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"If you only knew how much those little moment fucking meant", he wanted to scream. "You always drank instead of loving us! What kind of person just leaves their family behind?!"
But instead, Vincenzo bowed his head. No words came out. He wanted to rip his grandfather to shreds, but it seemed the war did that for him.
"I want to make feel the way you made me feel! I know that if I was ever given the chance, I wouldn't be physically able to kill you."
Vincenzo's mind slowly travelled into a darker place. The casket was still on the table. His grandfather resting peacefully before him.
"You destroyed me in ways I cannot describe," Vincenzo wanted to say. "You've ruined my life. Those long nights that I needed you, you weren't fucking there. You were sleeping with a bunch of women. You were drinking. You didn't fucking care."
Vincenzo felt his body shaking. His fists clenched, as did his teeth.
"I tried everything. I tried making you meals, but you wouldn't eat them. I drew you pictures, but you threw them in the trash. I loved you unconditionally, but you beat the shit out of me."
Vincenzo brushed some hair out of his face. He heard footsteps approaching him.
"I dedicated every waking moment to you, but you didn't dedicate any to me. Why did you love Elias and Valentino so fucking much? What did they do that I didn't?"
Vincenzo looked over, seeing Elias now standing beside him.
"What did they do?"
Elias looked at Vincenzo. His older twin's tired eyes burned into him.
"He tried and he tried and he tried and he tried and he tried and he tried and he-"
"Vinny," Elias said, holding out his hand. The voices stopped the second his mouth opened. "I'm tired. Let's go home."
Vincenzo grabbed his brother's hand, following with no hesitation.
"I tried and I tried and I tried and I tried. I'm tired, too."
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