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I wonder if Abuelita in all her wisdom saw any of this happening to me.
I’ll never know. My little box and everything I owned was left in Chicago. When I was taken we left for Italy two days after. I never saw my family again and I can only imagine what must have happened to Gabe.
A man like that would have forgotten me.
Ten years have passed. There’s no way he would remember me.
Father Rosario pushes my legs wider and in that second we hear a loud bang come from downstairs. It’s a gunshot. I’ve heard enough of those in this house to recognize the sound.
The noise… that noise, the sound reminds me of the day so long ago when everything changed.
Another gunshot sounds and Father Rosario straightens.
Who has Antonio killed now?
I pray it’s not Benita’s children. There were two shots fired.
Footsteps sound on the stairs and the door bursts open.
Who I see coming through instantly makes my soul shriek away with fear.
Tobias Antonella.
That’s what his name is. The only other people who are as fearsome as the De Luccas are the Antonellas. This guy here is a sick fuck who paid Antonio two million dollars to sleep with me repeatedly over the span of a month. Like some sort of all-access monthly pass.
“Father Rossario.” Tobias smiles and booms in a hearty voice. “I expected you to be at home prepping for this week’s sermon or at the very least in a confessional.”
“What do you want?” Father Rossario spits back.
I shuffle back on the bed and look at the two men.
Father Rossario is butt naked and hasn’t even thought to cover himself.
Tobias has long blond hair that stops at his shoulders. He looks normal and has the disguise of innocent eyes to fool you. He wears a long black leather jacket and looks like something out of a video game.
He sighs and looks from me to Father Rossario. I keep looking to the door expecting Antonio to come rushing up the stairs. I don’t know what is going on but it feels very ominous to me.
“You know I’m a motherfucker, an absolute sick fuck. People call me psychotic. They’re right to because I like torture. I also like eating my victims on occasion.” Tobias laughs and glances at me licking his lips.
My breath stills as our eyes lock. I can’t believe I’ve had that man inside me. I can’t believe he actually touched me. A demon like him.
Fear grips my insides, holding me in place. I can’t bear to look at him. My time with him was awful and vile. It all feels like rape to me, being raped over and over again and I just want to die. With him though I wished I never existed.
I say nothing as he continues to stare at me. I say nothing.
He smiles and looks over to Father Rossario. “Sorry padre it’s the end of the line for you. End of the fucking line. Should have stuck to your prayers and been the man of God you were supposed to be.”
Before Father Rossario can answer Tobias fires one shot to his head and another to his neck. Blood is everywhere.
My lips part to scream but nothing comes out, nothing comes out at all.
I’m ready for death when Tobias looks at me. I am. It’s been a long time coming. A very long time coming.
I flinch when he comes on the bed and moves up to me.
“Present for you downstairsbellezza. You can thank me later, best to keep this one between us shhhh.” He presses his finger to his lips and smiles a twisted smile that makes my body flush.
Flush, not with heat, but cold. Arctic cold fear is what comes over me, that and the smell. The scent of him, it smells like death.
