Mafia Made Love (BWWM) (18+)

MML: Chapter XXX ~ Part II

Writer's block is a bitch.

Maximiliano's POV
I know Hannah said I shouldn't come back to Italy but I just feel like she's hiding something from me. I don't want her to be hurt and feel like she can't tell me. She could have been in that fire for fucks sake!

I started to shoot her a text to her new phone, since her old one got broken but I was interrupted by Elia.

"What do you want? Don't you know how to fucking knock?" I growled. I won't lie I hate living with my family. I prefer having my own space, but this is my current living arrangement at the moment. It's not like I can't have my own house, I can, but for certain reasons I need to be here unfortunately.

"Don't be pissed at me because YOU left YOUR girlfriend." I squared up on him menacingly and he automatically raised his hands in surrender.

"Dad wants us all." I rolled my eyes and pocketed my phone. I'll just call Hannah later instead I guess.

I followed my brother to the living room where my family were already gathered.

"Stai bene, Max? Sembri arrabbiato." My mother observed.

"I'm fine. I'm just tired."

"Nah, you're just moping over your prostitute girlfriend." This is one of the reasons why I don't want to live with my family. They always judge the stuff that happens in my life. Hannah's nowhere near being a prostitute! She's only ever been with me and I have to admit that I don't like her stripping but apparently certain people in my family can't see past that minuscule aspect of her life.

"Lorenzo! That's a horrible thing to say about your brother's girlfriend!" My mother interjected with a mortified look. As I've said before, I can do no wrong in my mother's eyes.

"Whatever. You go out of your way to fucking kiss Max's ass. If I had brought home the same trash he did, you'd be acting like a bitch." Damn. I almost laid a hand on my chest. Did he really speak to our mother like that?!

My mom's eyes filled with tears and she actually ran out of the room.

"Have you lost your fucking mind?" Oh shit. My father finally spoke up and he spoke with what can only be perceived as pure hatred...and for once it wasn't aimed at me.

"I just said the truth." Lorenzo attempted to be firm but I can tell he's shitting himself.

I donned a big grin as my father silently approached my brother. My brother stood up in defense, which was his second mistake. My father relentlessly beat the SHIT out of him. He had no chance. I remember the first time he beat me like this. Ironically, It was because I lost a fight in school. He broke my nose and fractured my jaw. It's safe to say that I never lost a fight again because I knew what would be waiting at home for me if I did. This is also when my disdain for my father started to truly manifest. He literally put me in the hospital and lied saying it was the guy I lost the fight to?! A grown man put me in the hospital when I was 15 and then lied about it to save face in front of his wife. I love my mom but I think she's very naive. Does she really not know what her husband is doing, like I can't believe she thinks this monster is a kind man!

With a father like mine there's two ways I could end up. One, I could be like him and be an abusive, psychotic father that my kids fear and hate. Or two, I can be a kind, fun and caring dad that my kids would love and admire.

I have to admit that for a long time I decided on being like my own father but that was when I was much younger. I thought the only way to get reparations for what happens to me would be to do it to someone else. As I grew up I decided that that just wasn't me. I don't want to harm something that I created out of 'supposed' love.