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The Retired Gang Leader. Failed.
Antonio hooks his arm with mine and I give out a small smile not letting the drama that just happened in the car come into this function with me. Yes bitches, I’m being positive. So Wood The Dick is this other dick's half brother? I don't know if it's interesting or sickening, for one they don't look anything like each other or even resemble any feature that they could've gotten from whichever parent they share. So if Cain isn't Cain and is Wood, then who the hell is Wood and most importantly why would Antonio even allow me to come here with him? Maybe because you were sort of forcing his hand? Well, that doesn't matter what I did, what matters is that he should have been stern and told me no. But you would've come anyway because I was invited by Cain or Wood. "Lotus, can you please stop thinking so much," I don't think he's in any position of telling me what to do, I think I'm ready to go home, I don't want to be here. "Just don't make it obvious that you know," okay, that makes
The Retired Gang Leader. Storytime.
I groaned in pain as my eyes slowly opened and were blinded by the light source that was directly in front of me. Blinking my eyes rapidly I tried to see what my surroundings were. Squinting my eyes looking around, the room was empty from what I could see and it was cold. My wrists were bound behind me but my legs were allowed some freedom, the aching in my head was bearable and I could feel the dried blood on the side of my face. How hard did that person hit my head? Trying to free my wrists from the rope all it did was scratch me and cause discomfort to my clean wrists. Giving up, I sagged on the chair trying to get a comfortable position, spreading my legs out, I sighed counting the number of times the light in front of me would flicker. Out of everything Antonio taught me, couldn't he teach me how to untie myself as well? It soon got boring just watching that light flicker and hearing the distant music that played. " ’Trust me’, he says," I mumbled into the lonely room, I am
The Retired Gang Leader. Reason.
I sat in front of Lotus watching her try to find a comfortable position in that chair she was sitting on with her hands tied behind her back. How in the world they caught her beats me, but this is not the time to get angry over it. What really angered me was the wound on her forehead and the cut she had on her lip that she kept licking. Every person responsible for every scar is going to regret ever touching her, what about the prints on her neck? I didn't mean to squeeze too hard, it broke me to watch her claw at my hands trying to breathe. All for a plan that failed. My attention was on Lotus ever since Stacey manoeuvred me here, I could've easily knocked her out but the need to see Lotus overpowered the plan that was supposed to be carried out. When she showed me a photo of Lotus unconscious I complied with her request. "Can you please loosen these up or put them in front of me, I'm trying to concentrate on your story but it's a bit difficult when I'm not comfortable," Lotus spok
The Retired Gang Leader. The Downfall.
TWELVE YEARS AGO Antonio stood over the little girl's lifeless body on the ground, the smoke surrounding them he watched as her blood pooled around her body. He couldn't help but feel guilty, and one thing about him is that he never feels guilty over anything, ever. He felt it was his fault that she ended up being the victim of his plan, being the leader after all he had to make sure that nothing happened to innocent people. His plan had been really simple and clear, evacuate the citizens that didn't have to be there leaving only Luca and the pathetic team he had. Crouching down he brought his hand to her face as her dull eyes looked right at his. Culpability hit him like a thousand bricks all at once and a tear found its way out of his eye. He hadn't cried since his parent's death and that was years ago. Bringing his fingers to her eyes, he closed her eyelids and picked her up walking over to one of his men, handing her body over to him, he looked at her once more. "Make sure she
The Retired Gang Leader. The Downfall, part two.
Jefferey Richard Hutton had just gotten the call of Antonio's arrest and couldn't hold in his excitement. At long last, the devil had been arrested, and this time he had enough leverage to take him away from the streets for a long time. The excitement from her father didn't go unnoticed by the ten-year-old daughter. Walking towards him running her tongue over her new braces she held his hand. "Daddy, why are you so happy?" It wasn't his or her birthday for sure. "They got him kiddo! They got him!" He exclaimed, picking up his daughter and spinning around with her, wow daddy must be really happy, she thought to herself, I wonder who this 'him' is. "Are you going to be his lawyer?" She asked when her father put her down on the floor, he held her shoulders and shook his head. "I could never represent such an evil man kiddo, I am going to make sure he goes to jail for all the bad things he has done, and with this new evidence that was dropped by earlier on it will be so much easier," s
The Retired Gang Leader. Over A Crest?
I had just come back from the bathroom and on our way back I might have sneakily grabbed Big Joe's gun and hit him on the head. I couldn't really pull him anywhere because he was big and compared to him, I was extremely small. Taking his pocket knife I walked back into the room and found Wood beating my Antonio who held a satisfied smirk at what was happening and Stacey standing there watching them as if it was a show. "What in the world is going on here!?" My voice echoed in the room and I ran over to Antonio pulling him away from Wood, here I am acting as if this is my house but I hadn't been gone for more than five minutes and here they were fighting already, slipping the pocket knife into his pocket I helped him stand straighter. "This is an ivory-white jacket, do you know how much work I will have to do because there's blood all over it?" It wasn't really about the jacket, but it wouldn't hurt to get them thinking it was about it. Walking back to my seat but pushing it next to
The Retired Gang Leader. Pray.
