#46 (-2-)

MEDDIE’S POV

‘Shit’s about to go down the fucking rat hole.’

‘Now isn’t the time bitch. I need to be alert for this conversation.’

“Hello, brother. Wife.” Don’t engage Meddie. The moment you open your mouth, Nikolai will make you regret it.

I don’t look at him, or anyone else for that matter. I keep my gaze at my feet, and my mouth firmly shut.

“E passato un po’ di temp, uccellino.” Leo addresses me. I remain stoic, as I have been trained. These people stopped mattering to me the moment they left my side for Arianna. (It has been a while, little bird.)

“Vedo che hai finalmente imparato a stare al tuo posto, piccola troietta!” Arianna still can’t keep her gutter mouth closed. (I see that you have learned your place, you little slut!)

“U tebya net nib rata, ni zheny. Tak pochemu by tebe ne pobegat’ vmeste s sobakoy?” Nikolai taunts Damiano. (You neither have a brother, nor a wife. So why don’t you run along dog?)

This conversation is the only one that I can’t zone out of even if I want to.

“Ty stala ideal’noy rabyney, zhena. Pochemu ty nikogda ne byl poslushen mne, a? Ya by poshchadil tvoyu sem’yu po krayney mere.” Damiano’s words make me look up in an instant, in turn earning me a death stare from Nikolai. However, this is a line that he has no right to cross. And even though, I cannot outwardly do anything to him here, I can still glare at this fucker. (You have become the perfect slave, wife. Why were you never obedient to me, huh? I would have spared your family at least.)

“Stoyat’ vniz shlyukha!” Nikolai warns me for the first and last time. (Stand down whore!)

“Aww, e un argomento dolente per te, puttana?” Arianna taunts, her smirk ever present. (Aww, is that a sore topic for you, whore?)

“Kontroliruy svoyu shlyukhu Damiano, yesli ne khochesh’, chtoby mozg tvoyey podruzhki raspleskalsya po polu v sled uyushchiye pyat’ sekund.” I try to keep myself in check, but this bitch has lost her mind if she thinks she can say whatever the fuck she wants without consequences. (Control your whore Damiano, if you don’t want your girlfriend’s brain splattered on this floor in the next five seconds.)

I hear Nikolai and his sister, Aloe snicker at the threat I made. I know the consequences to my actions, but Damiano and Arianna need to learn their place in front of me. I’m not the same girl they knew two years ago.

I will crack open this fucking slut’s head on the floor and then stomp on her brain matter, if she doesn’t back down. Being Nikolai’s soldier has made me into a monster, a monster who won’t cry after beating the shit out of a brat princess who doesn’t know the hardships of life.

“Che cazzo hai detto puttana?” Arianna speaks yet again. But this time I don’t reply to her. Instead, I turn to face Nikolai, “ya mogu ubit’ yeye, khozyain?” (What the fuck did you say you whore? Can I kill her, master?)

Arianna’s smirk vanishes from her face, looking at my apathetic attitude, and she turns to face Damiano and Vincenzo for help, “Cosa ha detto amore mio? Fratello, lascerai che quello Schiavo mi parli cosi?” (What did she say my love? Brother, will you let that slave talk to me like that?)

“Stai fuori da questa Arianna!” Damiano snaps at her, finally. (Stay out of this Arianna!)

“Ty osmelela, ty, predatel’skaya yebanaya shlyukha!” Damiano seethes through clenched teeth. (You have grown bolder, you traitorous fucking slut!)

‘Like we could give a fuck you asshole! You don’t know the half of it.’ My subconscious chimes in.

Before the argument could proceed further, Vlad interrupts us, whispering something in Nikolai’s ear. Nikolai leans towards my ear, “ukhodi s Vlad I zhdi okonchaniya svoyego nakazaniya. Ty razocharovala menya dvazhdy za odnu noch’, moya malen’kaya shlyukha.” I nod once, and turn to leave with Vlad. (Leave with Vlad and wait for your punishment. You have disappointed me twice in one night, my little whore.)

But nothing in my life can ever be peaceful or easy. Just as I’m about to walk away with punishment already dangling over my head, Arianna opens her stupid ass mouth for the third time, “scometto che tua madre era una puttana grande quanto te.” (I bet your mother was just as big of a whore as you.)

This sentence was the limit for me. I could not stop myself from doing what I did next. Vlad didn’t try to stop me, nor did Nikolai.

I turned around, walking slowly towards Damiano and his pathetic whining fuck buddy, “avresti dovuto tenere la bocca chiusa.” (You should have kept your mouth shut.)

