Forever

Chapter 6

(Xavier)

Just sitting here, looking at her, I thought what happened to us, what had I done for her to leave me. I can still remember the day the 'detective' called me and said we 'found her', it was one of the happiest days of my life, after 3 years of not seeing her beautiful face, her smiles, laughter and jokes. I just missed her so much, that I thought when I ever found her again I would never let her get away again, but when I found out I have a son with her I knew I 'will' never ever let them go. Not again. They were my only family left after my sister, but nobody knows about her, otherwise all my enemies would target her, nobody knew about bella also so it was my job to protect all of them. I had always thought my sister had been killed but then a message popped up on my phone saying 'if I ever want to see her again I would have to do something to someone'. So of course I did it, it was for my sister the only family I had at the time, I was sent to go an kill the boss of the mafia, the people who sent me for the job knew I was a great fighter, since my high school days I was a professional street fighter so they sent me. Once I killed the mafia the title of course came with it. Thus I becoming the 'boss' of the underworld. The 'senders'(people who sent him) became angry because they wanted the title. I then started to form a plan on how to get my sister back. After a few weeks the plan was set in motion, I got my sister out safely, but when I was about to escape as well, when the one 'guy' I hated the most appeared from out the dark corner.

*flashback*

"Well done son", my father said while clapping his hands, walking towards me. To say I was shocked would be an understatement, "what are you doing here, you piece of shit, I thought you would've been killed in prison by now", I said while he just laughed, "well if you have money you have everything at your feet", he said with a smirk on his face, how I wanted to bash his face in, in for all the things he put me through, all the things he wanted to do to my sister, I took all of his beatings for my sister, so she would never get hurt, she was only 8 at the time, so of course me been the eldest and the only form of protection for her, I put up with everything. He would beat me black and blue, close to death only for him to stop, till I recovered then at it again, he would throw me into a dark room, leave me there for days on end with no food or water, I can still remember how cold it was in there. He would spontaneously come in on random nights and pull me out, only for him to start cutting me everywhere. Blood spilling everywhere, I couldn't tell anyone about what was happening because he would just hurt my sister then. My 'father' was a messed up psychopath. He 'killed' our mother in front of me, hanging her on a rope from the ceiling, stabbing her multiple times in the same spot. That's why I did what I did, stared fighting on the streets to get stronger, to hope someday to get away from him, to save my sister and myself, to have a normal life. That's when I saw 'his' face, I couldn't control all the anger I had in me, I ran up towards him and started to beat the crap out of him, stabbing him also. Once I was satisfied with how he looked, he sent me a smirk and said, "you'll never be happy", I lost it, I took out my gun and shot him in the head.