A video
Adrian Russo POV
"Sir?" A timid knock along with a scared voice brought me out of my thoughts and plans. I just nodded before realizing that the door is locked and he couldn't see me.
"Come in" I ordered him. My face is blank and emotionless as a young boy shakingly opened the door and tumbled in, almost face planting himself on the floor. Before he straightened himself as he finally, very hesitatingly, timidly looked at me before again turning away. And this time I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes at him.
"What do you want?" I asked him not to scare him any more than he already was to extract the information I needed. He was pale as the words tumbled out stutteringly that I couldn't even understand one word he was talking about. I once again rolled my eyes at him. "Say clearly," I uttered to him.
He cleared his throat as something akin to a blush raise
Carrying the plan"What do you mean, giving an entrance to the hacking department of my mafia?" He asked. His voice is soft but with authority, unlike the people who growl like dogs or wolves he doesn't shout. But his voice is so deep and husky that it would immediately be noticed among a very large crowd too. Even though they are shouting, they don't have the authority and power that he has just in his voice. And somehow even though he is speaking soft and welcoming, I could hear the voice of power in his question. But, I am powerful too.I smiled sickly sweet at him before muttering "A deal is a deal and you couldn't back out now. I didn't tell you that you could ask me why. Now, did I? I just told you once I give this video to you, you have to do something that I would ask for. I could only promise that it is nothing to harm you and your mafia. In fact, it will do something good to your mafia too." I told him. Though I don't think he is t
Truth"WHAT?" He roared. His eyes narrowed in anger, his face livid. But I know one thing that the anger is not on me. I have so many memories to know how someone who is angry at me looks like or treats me like. So many experiences and this made me certain that he is not angry with me. His eyes showed disbelief like he didn't know it was possible. And he certainly thinks it is. He is in denial. He wants revenge for doing something like that. For one moment I thought he would doubt me. I really thought about that. But one thing is I have proof.However, seeing him like this anger brought back many memories that I suppressed. Thoughts and memories ran once again in my brain. My mask crumbled giving the first hints of pain, sadness, and fear. But to my luck or unlucky I don't know but he didn't seem to notice that. My oxygen was cut off and I inhaled hurriedly. My chest moving up and down in an erratic way. And I heard a punch to the wall as I moved aw
His past"Yes. I know everything." I said to him.He stayed silent for a very long time as we walked, our footsteps echoing in this silent, tensed atmosphere. We turned numerous corridors that I would have forgotten the paths if it weren't for my memory and observation. Though, I'm very sure I am on verge of giving up everything to know what is going in his mind.Was he angry that I knew about him? Was he thinking about who told him? Or was he thinking about how I have known about him? Was he feeling sad, reminiscing the memories? I hope not. In a twisted way of my mind I don't want him to feel sad. Especially by me.And it is irrational thinking. Why would I think like that? Maybe I have some illness. I have to check my brain if I come out alive. I have to think of an easier way to escape instead of thinking about what he was thinking."And you feel it okay to accept
An injuryThird Person POV"We have to do something to get her back! We don't know where she is! We don't fucking know if she was alive or not! We are the ones who fucked up everything. Not even you, I am the one who fucked up everything and I'm really sorry and I should say that to her. We have to find her. I don't know how we managed without her for those many years, but I couldn't stay like that for another minute. I will search every corner of the world to find her. I'm really sorry for fucking it up for every one. I'm sorry." Sebastian muttered, his voice clearly audible in the silent room where the siblings sat trying to think of a place where their sister would be there.Regret and guilt are enough to kill people sometimes and they make you go crazy."We know that. It doesn't matter any more Sebastian. We already forgave you. Because even if we want to blame someone for this amount of guilt, s
Getting shotRuby's POV"So, this is the hacking room?" I asked Adrian. It least brought him back to earth from his thoughts even though he didn't answer the question."Hello, back to earth. This is the hacking room?" I asked once again as I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes to bring him back before pointing in that direction where the glittering, bold letters were written as 'Hacking room' in an elegant way."Yes," he answered. "This is the hacking room. So many members work here. And you still haven't told me why you have asked me to bring you to the hacking room." He asked me.I ignored him. I devised a plan which I really pray to God, that it did work. Though, I am foolish to think praying to God would have helped in my situation as I always love to keep myself in danger and danger always loves to follow me. That type of love sometimes and many much more times exceeds G
Hello"She will be okay. She lost so much blood and possibly will be awake in forty two hours." A male voice resounded."Forty two hours?" An angry male voice which sounded very familiar almost like Ethans resounded.We're they with me? I think I'm in hell then. They were illusions maybe."Yes. Forty two hours. She lost a lot of blood along with a head injury and she got shot in the arm and stomach. You should be thankful that she is not dead. We did our best." A male voice responded again. It was calm, unlike Ethans.However, this conversation didn't seem to start nor end here as the shouts of panic rose. There were a few curse words exchanged by the voices that sounded too familiar. Like my siblings. God, I hope they are not here.And that was my last thought before darkness clouded me again.*the next day*"W
