The Death of Me | A mafia story

Chapter 3 - The Hardest Decision

Cara's POV

I took the day off and went back home, I couldn't go to work after.

I wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone or even think about anything.

I laid on the bed trying to clear my mind and relax , trying to forget what happened yesterday and today. Trying to forget how he suddenly came back to my life and disturbed my thoughts.

But even with that, I kept on recalling his words from earlier today.

He said he will hurt Alex.

Would he ?

He wouldn't, right?

He can't.

Of course he can't. He won't go that far.

He is not that bad.

Or is he ?

I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands unable to handle all the thoughts running in my head. I wish i can just go back into ignoring the thought of him.

It was much easier that way.

I let out a frustrated sigh and shot up from my laying position. I should occupy my mind with something else or i am gonna go crazy.

I directly changed into my working jeans overall, pulled my hair into a messy bun and went downstairs to my studio.

It is the only place where i can lose myself. When my brush moves over the material of the canvas, I seem to forget it all.

It's my sacred place, and having a sacred place is an absolute necessity for everyone. It is this specific room where you can go in, at least an hour per day, alone, with no distractions.

The only place where i don't know who my friends are, i don't know what i owe anybody or what they owe me , what messed up obstacles i am facing, it all fades away once my brush is possessively held between my fingers, bringing the images inside my head to life, bringing forth what i am, or sometimes what i can be.

My studio is this one big room at the first floor in our house. Alex arranged it just for me when i moved in.

A smile made its way to my lips as i recalled how he surprised me that day. He said and I quote, " I know how much you like painting so i changed my precious gym room into this studio.

And probably one day i will lay naked there and you will do some nude paintings for me."

I shook my head. That guy is definitely a thing.

I collected my thoughts together and starting painting this exact image i have in mind. I was waiting to start working on it for a long time and i hope it will be in the same way i am imagining. It would be perfect.

I lost count of time as my hand never left the brush and my eyes didn't leave the canvas with some classic music playing in the background giving me the peace i was craving for.

When i felt the presence of someone else, i lifted my eyes to meet Alex's amused one's.

He was laying against the door frame, his hand crossed over his chest, looking at me with this heartwarming smile.