I was sitting on the chair next to Lotus's bed as she lay there sleeping off the heavy doses of medication that they had pumped into her body after surgery. I had never felt so useless and terrified in my life. The thoughts that kept running in my head were horrifying, only if I had moved quicker then maybe she would be awake right now annoying the crap out of me, but instead, she was here on this bed bandaged and being helped by a ventilator in order to breathe and it's all my fault. Holding onto her hand I looked at her and brought my hand to touch her curls, the curls I love twirling my finger around when we lay in bed talking about anything and everything. It's really easy to talk to her, but with her sleeping it's difficult and I just want to hear her voice, even if it's just to curse me out. I tried squeezing her hand thinking she will respond and squeeze mine back but she doesn't, her cold fingers touch mine in an embrace I'm forcing, trying to warm them up I rub our hands t
The Retired Gang Leader. Almost.
I had just taken a shower that Tiffany forced me into taking because for the past three days I had been sitting next to her, watching her curly hair become flatter. Grabbing my shirt I walked to the room Lotus was resting in, buttoning my shirt up I opened the door and I heard her melodic laugh. "There you are!" She chirped and I stood by the door fazed, I wasn't here when she woke up. "You're up," I whispered, not believing my eyes, she gestured to her body and giggled. "I'm wide awake, are you just going to stand there and watch me or are you going to come hug me?" She said in a suggestive tone and still, I stood there just watching her. "You would think he was the one that got shot," she mumbled, Charlie and Tiffany laughed and she laughed too but ended up coughing. Rushing over to her side I helped her sit up straighter and gave her some water to drink. "Are you okay?" I asked her and she waved me off. "I'm fine, I missed you," she said and I smiled, looking up I saw we were
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The Retired Gang Leader. Bet, part two.
So I lost the bet, Johnny the big guy didn't win against the small guy and I was hurt, to say the least. "So are you ready?" Antonio whispered cockily in my ear and I frowned, following Johnny with my eyes, I will get him later. Where in the world has the big guy ever lost against the smaller one! Where!? Nodding my head trying to seem confident yet I was crapping myself, I wasn't ready for anything but a bet is a bet and I will keep my end of the bargain and carry out with the bet, I'm no wimp. "You know, it's okay if you don't want to," he said as we walked together hand in hand. "No!" I shouted and cleared my throat, "I mean I want to," I nodded my head trying to convince him but all I was doing was convincing myself even more. "Okay then, you will love it!" He exclaimed and I pressed my lips together and slowly followed him to our room, "Wait we have to eat." "Yes! Totally agree, I'm starving, I'll go make us food," I rushed to turn around but he caught me by my waist. “Tha
The Retired Gang Leader. Bet.
"Good morning Mrs Rossi," a voice whispered in my ear and I pushed his face away from me, mumbling a pained no. "Come on, it's time to wake up." "But I don't want to, leave me alone please," I turned my body away from him and the idiot seemed to follow me. Sticking his wet finger into my ear I jumped out of the bed and looked at him horrified. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I shouted at him and he laughed looking at me. "Come on, you promised to watch them today," he said walking over to me with his arms open for me, walking right into the hug I wrapped my arms around his waist and his hands touched the edge of his shirt before grabbing my ass. "They're not kids Ant, they will be just fine," I mumbled sleepily against his chest and he moved my hands from his waist wrapping them around his neck, picking me up as he walked us into the bathroom. "A promise is a promise Fiore," he said, sitting me down on the countertop as he opened the shower for me. "But there's always next ti
The Retired Gang Leader. The Tour.
Antonio stood at the altar waiting for his bride to be, officially and right this time to come out. He too couldn't believe that the day had finally arrived and they were both ready to settle down so quickly together and yet surprisingly they were both more than ready for this change. It wasn't really a change considering that they had been living together for a long time and they had already been technically married just without Lotus knowing but now they had to do it in front of everyone this time and with her clear knowledge that it was happening. Antonio stood staring ahead at the door Lotus was supposed to come out of, which she hadn't yet and it made him feel nervous and panicky, that's why he had sent Charlie to go get her and Tiffany. They weren't late per se, but he just wanted to see her and hold her. He heard a noise that sounded like cheering on and he wondered what it was all about, the doors bursting open and causing everyone to look at them, out came Charlie and Tiff
The Retired Gang Leader. Only The Beginning.