Pain levels"Hello to you too. Nice to see you after so much time." I told them.My brothers didn't think of responding but Olivia started crying."I-i am so sorry ruby. I'm sorry." She started."Please don't give her any emotional trauma currently. She needs rest. She has a concussion and if I am right she is in deep pain. Am I right?" One of the doctors intervened."Yes. But it is light. I think it's like that because I had a lot of experience with pain and I think. Well, you know." I confessed."Is she okay, doctor? Is it normal to feel like that?" Mason asked"That depends on how much experience one has had with pain. Your brain will take as much pain as you can bear and then it will switch off all higher functions. I know of no one who has ever died from too much pain, in and of itself. There are drugs which have been used by interro
Apologies "Okay" I'm foolish. I turned to iris, pleading with her with my eyes and confirming what I said was true. I know she wouldn't want to believe because truthfully I don't want to believe what I just said also. Mason said 'please' and I was back to being the dog that I used to be. But other than that I know I needed to do it. It is not for just me. If I'm living, I have to start again. I am done being played at, and always drowning in guilt. I want a fresh start and thinking about everything that is happening and coming to a closure is a better start for starting my life again. A new beginning. I promised Elijah. "Please, iris. I have to do this." I told her. She faltered. Maybe because she saw the determination on my face. Or the burning sadness for my past. I'm done with crying and sadness and maybe she understood that. What I learned abo
Back to New York "YOU ARE COMING WITH US?" I shouted like a mad woman at Adrian and that caught the attention of all my brothers who were already inside the plane and doing something fun. At least that's what they thought. "Yes. Isn't it already obvious?" My dearest best friend replied back to me before stone, an emotionless man could even open his mouth. "I don't think someone shot you near your eyes and anyway, come on. It's already late." She continued.This girl. If only I could kick her right now. Somehow to my utter nonsurprise, my brothers agreed with statement of reasoning instead of her. And they really didn't appreciate the obvious joke meant on my injuries. And I didn't give much of an interest to it as my attention was captured by the man who stood near the steps waiting to go in if not for the sarcastic words exchanged between my younger elder brothers who were not mature enough and Iris who acts like she is mature. And I just ignored the words as they only make me laug
One weekThe worst week of my life. Literal worst.Being in a hospital is different. But being in a hospital for one week along with iris, my brothers, and sometimes even Adrian is like hell. Whenever Adrain could talk to me, my brothers would interrupt and talk about something else. But in a way, it was fun too. Every time they interrupted him there would be a look on his face that made me burst out laughing. And I did once until everyone, even the nurse who was changing bandages, looked at me like I got a disorder in my brain or something like that. But he still stayed. Most of the time, he used to work on his computer. And every time I see him work, I would be worried about his health. And then I would ask iris to get my computer, so I could work too- with my left arm, only to get glares around me. Somehow, when I was gone, Mason said to them where and what I worked. At first, Ethan was surprised and shocked but then he was eager to visit my company. Especially the cars one. And I
Normalcy The next I woke up from my sleep, the room filled with sunlight. All the others were already up and eating their breakfasts with ease. Even Iris was eating and talking with Olivia. They seem connected like friends. Friendship at first sight. I groaned as I woke up. I couldn't move a muscle as everything was in pain. And then I noticed Adrian. He was seated on the sofa working on something on his computer. No one noticed me at first. Mason was also eating his breakfast, thinking about something. He was really deep, like deep deep in thoughts. And I know it because I know he and Adrian would be the first ones to notice I'm awake and Adrian is working, so his concentration must be there and mason was deep in his thoughts. Our talk in the early morning must have worked out. I am gonna give them another chance. This seems so unreal to me. Looking at all of them peacefully eating. All my loved ones were here except George and Melanie. This seemed like a dream except for the pain
Another chance They were still there when I woke up. The sky was still dark and I adjusted myself to see the time. It was 3:00 a.m. If not the nightmares, then another thing, but I always wake up at this time. What has my life come to? Definitely not good. Iris was sleeping on the sofa. This hospital is looking more like a private room. It is not the same one that I woke up from. This bed is comfortable and there is a seven seater sofa and a single sofa on both of sides, wooden chairs, table, T.V and another small bed which Olivia slept on. Mason was beside my bed, sleeping on the chair which looked uncomfortable. Sebastian is near my legs, he is also sleeping on the chair. There is a water bottle on my right side on the stand. My stomach hurts like hell and the headache is also coming back. I tried to reach my hand in order to take the bottle but instead ended up wincing in pain. A note to my brain, a bullet wound hurts like hell.