After saying that, I punch the slut in her caked up face. As I am about to go for the second punch, I am pulled back and restrained by Vlad. Nikolai’s face has a satisfied smile on it, however, he still backhands me, for taking action without his permission.

The look on his face changes from one of satisfaction, of me punching his nemesis’ face, to one of fury and rage, and I know he will do his worst tonight. But I am willing to take it. This whiny, despicable harlot has no right to pass judgement on me or my family.

No one does.

While Arianna cries, I am pulled out of the party hall and towards where the restrooms are located, “that was foolish of you Meddie. You know how Nikolai can get and what he will do now. Why would you let an idiotic bitch like her get to you?” Vlad asks.

“Leave me Vlad. I want to be alone. It’s going to be a long one for me tonight.” I offer him a small smile and enter the restroom.

Locking the door, I let the first tear drop, after which it becomes a rainfall of salty tears down my face. I have tried time and again to block that memory from my brain, only to be reminded of it again and again.

I sit by the door, just letting the tears escape from their captivity silently. Time escapes me, in this instant I couldn’t give a fuck about mafia and their rivalry. I could only relive the horror of my family’s death. A death they didn’t deserve. A death, caused because of my disobedient behaviours. I should’ve died that day. Not them. Not the innocent lives of my mother, father and brother, they hadn’t done anything wrong.

How can I ever forget the pain of living with the sorrow of losing my family, the only people who actually gave a fuck about me…

I can never forgive myself for this sin. This is the reason why I have stopped crying during Nikolai’s punishments. I deserve to live through all the pain and suffering he gives me.

But this is not the time for me to cry about my dead family. So, I get up and wash my face with water.

Knock, knock!

Shit! I forgot I locked the door. I am not allowed to lock doors.

Hurriedly, I go to open the door. And the sight in front of me paralyses me for a few seconds, rendering me to a standstill.

In front of me, lies an unconscious Vlad, and two people I used to consider family. Sergio stands over Vlad, his gun pointed at his head. And Dante stands right in front of me, his gun aimed at my head, “don’t move, Meddie.” I do as he says.

I put my hands up, in a surrender position. Dante moves forward and I take that chance to disarm him of his weapon, knocking him with the butt of his gun. He groans as he bends down in pain.

“We don’t have to do this Meddie.” Sergio speaks.

I push Dante back with a kick to his chest, aiming the gun to his head, while Sergio points his gun at me now.

“Put your gun down Sergio.” I warn him. This is my one and only warning to him, I hope he takes it.

When Sergio shows no intention of doing so, I shoot Dante on his bicep. Even if I hate them, I still cannot bring myself to kill them. In turn, Sergio shoots my arm as well, and it hurts like a bitch. But I need to go out and find Nikolai. So, I pay Sergio back by shooting his arm as well.

I disassemble the gun and throwing it away, I run.

‘Tonight, was definitely not in our favour.’

‘How can you joke around in this situation bitch?’

‘Bitch what else can I do? I’m a part of you, you idiot!’

Before I can reach the party hall, my way is blocked by a couple of bulky bodies, Vincenzo and Leo.

“Oh, my fucking God! What the fuck do you want?” I can’t contain my anger and irritation anymore.

“That’s no way to talk to us, bitch. How dare you threaten my sister?” Vincenzo fumed.

“If you had kept your little brat on a leash, that wouldn’t have been necessary. Now get lost. Both of you. I have no business with you.” I retort, my response vexing Vincenzo even more.

“Meddie, just come with us. You don’t have to do this.”

“Stop whining like a child Leo. It doesn’t suit you.” I am exasperated by their attitude. They act as if everything is dandy between us. “And stop talking so casually with me. You don’t know me, and I don’t know you. You are just an insignificant figure of a past I no longer want to live. Fuck off!” I say, pissed the fuck off by everything.

I try to side-step the both of them, when a new party enters, “tsk, tsk, tsk, is that how you talk to guests Meddie?”

I don’t respond to Damiano. This bastard is the biggest bane of my life.

I turn around trying to go back to the restroom, but I find myself surrounded by Damiano and his fucking friends.

“You fucking shot us, you bitch.” Dante screams.

Hearing Damiano chuckle, I turn to face him, “what are you laughing about you cunt?”

His laughter leaves him, “you never learn the easy way sweetheart.” Damiano smirks, and as I am about to retort to him, I feel waves of electricity course through my body. Shocked, literally, I fall face first onto the floor. Vincenzo comes forward with a syringe in his hand, which he stabs into my arm without mercy.

“Sweet dreams sweetheart.” Damiano’s conceited smile never leaves his face, as I fall into an unconscious state.