We met earlier today? I didn't talk to anyone new today except.... oh.
Your hands start to tremble as you realise who you're talking to. He's the guy who almost killed CJ. Your blood begins to boil as you remember his comments to Paolo. I'd better not reply. Maybe I'll just hand this over to Paolo or CJ when I see them. You switch off your phone and prepare to go to bed.
Your mind swirled with new questions. Who was this guy? Were there multiple gangs in London? I mean, obviously, but why were they so close to each other? And why send kids to do their battles? Whatever, you can ask Paolo tomorrow. Go to sleep, Y/N. You close your eyes.
When you open them again, you're back in the docks. You and Paolo are carrying CJ when the voice speaks behind you. Back for more? Paolo urges you to continue forward, like he did that night, and you do. You know we can't let you leave. The voice booms louder as its echo resonates around you. You look at CJ, only to realise he's no longer there. Panicking, you turn around. CJ is at the feet of the man. Fash. You try to see his face, but it's covered in a black shadow.
"Did you really think it would be that easy, girl?" he says as laughter erupts all around you. You feel claustrophobic as the laughs start to get closer, louder. You take a step towards CJ, but your feet stick to the ground beneath you. You scream for help.
"Paolo!" you look at him desperately, but he turns away. The voices around you chant. Join us, Vasquez. Take the throne. You start to cry, begging him to help you. His head slumps for a second, and when it lifts back up to face you, you notice his eyes. They were practically black, with a faint ring of red surrounding the iris. The red ring glowed menacingly.
"I'm sorry, Y/N. CJ has brought us nothing but bad luck. With him gone, we can finally be together." He suddenly pulls out a gun, and without even having to aim, shoots CJ, who was still at Fash's feet.
You let go of a sob, as Fash claps. "Very good, Vasquez!" Paolo walks towards you. You try to back away, but your feet are still stuck. As he gets to you, you fall to the ground, crying. A river of blood had made its way from CJ's body to you.
Paolo kneels next to you, lifting your head up. "We can be together now. I can protect you. Y/N, I will always love you." With this, he kisses you gently.
You continue to cry, shaking your head. "I will never love you, Paolo." you say suddenly, through tears. "Not after what you've done."
Paolo sighs. "I know, Y/N, I know. But if I can't have you, no one can." With that, he places his gun to your stomach, and pulls the trigger.
You wake up, drenched in sweat. Just a nightmare. But even though you know that, you can't help but feel repulsed. You can almost still feel the blood as it rushed towards you, the cold feeling of the gun nozzle against your stomach. You check your phone, 4AM. Feeling disgusted, you get out of bed and go to the bathroom to take another shower. You know there's no blood, but you can't help but want to wash yourself anyway.
After the shower, you slip on some pants and a shirt, and walk to your garden. You lie down on the grass and stare up at the sky, remembering that night with CJ. You hear his words from that night. I should make my own moments. You close your eyes, finally feeling safe enough to fall asleep.
Surprisingly enough, you wake up feeling refreshed, having had no nightmares, or dreams for that matter, for the rest of the night. You walk into the house, surprising your mum who was drinking her morning coffee in the living room.
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_cjma Mafia Story
FanfictionYou never thought the son of the mafia leader would ever take interest in you, but CJ seemed different. Will you be able to survive in his mafia world or will you perish?