saw more faces.
I started shooting and they all fell, like dominoes.
"Great now we are going to be on the FBI's most wanted list," Marciello said.
"Be quiet, you know you wanted me to do this," I said, smiling. I saw him resisting the urge to smile.
"I kind of did," he said, fully smiling.
"Call up the gang and tell them to get the kids to the safe house. We need to leave soon," I said.
Marciello nodded and called the gang up. They came here immediately and got the kids.
"We are going to go get Marciano," they said.
"Thanks. Tell him I love him," I said. They nodded and Marciello and I started packing.
We heard sirens in the distance and we started running down the stairs.
We got in the car as soon as the police came in.
"Get out the car with your hands up!", they yelled. I smirked.
Marciello started the car and we speeded away.
