Mafia - Mattia Polibio & Dolan Twins.

Chapter 27

   MATTIAS P.O.V.

   i wish i didn't see all of this that was happening around me. My crime caused a lot of chaos. Lea has been into her hotel room for two days, laying down and not getting up. I knew she needed time to start being normal again, but deep down i knew she would never be the same.

   Before the funeral, they took Nanas body to expertise, see the real cause of her death, because after a person dies it's necesarry to check them.

   I had an eye on everything, and the doctors did a research and found the marks of hands on her neck. Those bruises showed my hands but nobody knew about that, so i decided to take care of that. I offered tons of money to the doctors who explored her body to stop investigating and they agreed.

    The funeral was pretty sad. I know i shouldn't be this calm, especially when two days ago i was crying and throwing up, but "ciò che non ti uccide, ti rende più forte" they say (What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger).

    There were a lot of people. I was sitting in my car and watching the funeral from far away. Her friends, relatives they were all there, including Jacob.

    I went through Nanas phone and purse before I'd give it to ale to leave them in nanas house and i found one of my documents that could send me to jail. I had no clue why she needed those, then i decided to talk to that FBI agent that they contacted and he said that he didn't mention any documents. That was when i realised that coglione was a double snitch.

    Now, im sitting in my black mustang which i painted with an advice of Lea, stalking on that fucker jacob.

     He's standing there, over Nanas grave, acting like it wasn't his fault. I know i killed her, but the main reason was him. He made her do the things she shouldn't have done. If she was loyal to Lea she wouldn't agree in the first place. But she was an ungrateful "friend" that was in love with a wrong person. I still blame love, either ways, what would make her do something like this? I still get mad when i remember how she touched me, how she smiled and moaned when i went inside her. She was always nervous around me but i didn't think it was because of being a double faced bitch.

     I started taking my pills again.

    I decided to stop taking them because i thought they made me all robotic but some of them help me to stop being so fucking emotional. Im not a fucking pussy, real men don't get affected by emotions.

    I saw him answer a phone call and get a little away from the crowd. That's it, my time has come.

    I threw the cigarette away, got our of the car, went closer to him, and put a napkin full of inhalant (a substance used to make someone faint) from the back, covering his entire mouth.

     I could send anyone to do this for me, but i knew mentioning jacob would get lea out of her bed.

    He's unconscious now, so i quickly throw him into my trunk and drove to one old garage to leave his body all tied up there.

     LEAS P.O.V.

   After Nanas death, i needed some time to regain my emotional stability. I needed time to realise what has happened to me and time to think about the future.

     Even tho, im surrounded by so many people, I've never been this lonely.

     I knew Nana for almost 10 years. She was always so full of life, and positive. When her parents died, she cried a lot but then she dealt with it. And that's exactly what im going to do.

     I realised she brought  the "humanly me" back, for the first time in a long time, i was excited to see someone and everything she did, made me feel comfortable to be around her.