Perceive

The Entire Truth, Or So I Say

I sat in front of a very very angry Adri. In all the years that I'd known I'd never seen him so much as raise his voice much less look like this.
"I can explain, it's a long story, and I have no proof to corroborate but it's the truth. Quite frankly, ever since the case has started I meant to tell you. But it was never the right timing".
"Oh don't give me that, you have no idea how many hoops I had to jump to make sure that none of the evidence traces back to you, because as of right this minute it looks like you've been involved for a long time. The only reason I hadn't come clean yet is because they don't have enough to put you away or take your license but that doesn't mean you aren't a suspect".
" Okay, let's all just try to relax a moment, and hear me out, even then if you don't see sense I'll do whatever you say".
"Okay, go ahead shoot!"
"It all starts in Ohio, I was as usual minding my business avoiding everybody and walking around the school yard. And I heard someone crying, which is when I saw Gia Cianti for the first time. She was face down in the mud with a big boy sitting on her back calling her a faggot. I had some serious anger issues back then. I could barely control myself. I ran towards them and beat that shithead till he was unconscious. That's how I met my best friend. When I was walking her back home, I realised she was the Gia Cianti who lived in the palace next to my house. But why would anyone want to bully such a highly influential family's daughter unless, the one bullying her was related to her. Turned out that the big idiot sitting on her neck was her elder brother, who like every Cianti boy was a sexist. An overcompensating sexist. The only reason he was beating her up was because she cracked a joke about boys having germs and so she would be with girls forever. Asshole.
I dropped her home, and went to mine. By the end of that day I had the taste of messing with a Cianti boy for the first time. Not only had my evening jog been interrupted by a car almost slamming into my father, I had multiple bruises because Alexander Cianti the moron in question had found me alone".
" WAIT. Alexander Cianti, isn't he the CEO of the Cianti Enterprise right now, in Texas?"
" Yes, the one and only".
"Okay go on,..."
"Yeah where was I?....Oh yeah, so by the end of that first day I knew, helping Gia, was going to end up in a mess, and back then I was probably six top six and a half. It wasn't until two weeks after that the real trouble began. Alex told Gia that he thought he liked me. To which my clear answer was, come anywhere close and I'll hit you with my ball. I don't think that that went down very well in his brain. Over the next three weeks I got exposed to every sort of beating. I would go home with bruises and major wounds including bone fractures which is also when I experienced first hand why that family would never be caught. They were very careful to hide my bruises as quickly as possible. And only to break my bones to the extent that I was in inmeasurable pain but never so much that I couldn't move around. Of course they'd give me time to rejuvenate, but as soon as I started looking better a fresh round of misery would be in que. They had understood early on, that Alex hitting me alone would be deadly for Alex, so they had men who had men who would leave no stone unturned to make sure that I was compliant which quite honestly I wasn't. That family went through so many men, just for a little old me, that one fine day, George Cianti, Alex's dad and the top dog then, decided to finish me up completely. It wasn't until Gia begged him to let me go, that she would willingly sit for the special meet ups that her dad organised, that she would undergo the same desensitization all their children went through willingly from a very young age, that he let me go. But since the old man had seen me fight on no training and pure instinct, he decided that the only condition by which I would be free and my family would be safe would be to attend the desensitization, and ofcourse in given course, marry the obnoxious Alex.
Even at 6 years I knew that I would have to protect my dad mom and my unborn brother. And thus it started. My training to be an assassin, not that I ever fulfilled my training or slept with Alex on any occasion.
Alex was obsessed with me. He would sedate me when I was not paying attention, and then try to get some. This got worse and worse after I hit 12 and got my periods. The best part was that inspite of having a family full of witnesses I could never take this home or to court. Because whatever would happen, would happen only to me. I wouldn't so much as let them look at my house, much less touch anyone from there. Soon, I realised not only were they training me to be their key assassin and drug peddler, they expect me to trade women and children and myself if necessary and since Gia was the only girl to have been born to that family in almost 30 years, her role and mine, would be the same. The same went for their wives and sisters too. Most of them were brainwashed morons who thought it was all for love and a bigger purpose for the Ciantis to one day rule the whole of the West. But me and Gia were the odd bunch. We used our freshly acquired non-licensed skills to bust out of their training warehouses and fudged a besties trip to Mexico, where we hatched a plan. A plan that would at least get us as far away as possible from the Ciantis.
This plan would take another 2 years to come to fruition, and yet we kept going on.
Our plan was to be plain and simple. We had seen enough of those crime dramas to know how the justice system fairly worked. We intended to only have enough on us to blackmail our freedom from them. They had a clean as a whistle sheet with the cops. That's how they wanted to keep it permanently. They had enough and more lackeys who had more lackeys to do the dirty work. Since the network leading to the top was so intricate and anonymous, it was almost impossible to catch them in the act. Thus, the two years of meticulous observations and evidence collection. We had to catch a small something, a drug deal or even a stupid weed trade and we'd have them by the throat.
I remember the day our plans came to fruition, 14th January, 2012. I can't forget that day even if I tried. We were as usual spying on the main conference room, after our daily brainwash meeting.
After putting a sufficient amount of bugs in the room, we had a clear visual and audio of the room. Once the deal was made and sealed we stopped the recording. We were so elated. Our elation was short lived. Alex was standing by the door the entire time. I was a better trained assassin than all of those idiots combined, so I never took anyone seriously. But the look on Alex's face that day told me we'd pushed him too far. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to his bedroom to and I quote " show me my place".
The rage that followed after was black. Absolutely black. I over powered him in a matter of minutes. I locked my knees behind his back and flipped him over till he was struggling under me. Little had I realised, that he had an accomplice, one of his lackeys behind me. That unnamed and presently very dead lackey, dragged a knife across my cheek and right down to my carotid but before he could complete the cut I elbowed him, and that made the knife go straight into his heart, and thus, I had made my first kill.
Horrified at what I had done, I lost focus on the maggot underneath me. He flipped me back over, in an attempt to do what he'd always wanted to. To finish what he'd started. But I would be damned if I'd so much as let him have a peek at my body without my consent. I jammed my head into his nose. Once I was satisfied that it was broken, I broke his pelvic bone and my knee, by jamming my knee up there repeatedly. But my rage didn't fade away. I got on top of him and proceeded to break his face into more pieces than anyone could count. All my rage, at the fact that my family was under constant threat, that I'd had to waste my time with their innane garbage while I could have been spending my childhood like a child, my insensitivity towards any kind of painful sight, regret regarding the fateful day I'd saved a girl from being pushed into the ground....everything just came out in that one colossal attack. I proceeded to strangulate him. I could feel his pulse dropping, his breathing slow down and my monster rise to it's peak, rejoicing at the fact that Alex Cianti, the ruiner of my childhood, would finally be dead, which is when Gia burst into the room battered and crying, unfortunately, in my savageness I completely forgot her,and they did succeed to do what they wanted to do to me. It was only the sight of my best friend,my only friend, being so battered, that I could come back to Earth and see sense, I could see that I had caused some major damage and any more would land me in jail. I could've made it my life's mission then and there, to destroy them all ,to accidentally set their house on fire, but none of that happened. It was that day that Gia decided to go on the run, faking her own death by suicide, and I decided I would move away, as far as I could without raising suspicion and stay low if we both managed to survive.
In the course of the next two years I had managed to finish my schooling and get into pre med courses. It's where I learnt that even after everything I had done, there was redemption for me. If I could help even one person with their life, I would consider forgiving myself.