My killer, my mafia boss

ike a nightmare. I hated Jamie. God, I hated that family for n

s I wiped away my tears. A tall figure caught me, covering my mouth. I thrashed around and tried to scream as loud as I could.

go! Leave

hat it was Thomas, and that he was telling me to stay calm. He turne

d to calm down, it's just me, Thomas. - He s

oking into his eyes. - I

e you so scared? Where were

No, you scared

I never thought I would do. I hugged him. He first stood still. He didn't hug me and I felt like a t

her. - He said with his li

been in t

led me, she was worrie

swollen cheeks, which seemed to burn with each falling tear. His hands incredibly comforted me. He looked into my eyes, and it was as if he understood what was happening to me, as if he was unconsciously telling me that everyt

pulled away and kissed my cheek, letting go of me and then returned to

the midst of the storm, I found something to hold on to.

months

"Family". Soldiers, I knew well. The weeks dragged on, and more and more the nightmare took the form

that we could do like in high school, and run without looking back. Unfortunately I couldn't, the papers were signed. As much as I loved her, I couldn't risk her life, risk everything. And so I had to once again be strong, and it hurt. It hurt l

st phase passed I tried to follow Jamie

t Nicole's birthday. I didn't know I would feel that way. Jamie was extremely upset that I had gone. I was sure it bothered him so much because he was in the presence of normal peo

o things that girls my age used to do, go to the club, go out with the boys, go to the salon, do the superfluous things that spoiled girls like me used to do. At first I didn't understand his sudden change of behavior with me, so I told him, "First, I am not many years younger than you, and second, you don't know me well enough to tell me what to do, keeping in mind that this is rel

from trying to act civilized, Vivian saw or heard my complaints, which cre

ceeded, he had kept e

hs l

oach Vivian, but she ignored me and left me talking to myself. I didn't blame her, I understood that it was better for her this way. Safer. Or her mood was unstable because John was there, and well, the two of them already had a history. The bridal dance began and I saw Nicole's eyes sparkle with excitement. I guess not only that.

Ethan, who wanted me and kissed me. Who wanted me well. I'll never have that. And what's worse,

nes. They seemed to hide eternity, so dark and attractive that it was almost impossible not to stare into them. His thin but full lips made anyone want to bite them, his eyebrows were thick and perfectly sculpted. His blue suit em

said something funny and she smiled. As if he had sensed my gaze, he met my eyes. Then he continued to whisper in her ear, but without takin

I noticed that Lucas, the security guard, was walking slowly a few meters behind me. If I quicken my steps a little more,

elp you M

s just looking

wrong direction. Come on, I'll

k in s

id, entering the bathroom. - I think I ate s

iously. Although I knew that between

down, you don't have to stand all the time. I promise I won't leave, and I pro

me for a moment

This is possibly the sa

g all that shit out of me. Whether it was couples in love, weddings, or seeing Thomas with another, I don't know, but I wasn't doing well. Why did it have to be like this? He was extremely handsome, even more so in a suit with a bow tie. And his hair, his face, everything about him was flawless, but always unap

ight with big curls that weighed down the tip. then seeing myself like this suddenly gave me a shock of reality. my collarbone was showing. i was underweight. i didn't realize it when i got like this, i just realized it. just get over it, life will get over it, you'll make it. the thought crossed my mind quickly. i took a deep breath. i didn't want to hear any more love songs, i didn't want to see any more happy couples, happy people, families. this was all a lie that sooner or later would be unmasked. i opened the door. i needed to take

ed it and handed it to me. - at least use the glass, my father would hate to see anyone but him drink his favorite whiskey from the bottle. so this was your parents' house? how embarrassing. that's why he called me sheriff. this must be your father's office. - i'm sorry. - i returned the glass, letting my guard down gently. - i didn't know. - and then i walked past him. not before he grabbed one of my arms. - why do i feel like you're running away from me? - running away from you? why would i run away from you? why would i run from him?