The only sound that could be heard was the subtle ticking of the clock on the wall directly behind me signifying the time that passed where neither one of us had spoken. My mouth constantly kept opening and then closing, my brain unable to form a functioning sentence. I shuffled backward my grip tighten on the towel, I stumbled over my own feet as I tried to take a seat on the bed. Sam walked towards me but I raised my hand instructing him to stop leaving distance between us both. I wiped my hand down my face in confusion and shock at the news I just heard.
"I don't understand why." my hands were moving in a different direction in hope that it helped convey my emotions and help to make any form of understanding of the situation. Ignoring the fact that I wanted space Sam closed the space between us and clamped his hands over mine and taking up a seat next to me.
"Your dad asked me and I can't exactly say no to him. " He pressed his lips against my forehead and leaving them to linger for longer than what he normally did. "I also was hoping he would ask, I'm 20 now it's my time, just like my brothers did and like my father did when your grandfather was in charge," Sam mumbled against my forehead in hope that I would just ignore the fact that he decided to put his life at risk.
I pushed his body away from mine, anger coursing through my veins. "You wanted to join this fucked up family. All we do is kill, lie and manipulate each other and all of that is fueled by the hatred of the Derano family do you know how many funerals I have attended before my 16th birthday. One of them including my mother. Sam I don't want to add your name to that list because your family name is including in a stupid family legacy."
I watched as Sam back away from me, the hurt on his face clear, I knew that his family being part of my family's war was a big part of who he was, but I never understood why we were fighting someone else's war. He stood up from the bed walking further away from me, he let out an exhausted sigh as he picked up on of my chair cushions and launched it across the room, knocking a picture frame on the floor shattering the glass.
"You talk so ill of your family, but we would do anything to protect you. You would never get hurt. Your father cares about you. This is our war as much as it was your two times great grandfathers. This feud belongs to you as much as it belongs to me and our fathers. I will fight just like every other man out there with a gun strapped to his hip."
A harsh laugh escaped my mouth, a twisted smile on my lips, I clicked my tongue in annoyance.
"You sound like the rest of them. I didn't know my great great grandfather, I barely knew my grandfather and well my father, well he got my mother killed because of this stupid war. If I wasn't born into this world, if I wasn't raised to hate a family that I don't even know, I would want nothing to do with them. I would happily walk away if I knew that I wouldn't get shot. Just because I am the next Marino leader does not mean I'm safe. My own family will still fucking kill me.""How can you say that Lola, everyone here loves you. I am glad I sound like the rest of them because I am, I was oathed in yesterday morning. " Sam walked towards me now and brushed a stray piece of hair behind my ear in a weak attempt to defuse the situation and in almost hope that I wouldn't react to the fact he might as well have just signed his life away to the devil. The devil in this situation just happened to be my father.
"Get out." I choked as I tried to fight back the tears starting to form in my eyes. I looked up at him with clouded vision seeing the confused look on his face and watched as he dropped his hands from my face. He stood rooted on the spot opening his mouth ready to speak.
"I said get out Sam." This time he left, he tried to kiss me but I flinched back avoiding any contact with his skin, I held back the tears as I watched his retreating figure, but the flood gates broke as the door closed leaving me alone with my thoughts of losing Sam.
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Fire and Silk (gang/love themed story)
Любовные романыBoth from different sides of the tracks. One Rich. One Poor Both born to hate each other Both fighting someone else's war fighting with the people they call family. But are they willing to risk it all to create their own messed up version of Romeo a...