The Mafiuso (Book One)

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"Fourteenth Years Ago"

'Him'

'Every darkness can be frightful, The night when moon and stars were afraid of showing off their soft glow and reluctantly hid behind the smooth blanket of clouds.'

Away from the darkness

Away from reality

But my life wasn't born to be secured or being afraid when thunder was roaring and threatening dangerously I wasn't allowed to hide back in my house with my mother when she embraces me to her and sing a lullaby and protect me from the darkness.

And monsters.

It was my fourteenth birthday eve when I supposed to receive numerous gifts just like every other child.

I was happy and delighted, desperately waiting to cut my favorite cake which is obviously like my past birthdays only baked by my own mother.

she was everything to me.

"My Best friend"

"My Mentor"

"And my life"

At the age of fourteenth, I was still the mama's boy,  I slept with her when she read bedtime tales for me, I was a nerd that gets bullied by every student of my high school.

You know why?

"Like I said before"

"Because I was a mama's boy"

"And that was my mistake"

"My biggest mistake"

And just like everyone my Dad loathed my closeness to my mother, it irritated him to death.

He wanted me to grow up as him, dangerous and all mighty, he was ruthless, cold hearted, and feared by all, he was a monster. And a Boss of the mafia.

And his main propaganda was that I will become like him.

Killer

Murderer

Heartless

His biggest aim was that I took over his bad business and adopt his "good deeds"

But before everything gets even started he wanted one thing from me which I gladly gave him.

"My mother's life"

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'Her'

'I ran'

Whilst Clutching my doll closed to my chest.

'To my heart'

It was heavy pouring, black scenery of darkness welcoming me wherever my short strides led me.

I was soaked, broken and retarded my bare feets aching painfully blood trail their ways behind me.

My clothes were ripped and my body was terribly whipped. Wet layers of tears flowing selflessly through my eyes, my throat was dry from the unwanted gulps I did from the fear.

I was running like my whole existence were depends on it, I couldn't stop or take a full breath, I need oxygen, my lungs begging and screaming me to get some but I didn't want to be get caught.

Caught by the minions of my stepfather.

He was a sinister and a beast in the attire of human and he wanted me to fulfill his desire.