Apologies "Okay" I'm foolish. I turned to iris, pleading with her with my eyes and confirming what I said was true. I know she wouldn't want to believe because truthfully I don't want to believe what I just said also. Mason said 'please' and I was back to being the dog that I used to be. But other than that I know I needed to do it. It is not for just me. If I'm living, I have to start again. I am done being played at, and always drowning in guilt. I want a fresh start and thinking about everything that is happening and coming to a closure is a better start for starting my life again. A new beginning. I promised Elijah. "Please, iris. I have to do this." I told her. She faltered. Maybe because she saw the determination on my face. Or the burning sadness for my past. I'm done with crying and sadness and maybe she understood that. What I learned abo
Pain levels"Hello to you too. Nice to see you after so much time." I told them.My brothers didn't think of responding but Olivia started crying."I-i am so sorry ruby. I'm sorry." She started."Please don't give her any emotional trauma currently. She needs rest. She has a concussion and if I am right she is in deep pain. Am I right?" One of the doctors intervened."Yes. But it is light. I think it's like that because I had a lot of experience with pain and I think. Well, you know." I confessed."Is she okay, doctor? Is it normal to feel like that?" Mason asked"That depends on how much experience one has had with pain. Your brain will take as much pain as you can bear and then it will switch off all higher functions. I know of no one who has ever died from too much pain, in and of itself. There are drugs which have been used by interro
Hello"She will be okay. She lost so much blood and possibly will be awake in forty two hours." A male voice resounded."Forty two hours?" An angry male voice which sounded very familiar almost like Ethans resounded.We're they with me? I think I'm in hell then. They were illusions maybe."Yes. Forty two hours. She lost a lot of blood along with a head injury and she got shot in the arm and stomach. You should be thankful that she is not dead. We did our best." A male voice responded again. It was calm, unlike Ethans.However, this conversation didn't seem to start nor end here as the shouts of panic rose. There were a few curse words exchanged by the voices that sounded too familiar. Like my siblings. God, I hope they are not here.And that was my last thought before darkness clouded me again.*the next day*"W
Getting shotRuby's POV"So, this is the hacking room?" I asked Adrian. It least brought him back to earth from his thoughts even though he didn't answer the question."Hello, back to earth. This is the hacking room?" I asked once again as I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes to bring him back before pointing in that direction where the glittering, bold letters were written as 'Hacking room' in an elegant way."Yes," he answered. "This is the hacking room. So many members work here. And you still haven't told me why you have asked me to bring you to the hacking room." He asked me.I ignored him. I devised a plan which I really pray to God, that it did work. Though, I am foolish to think praying to God would have helped in my situation as I always love to keep myself in danger and danger always loves to follow me. That type of love sometimes and many much more times exceeds G
An injuryThird Person POV"We have to do something to get her back! We don't know where she is! We don't fucking know if she was alive or not! We are the ones who fucked up everything. Not even you, I am the one who fucked up everything and I'm really sorry and I should say that to her. We have to find her. I don't know how we managed without her for those many years, but I couldn't stay like that for another minute. I will search every corner of the world to find her. I'm really sorry for fucking it up for every one. I'm sorry." Sebastian muttered, his voice clearly audible in the silent room where the siblings sat trying to think of a place where their sister would be there.Regret and guilt are enough to kill people sometimes and they make you go crazy."We know that. It doesn't matter any more Sebastian. We already forgave you. Because even if we want to blame someone for this amount of guilt, s