Antonio stood at the altar waiting for his bride to be, officially and right this time to come out. He too couldn't believe that the day had finally arrived and they were both ready to settle down so quickly together and yet surprisingly they were both more than ready for this change. It wasn't really a change considering that they had been living together for a long time and they had already been technically married just without Lotus knowing but now they had to do it in front of everyone this time and with her clear knowledge that it was happening. Antonio stood staring ahead at the door Lotus was supposed to come out of, which she hadn't yet and it made him feel nervous and panicky, that's why he had sent Charlie to go get her and Tiffany. They weren't late per se, but he just wanted to see her and hold her. He heard a noise that sounded like cheering on and he wondered what it was all about, the doors bursting open and causing everyone to look at them, out came Charlie and Tiff
The Retired Gang Leader. Officially.
The preparations for this day were stressful and fun at the same time, having my best friend or should I say my sister here to help me was a huge relief! Sitting on the bed together I watched her as she tried to fit her gown but it wouldn't get past her hips. "You have been gaining a lot of weight these days Tiff," I commented paging through the book she brought for me to get back in the mode of reading hardcover books, and so far? Still not interested, which is crazy cause I remember how much I used to love them when I was a kid. Oh well, I guess growing up changes a lot of things. "Yeah, I think I've been eating quite a lot." "Out with it Tiff, you pregnant?" I asked her closing the book and looking at her, her head dropped and she slowly nodded. "Why were you quiet about it?" "I didn't want to seem careless when I told you the news after you had just...you know," she said in a small voice and I frowned. "I'm sorry Lotus, it wasn't even my intention to get-" stopping her with a
The Retired Gang Leader. Happy.
After months of having to attend therapy sessions, eleven torturous months of sitting in front of Dr Meyer and telling her all about my problems and how I feel, it has been absolute hell and I am very happy that this is my last session with her. At first, I never opened up about anything and would always fire back her questions to her, for example, she would ask me 'how do you feel about that?' and I would answer her with a 'how do you think I feel about that?' I know she is here to help me get over my guilt and try to understand my emotions a bit better but come on, even you have to admit that some of the questions are a bit retarded. "So Lotus, how do you feel about this being our last session together?" "Uh, am I supposed to feel some type of way?" I asked her, does she want me to be sad and weeping that I won't be seeing her anymore and I won't have to answer questions and have her prove a point to me that would bug me out for a whole week until I see her. "It's all up to you
The Retired Gang Leader. Almost.
I had just taken a shower that Tiffany forced me into taking because for the past three days I had been sitting next to her, watching her curly hair become flatter. Grabbing my shirt I walked to the room Lotus was resting in, buttoning my shirt up I opened the door and I heard her melodic laugh. "There you are!" She chirped and I stood by the door fazed, I wasn't here when she woke up. "You're up," I whispered, not believing my eyes, she gestured to her body and giggled. "I'm wide awake, are you just going to stand there and watch me or are you going to come hug me?" She said in a suggestive tone and still, I stood there just watching her. "You would think he was the one that got shot," she mumbled, Charlie and Tiffany laughed and she laughed too but ended up coughing. Rushing over to her side I helped her sit up straighter and gave her some water to drink. "Are you okay?" I asked her and she waved me off. "I'm fine, I missed you," she said and I smiled, looking up I saw we were
The Retired Gang Leader. Pray.
I was sitting on the chair next to Lotus's bed as she lay there sleeping off the heavy doses of medication that they had pumped into her body after surgery. I had never felt so useless and terrified in my life. The thoughts that kept running in my head were horrifying, only if I had moved quicker then maybe she would be awake right now annoying the crap out of me, but instead, she was here on this bed bandaged and being helped by a ventilator in order to breathe and it's all my fault. Holding onto her hand I looked at her and brought my hand to touch her curls, the curls I love twirling my finger around when we lay in bed talking about anything and everything. It's really easy to talk to her, but with her sleeping it's difficult and I just want to hear her voice, even if it's just to curse me out. I tried squeezing her hand thinking she will respond and squeeze mine back but she doesn't, her cold fingers touch mine in an embrace I'm forcing, trying to warm them up I rub our hands t
The Retired Gang Leader. Over A Crest?
I had just come back from the bathroom and on our way back I might have sneakily grabbed Big Joe's gun and hit him on the head. I couldn't really pull him anywhere because he was big and compared to him, I was extremely small. Taking his pocket knife I walked back into the room and found Wood beating my Antonio who held a satisfied smirk at what was happening and Stacey standing there watching them as if it was a show. "What in the world is going on here!?" My voice echoed in the room and I ran over to Antonio pulling him away from Wood, here I am acting as if this is my house but I hadn't been gone for more than five minutes and here they were fighting already, slipping the pocket knife into his pocket I helped him stand straighter. "This is an ivory-white jacket, do you know how much work I will have to do because there's blood all over it?" It wasn't really about the jacket, but it wouldn't hurt to get them thinking it was about it. Walking back to my seat but pushing it next to
