SHE WANTS HER REVENGE

d crimson exploding from the deep cut. Blood on the tiled floor. Blood dripping down her bod

o kill your Mother", the deep voice laughs

er and feel my heart crush into a million pieces. I can't stand to look at the sight anymore without being sick. I divert my atte

y veins, making me feel like I'm

onster!", I

sound of his assault echos through the

kill her! You have disrespected me long enough and I am sick of it! I hav

re as I listen to his words. They are the constant melody on my life, he made it my mantra.

bra hija"(Any last wor

e), I reply back putting on my bravest voice po

me already. There is nothing left for me

m laugh and order his men to let me go. As they do I collapse onto the cold tiles, my own blood mixing with my Mother's, you can't tell what blood is coming from what body, t

I scream out in pain. "Why do you hate me so much?! I nev

hy did he torture me

deserve everything that has happened to you! If anything I am being

ming but I push it back. I grip her hands and more tears leave my body. I can taste their

"No fui lo suficientemente fuerte, no pude protegern

accept my fate, I feel my body be lifted up and a voice tell me to just hold a bit longer. I don't recognise

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go to sit up. Before I can finish the task I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and

he same voice fro

treaks. I try to make out the strong accent but I can't figure it out.

a, there is no need to be afraid though. I want to help you. I took you from

le down my face, tortuously slow. Flashes of my dead mother inv

side my son who is around your age I assume. I will help you avenge

rt with but then a new feeling rushes th

say conf

"I'm sorry that you had to go throug

t allow anyone else to push me around and I will rise. I also make a promise to my

s late

the 16 year old me. I have changed a lot since then. I am no longer that weak little girl who gets pushed around. Now at 23 years old I have created a name

n Mafia. Of course I had to also take on a new identity too. I changed my name to Viola Hart and not a single person has ever thought that I was daughter to the leader of the Ita

I feel it go limp. I look down to see a hole ripped into where I was punching and sand flowing out of it on

ays. "Dad wants to se

ards me, simply because I was born with a vagina. How he never cam looking for me. I still see him sometimes at the various events we attend as the Russian Mafia, but he doesn't even spare me a glance most of the time. I knew that I would not take over the Russian Mafia and I was okay with that

you off so much?

, I reply a

i were the exception. We finally arrive at Dimi

ease sit down", th

ed dad?", Nikol

mitri begins. "I think it is finally tim

my face. For the past 6 years I have fantasied of each way I wo

this for way too long",