Part 1: 6 feet underground

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Val's P.O.V.


Life is good after Padre was taken care of; Dante and I have gotten closer. But Padre's face still haunts me—him lying on that floor with a smirk on his face. He laughed at me without anyone noticing. I secretly made him a grave 6ft underground to mimic a grave in the woods to honour him; after all, he is my papa. I love him and will forever love him. I go there every now and then, to apologise for everything. Sometimes to even get things off my chest.

I placed my plate in the dishwasher and helped with the dishes after dinner, which I helped Elenor make. I walked straight to the gym, minding my own business, everybody treating me as if I'm wrapped up in bubble wrap. The gym has been my sanctuary for the past few months; it allows me to come here to let out anger to even the sadness that I've been feeling for all these months. I have gotten a lot stronger than I was. I can kill someone with my thighs; that's how strong I've become. I think I now intimidate Dante. I was currently working out and punching the bag.

"That's the 8th bag this week, Val", Cenia laughs, walking up to me and pointing to the punching bag that is now spilling out sand.

"I know, but I have a lot of emotions to let out, and it's not as if I can let it out on a human" I laugh, unwrapping my hands and getting a new bag ready.

"Well, that can be changed" She smirks, and I know exactly what she was up to.

"Let's go", she smiles. I take my hand wraps and bin them while following Cenia out the door. We are in her room, looking for the box under her bed. After 5 minutes, she brings out the box I haven't seen in a few years.

"Go, put it on" she smiles, and I nod and take the box. After 10 minutes of getting ready, I come out in my Tight black shorts with my signature symbol on them. A rose wrapped around a sword on them and a black sports bra. The finishing touches were a black masquerade mask and my coat with my signature symbol. I smiled, and I sat down so she could plait my hair.

"You know, we haven't had a sisters night in ages" she smiles, and I smile too, I miss my sister, yet she's so close to me.

"I agree; how about tonight when we are back, we take one of Dante's cars and go a drive. Like old times" I smile, and she grins.

"Agreed". Cenia and I used to go on midnight drives when we were younger with Madre to get out of our heads. But since she disappeared and we haven't done it since. Once she finished plaiting my hair, we ran down the stairs, and I jumped into the car with Cenia, and we drove off to the underground.

Upon arriving, everyone knew exactly who we were, Exactly who I was. We both walked in, heads held high. "Fight for Rosa", I smirk, and the guy laughs, Dimitri hasn't seen me in ages, but he never misses a face. No matter how much make-up I wear.

"Valentina, I haven't seen you here in what.. 2 years?" Dimitri laughs, and I join in

"Yes, Dimitri, 2 years" I smile.

"How you keeping Valencia?" he asks

"I'm good" she smiles

"Now, we have one of the best fighters to fight you tonight; knock him out. He is worth the money," he winks, and I nod, kissing him on the cheek.

"Gracias", I wink, and he flashes back.

"Val, Careful Dante wouldn't want you winking at anyone other than him", Cenia sneers. She was right, but then again, Dimitri is an old friend.

"It was only a kiss on the cheek, Cenia. He is practically a cousin," I say, and she snorts.

"What do we fuck our cousins now?" she sneers.

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