The Rat

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 I was so tired of planning a whole wedding in one day. Yet I could tell by the way Angelo was yelling that we weren’t just about to go to dreamland. He busted in our room and told Vincent to get out. As soon as he came over to me, I could smell the alcohol on him. He grabbed his face and tried to stick his tongue down my throat. I pushed him off of me, I do not do the one sided drunk screw. I mean, if I was drunk also, game on. I’m not. That pissed him off. “What you think you’re too good for me? Is it because I have killed people. Because I snitched on your dad so I can have you? That’s it! I bet you racked your little insolent brain on why! The reason isn’t because you are beautiful or sexy. Because you’re not a cupcake. The reason is because I need to be on the good side of the mob bosses in New York. The fact of who your father is, and that you are a people person, I know that you will make sure no matter who I screw over you can make me look like the good guy.” I just sat there. That is all I could do. My future husband just told me that he ratted out my father. Just so he can screw others over and it all still be okay. Without thinking I punched him in the nose. The crack under my fist felt freeing. Until I see his eyes. They were full of pure anger. I’m so fucked. I tried to run. Didn’t go very well. He grabbed me and forcefully threw me on the bed. He tied me very tightly to the bed. He ripped, literally, my clothes off of me. He got on top of me and punched me in the face until I couldn’t see. He then had his way with me. I passed out half way through from the pure pain of him having his way and hitting me at the same time. When I woke up my eyes were swollen shut, but I could feel that he untied me. I also feel like I have clothes on. I hear voices in the room with me. I think its Vinnie, his mother, Angelo, and someone else I can’t place. “Doctor Can you leave us for just a second?” It was his mother whispering. I hear the doctor leave the room. “How could you ever do this to this girl, what happens when you have children? You are going to beat them until they can’t see also!?” “Mom I was drunk, and she punched me in the nose!” Angelo yelled. I sat up and I could feel their stares on me. So I nicely said “Well at least I know now that my future husband ratted out my father. And I am happy I don’t have to see a rat's face for a nice amount of time.” Everyone gasped. “Did I tell you that last night?” “Yes, you also told me the true reason on why you did it.” “I am so sorry.” “Save the bullshit Angelo. Just tell me when I can see again. I have a wedding to make sure goes to according to plan. You know so I can get married and help you not get killed after you screw people over. That is what you said. Is it not?” “One week.” That is all he has said to that one. I heard some people leave. But I could hear breathing. Who is still in here? “It’s me.” Thank god it’s only Vincent. “Vinnie, I need to get out of here.”

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