MasukThe sound of the gunshots reminded Anna what kind of future she had chose for herself. There were no longer unicorns and rainbows just scary looking men pointing guns at her . They did not care if she was pretty or smart they were ready to blow her face off. She couldn't blame them though they were protecting what was there's or what used to be there's cause nothing was there's the moment Scarface was shot . She had thiught she would feel a little remorse for him but she felt nothing. He just wasn't that important and the earth was not going to stop because he had dropped dead but it fir sure qoukd stop of she died."I wouldn't do that if I were you ",a man said being the guy pointing a gun at Anna.His name was Miguel from what she could remember ,she never really concerned that much with the people she worked with."I don't think I would regret blowing this bitch's face ",the man said anger radiating from his body and before he coukd blink the click was off and his blood splashed
THIRD POV.The soft breeze hit Anna's face as it blew her hair almost covering her whole face. The birds cheeping sold a fairytale that did not 3xist .It was not another beautiful peaceful day . It was a day that was gonna be diverted in red and they all knew that they just chose to ignore it .All they wanted was to sit and watch as the sun rose have tea then go ruin lives as people made it sound.Anna did not feel any remorse for any of the things they were planning on doing . The plan that ha taken months to execute was finally going to happen.In that moment as Neegan chuckled she wondered if he would do anything different if he was in her shoes. She didn't know what he was laughing at but she wondered how he was able to live with himself with some of the things that he had done .She didn't expect him to care because personally she didn't care. That was what happened when you involved yourself in things you knew were not safe for you . She knew that one day somebody was gonna
THIRD POV.He couldn't admit that sometimes he hated his brother . He couldn't admit that sometimes he blamed his brother for his shortcomings .He blamed Raul for everything that went wrong . He blamed him fir the time he trie fir the football team and couldn't make the cut .He was right to blame him thiught sometimes . No matter the good intentions his brother had fir the choices he made them those choices had still affected him in a bad way .His life had been ruined before he even knew what te meaning of life. Every chance of him being normal had been taken from him before he had even enjoyed anything .He couldn't even get a girlfriend growing up because of his he looked . He hated the way people looked at him with sympathy . He wanted to just be a normal human being like everybody else but that chance had been taken away from him.It didn't matter that he had so much money he could never use all of it . It didn't matter that people were scared of him because of his status insid
I couldn't remember when it had first started . All I remember when it all started feeling weird. It was my fifth birthday, and no matter how much I had tried to ignore it, I knew then that it wasn't right .In what world was it okay for a dad to take pictures of his son's junk on his birthday? I was a child, but I still knew it was wrong.O couldn't tell anyone he had said he would hurt my mom if I did. He had said that I would wake up, and she wouldn't be there anymore. I believed him, couldn't you?I had seen the way he beat my mom on several occasions, which was not something I was willing to trust. I did not want to wake up and not have a mother.I remember just telling myself that maybe we were just playing around, just like he had told me. He had said that fathers and their sons did things like this together. I remember when he did the same things with Raul, but I couldn't ask him because that was technically me telling.I remember him saying how much he loved me, and if I told
SCARFACE'S POV.How could I ever hate him? I knew it was supposed to hate him. I was the way I was because if he had taken away the chance of me growing up like a normal person, but I couldn't bring myself to hate him.He had never meant to hurt me the way he had. Everyone was mad at him, and not the person who deserved the hate.I knew he hated himself. Every time he looked at me, I'm sure he always wondered why he had done what he did. Am sure he thought that if he hadn't done what he did, then I would have had a normal life, but I never had a normal life.There was no universe where I was going to have a normal life. Kids didn't get touched by their parents; what kind of life would I have had then?He was never going to top touching us; he had to be stopped. I wasn't sad he was dead; I was sad that he was my father .I was so disgusted that my own dad got turned on by just looking at me. I was angry that he would look at a small boy and just think of ways he would use me.I hated
I didn't know how long the man had been standing there watching me; all I knew was when I realised it had been too late already.-----------The aching in my head made him instantly hate the bright light in the room. Who in their right mind liked his light that bright?My eyes quickly adjusted to my surroundings, and I started panicking. I could see a dark figure standing in the shadow. I tried opening my mouth, but my mouth was so dry that the small movement alone hurt like hell.How long had I been out for?"I see you're finally awake ", said someone behind me with a raspy voice.I tried turning around, but my neck hurt too. Couldn't any part of my body function?"Don't worry, my associate injected you with something, but the effects will wear off soon enough. Don't worry. I know it's very uncomfortable right now, but that's the process of playing with people way above your level of involvement ", the man who had yet shown his face said. Who did this man think I was? I was just a 1







