Surviving The Mafia

Part 31

Part 31

"You cannot marry her!" I yelled at Severin as we descended via the elevator.

"And who's going to stop me?" He threw at me.

"Hello, I'm still alive. And I will not let you marry my innocent little sister," I stated.

"Your sister is your twin and she is anything but innocent, trust me," he shot back.

"Oh please. She stayed with you, of course your dark soul would've left a nasty impact. But when she was with me, she was innocent," I defended my sister.

"No, I think she was born like this," Severin said, leading me back to the mini hospital.

"Well yeah, when you can be born as a monster, I guess my twin can be born as clever. What did she do, by the way, that has you so pissed?! And where is she, anyway? I miss her. I haven't seen her in so long," I replied.

"You know, I don't like you. And your sister is locked up in her room," Severin answered me.

"Why?! Why do you have to be so evil? What did she ever do to you?" I tried to raise myself to Severin's height, but I was met with two problems. First, he was freakishly tall; and second, the welts on my back hissed in pain.

"You'll be surprised to know what that little devil is capable of. She is a vicious cat, and God help me but I love her so fucking much," he responded, his every word dripping with the truth.

Those words had me swooning. Fuck my blue cheese, he loved my sister. The devil's spawn was in love with Maril, and I did not know whether to celebrate or mourn her destiny. But me being the positive bee that I was, I chose to celebrate. Mafia or no Mafia, love deserved to be celebrated!

"That is the most fucked up yet the most romantic confession I've ever heard. You are crazy and Maril is crazy; together, you can make big, fat, crazy babies." I clasped my hands together in excitement as I imagined chubby babies calling me aunt. How wonderful it would be to have a family once again. Right now, the only family I had was Maril, but if she got married and had babies, then our family would grow.

"Yes, and so I am marrying her. In two days. Her dress is already here. I need to get this wedding out of the way because she needs rest now. I have to take care of her," Severin stated, his eyes hard as he glared at something unknown.

"Uh, you are forcing her to marry you, which is insane. And then you say you have to take care of her, but you are glaring like you don't want to take care of her. I'm confused, dude. But then, you people never made sense," I said to him. By now we had reached the mini hospital. Thank God, I couldn't wait to get some ointment on my burning scars.

I was surprised when Severin leaned forward until his breath fanned my face. "Do you have any idea how angry I am at your darling twin?" I shook my head, because I really didn't know. "I am livid. I want to punish her in the worst way ever. But now, I have our whole lives to do whatever I want to her."

"See, this is exactly why I don't want you marrying her. Maril does not need a psychotic husband. She needs someone who can love and cherish her." I scowled at him, before turning around and marching inside the mini hospital.

The same old doctor stood there, patting the bed I had just vacated. With a roll of my eyes, I went over to her and before she could say anything, I removed my robe and quickly laid on the bed face down; Severin was kind enough to turn the other way when I removed my robe. He only turned to face me once my bottom half was covered with the sheet.

"Darle il miglior trattamento. Se succede qualcosa, sei morto," Severin said to the lady, who paled after hearing his words. What in the magical flowers did he say to her? (Give her the best treatment. If anything happens to her, you are dead)