Matteo Rodriguez The side eye everyone gave me made me grin harder.As I walk to the elevator, I see some men running to catch up with me, only the elevator door closes immediately they get to it.Look at them trying to stop me.I grip my briefcase harder as I step into twentiethfloor.Breathe in and out Mateo. Keep your shoulders high. You're Mateo Rodriquez.Everyone stood up immediately they saw me walk in, some gripped their guns, while others stepped back in fear. It's understandable though, it's been almost a year I got sent out and declared wanted."Hey guys," I yell, laughing when all of their eyes widen. "It's been a while hasn't it? Is my office still vacant?""Mateo," John said fearfully and I smile at the small man. "You know your stand in the outer world, you know yo-""Oh John John John, how I missed your nagging." i exclaim, pulling him in a bear hug while he froze in my hands.I release him, tapping his back, knowing fully well he felt the guns in my suit's jacket. "
Arianna Romano I do not like this.Mateo doesn't let me lift a finger, do any work or even train and the others were already getting suspicious. Suspicious in the sense that something's wrong because Mateo's being a dickhead about not telling them yet. He wants to tell them when there isn't any enemies or danger lurking around anymore."Mateo please," I plead but he acts like I'm not on planet Earth. "Stop being a baby about this.""No," His voice was cold and I sink further into the bed. "you're not doing it and whatever I say is final.""But-""Arianna drop it," he looks at me sternly but I scoff."I said what I said and that's it."I groan, throwing a pillow at him which he dodges skillfully. He wasn't even looking! I hate how perfect this man gets.He walks to the windows, pulling the heavy curtains like it's nothing, dimming the light in the room leaving only the candlelight reflect in the house.I love candles. They give a sense of peace and quietness and I love that. Mateo did
Matteo Rodriguez Stupid stupid stupid.I pace my room staring at the mess all over the floor. Ihaven't been myself for two days. We all have been restless. Arianna left without a word and it's been two days, well two nights and this is the third day.8:43am.I'm trying hard not to track her but I want her to get the space she needs."Any news?" Redd comes into my room and I see the others standing behind him."You asked that minutes ago, I do not fucking know where she is," I ran my hand through my hair again. "She isn't with her phone and I can't even call her. I dont know where the hell she is, if she's eating right or not.""Mateo should I...""Not yet, we're giving her till noon, if she doesn't come back, you'd track her," I explain while they all listen intensively. "and we all go get her.""Okay then." Vera replies quietly heading out with her head hanging low and I sigh. Everyone was down, I turn my back to everyone with hands on the desk and my head laying limp between my sho
Matteo Rodriguez Few months later.I kneel at the headstone, staring at the name blankly as I trace it with my fingers.I promised myself I'd just come to greet her and go back but seeing her name made memories wash in."Hey," I sit on the floor in front of her headstone."it's been a while."I look up at the sky, I find myself doing a lot of that nowadays. "I know I'm a jerk for not coming to see you all this while but I'm sorry... I couldn't just face you. face what happened." I still can't, but that's what kept me going, made me who I am today.The gentle breeze is so soothing I felt my eyes start to close. I also haven't been getting a lot of sleep these days."You can hate me for all you want but I just want you to know that I love you and I always will and nothing or no one can change that."The cemetery was quiet, only the sound of the man mowing the yard could be heard.Silence again. The silence was starting to wrap around me like a second layer of skin, like the warmth of a
Matteo Rodriguez I smile when I hear the little feet pats on the floor. Keeping the guns I was stacking back into the drawer, I sit at the edge of the table with open arms, ready for him to come crashing into them. "DADAAAAA." He screams when he rounds the corner and sees me, running straight into my open arms and I sweep him off his feet. "Hey buddy," I ruffle his hair and he giggles, big brown hazel eyes look up at me and I melt. Like always. I always do. I love my son's bright innocent eyes, reminds me of my mum's. "Mama?" he asks, tilting his head sideways asking about his mum and I shake my head glancing at my watch. She should be here any minute now but I can't find her anywhere. "Mama's on her way love," I set him on the table and I pull my chair closer to him. "Have you eaten?" He nods, playing with the purple dinosaur in his hands while I watch him. He looks like the mini version of both Arianna and I but I'd like to say he looks more of Arianna than me. He has her
Matteo RodriguezThe honks of cars and the conversations of passerbys and tourists fills and flows through the air as I maneuvere my way through the busy streets of Washington DC.My phone was ringing non-stop in my pants but I make no attempt to even check who it was.It's the same routine everyday. Wake up, exercise or if possible go to the gym, bathe, drive to work then come back to meet Eve at home. The same thing happens over and over again and I think I'm fine with it - no -I know I'm fine with it.But today's just different. I could feel it in my bones and I don't like it. The difference is just that I've been all over the place since morning. Woke up late, couldn't even lift a fucking weight, my car broke down in the middle of nowhere and now I'm having endless calls from people from my workplace I guess.Groaning and glaring at anyone who comes my way, I walk up to the elevator ignoring the stares people gave me as I punch in the number of the floor I'm going to.Stepping int
Arianna RomanoFantastic! He prasied.Twenty heads or more turns to my direction or maybe to glare at my phone immediately the sound left it while I hesitantly pause the Candy crush game to look at the men in the meeting room.Oh fuck! I never knew it'd be that loud.The room grew silent as every one waits patiently for what'd happen. Like anyone would dare scold me."Go on." I order with a bored tone turning off my phone before placing my feet on the table."As I was saying before the childish interruption..Salvatore continues speaking, staring daggers into my head when he saw me wriggle my toes at him.Wait! Did he just call me childish? I'm definitely not going to hear the end of this from Dad when we finally get home."As the vipers and the most deadliest Mafia in the whole of America, we have to be strong! To never let out guard down. To stay strong! To avoid any distraction......" I internally groan. I've been hearingall this since I was a kid that I can recite everything he'
Matteo RodriguezMost people think of murder in the same way that the killing is deliberate and premeditated.Some people say murder is the unlawful killing of another human without justification or valid excuse, especially the unlawful killing of another human with malice forethought.But to me, when I hear of a murder, what immediately comes into my mind is, 'What fueled this person to kill someone?'I do not immediately judge them. I first try to gather more facts and read up on details and try to build a profile for the murderer. I then try to see if they have any psychiatric history, or a traumatic past. It is not my place to judge someone, when every one of us in society are criminals for enforcing a society that pushes people to crimes like murder or even rape because no normal person can act like that.The reason most of us think murder is a bad thing is because we have various values where murder is considered the worst.But there are situations in life where people can get s