Breaking The Mafia Rules [Complete]

Chapter 2

Rule:
FAMILY DON'T END IN BLOOD

Scarlett Forke's POV

Let me be honest with you. Yung tipong honest talaga walang halong gagahan.

Yes, I am a traitor. I'm a betrayer, a double-crosser, a backstabber, a snake, and you're free to call me whatever you want.

Basta hindi ako na ngangaliwa ha. Alam mo yun, kaya kong pumailalim, manalikod at magharap-harapan, kumanan pero hindi mangaliwa. Hindi ko gawain yun kasi nga honest ako ngayon. Hahahahaha!!

But I've only become this 'cause I no longer wish to stay in this life.

As you can see, I was made for this specific kind of living so I know it to myself that there's no way I can escape.

There's no way I can quit.

There's no such thing as restart or try again.

I'm trapped and there's no breaking through.

But!!!!! MWUHAHAHAHAHAA!!! (<--- evil laugh yan, pagbigyan na. Hahaha!)

I can run away.

That's all I can do.

I can run but never far enough.

I've realized that from the night I've visited my very own enemy.

Mr. Maclntosh.

From what I know we're both in the same kind of world, the same kind of life, same age but we're not on the same page. He and I are both in a different kind of time.

He wants an extension and I want mine to be shortened.

Matagal ko nang gustong paigsiin 'to para ipaalala sa mga tao na madali lang tabasin ang mga masasamang damo. Kaso sadyang hindi nga ata nila ikaw tatanggalin kung sa ibang hayop may pakinabang ka pa.

Pero ibahin niyo ako.

Ako yung klase ng masamang damo na pumipili ng tao at ng oras kung kaylan ako pwedeng alisin sa ibabaw ng lupa na ginagalawan ko.

And that will only happen, pag nagawa ko na ang kaisa-isang rason kung bakit humaba ang pilit na pinapaigsi kong buhay.

*****FLASHBACK*****
—10 YEARS AGO—

"MOM!!! Please don't!! Mmmoomm!!"

I heard a young boy screams at the top of his lungs.

My ears rang louder as I slowly opened my eyes. I've felt the boy's pain through my whole body as he continues to cry in agony.

My body's feeling weak and every part of it aches when I tried to move a single finger. Everything hurts as if there's a big open fresh wound throughout my whole body that is very delicate and sensitive for touch.

"MMOOOMMM!!!!"

I've tried to breathe, focusing my gaze at the scene in front of me.

There, a young boy desperately crying, trying to beg to bring back what was gone.

Laying in his front is the lifeless body of his beloved mother. Soaking in her own pool of blood, heartbeat starting to slow.

I forcefully get up, both of my hands weakly supporting half of my small body.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, pl-please be alive. Be alive. Just be alive~"

My whispers almost faded as I tried to crawl next to her. Warm tears starting to fall down against my skin like the rain outside.