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History Has It's Eyes

History Has It's Eyes

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"Then why can't you just be happy for me?! Happy that I've moved on. Happy that I'm happy." I ranted, ignoring everyone's eyes glued onto us. "For once in your life will you think about someone other than yourself? Will you drop the tough guy act and actually appreciate someone else's happiness? Just once?" "I have always put your happiness over mine." he stated slowly as if he was trying to contain his anger. "Then why won't you just accept this one thing? What is so wrong with us!?" I fumed, shivering as the night air got colder. "Because-" "Because what?!" "He took you away from me!" he blurted out. ******** You know those stories that you read about being trapped in the Camorra Mafia because you're daddy's princess? About finding a way out of the mess with the happy ending? Those are just stories. Bedtime tales your badante tells you after having a nightmare about daddy locking your older brother away for a reason you'll be shunned for if you ask. A story they tell you after you try to get the thought of your mother, who disappeared after the Stidda Mafia invaded your headquarters. A story they tell you after you have to flee the country, move to Oregon, and start a whole new life with a whole different family as you watch everything around you unravel as if it were a cheap sweater from your grande-grande nonna. The thing they never tell you is how the hell you're supposed to handle it when everything from those storybooks come to life and you're stuck right in the crossfire. Literally. ******** "Well, well, well," he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. My teeth bit harder on the fabric between them, blinking back the tears as I looked at my best friends body that laid unmoving beside me. I tried to speak. I tried to force the words out of my throat and through the fabric, twisting my hands in the chains that shackled my wrists to the floor. But I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. He smiled menacingly at me, "We're going to have fun."
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In his last life he gave it all to his little brother who was kidnapped at the age of five , recused at the age of sixteen. Extra care - Brother needed it. Parent's support - How could he even ask for it when his brother missed it for eleven years. Brother owed it. Arranged marriage with his best friend - He never wanted it in the first place. They are like bros! So, when his brother showed interest in his best friend , he encouraged it. All he wanted was a happy and complete family. But he never realised that all his efforts to give his brother a family , would separate him from his family. "Your brother is sick ! We can't attend your graduation." - Mother "Just come back after taking the certificate. I think it's serious." - Best friend. .... "Bro , we already left for the trip. Why were you so late ?"- Best friend. "Why didn't you pick up your calls ? Your brother was worried to death. He almost had a panic attack. We started the journey to distract him."- mother. ..... "Your brother is new to the family. How would he know you are allergic to eggs?" - Mother. "Just go to the hospital. Don't ruin his birthday." - Father. "Bro , why did you even eat that cake ? I can't leave the party to accompany you now." - Best friend. ...... He had enough. He loves his brother too but his love shouldn't be one sided "Do you all even care about me ?I am dying here. My allergy is severe. I can die." He shouts with a hoarse voice. "Nobody dies from egg allergy. Don't exaggerate." "You all are my family. You all know how serious it is. My limbs are getting numb." "We are sending the driver." "Is dd's birthday more important than my life ?" That was the last question he asked before his senses went shady. "How can you be jealous of your own brother." That's what he heard for the last time before everything went black. He chuckles in his fate. What a joke his life has become ! Wish he could get another chance , another chance to live once again !

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