Chapter 60: Chapter 60

What's wrong with me?

~Ever~

I stared at how the sutures being removed from my thighs and how the freshly new scars from the bullets were pink and disgusting looking. I stared at my thighs with a simply emotion; nothing.

I stared at my thighs with nothing running through my mind. No memories. No feeling of those warm bullets ripping apart my skin, and sitting there hot. I thought nothing, and felt nothing.

When he was done, he wipe my scars softly with some wipes and took a step back. "I'm still going to have you doing therapy till all your muscles come back and your strength in your leg comes back. You may have a limp from that accident, but at least you're able to walk." He said nicely to me. I only nodded because I didn't want to say anything.

My eyes were still glued to my thighs and I heard him give a soft sigh, "Ever, you'll get through this." And with that, he walked out, leaving me by myself in Vincenzo's room.

When he left me alone, I had time to think to myself. He's going back to his old ways. What does that mean? I asked myself, did I ever see his dark side? I knew he tied me up in the beginning, but have I really seen it?

He showed me what he was doing as a business but I haven't been to main floor in months. Is it still the same? Has he changed what his business was? He killed Vlad, but what was Vlad doing? Did he take over his company now? I ran a hand through my hair and stood up. I decided that I need a shower to clear my thoughts and hopefully have my hair tangle-free.

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I walked slowly out of the room and walked down the stairs. I don't know where Vincenzo went. After he gave me that rough and hard kiss, he pulled me up stairs and left me in his room and never returned.

I walked towards the way to main floor. I needed to know if those things were still going on. I prepared myself for what to come, but at the same time, I wasn't prepared at all.

With a deep breath and pain shooting up my leg and knee, I walked towards the door that led to main floor and opened it slowly. When my eyes looked inside, I felt my face grow hot. There wasn't sêx going on. There weren't woman's screaming in pain and pleasure, there wasn't any men grunting, if fact-it was just filled with men looked towards me with their gun pointing at me.

But when I saw Ricardo, he smiled. He told everyone to put them down and walked towards me. "Hey sweet thang." He said as he smiled down at me.

I guess my face looked confused since he laughed, "Yeah, main floor changed. This is still main floor but it's where all of the men hang out now. If we just want to be chilling and slouch around, we come here, or if Vincenzo wants to have a meeting, we all come here. He got rid of the trafficking and women behind here to please us. The only female here is you."

My eyes grew wide and I felt my mouth open slightly, "I'm the only girl here? What happened to Erica?"

"Vincenzo gave her money and now she's living her life- I don't fûckin know what's she's doing, but oh well."

"Why? Why did he suddenly do all this?"

"I guess he gotten sympathy-because he would've just grabbed females off the streets and made them do things. Erica was different, she chose to do these things. But before you came he would've sent men to go kidnap these young girls and sell them or just make them work for him. But I'm guessing when you got hurt and kidnapped, I guess he felt what their parents felt. I guess he was sicken by himself and quickly got rid of this part of business he ran. The only business he's running is drug cartel and selling weaponry, maybe something else, not sure."

All these new was shocking me. If he's going back to his old ways, then why have this gone- I'm mean- I'm glad it's gone. No one should be kidnapped, but look at me. Look where being kidnap gotten me.

He walked with me to the kitchen and told someone to make me something. "Do you know where he's at?" I asked as I sat on the stool.

He leaned against the counter and pulled out a cigarette and lit it up and took a long drag. "Fûck, he went to kill someone with Edward. The next time would be me going." He said as he exhaled and all the smoke coming out of his mouth and some from his nostrils.

A plate was set out in front of me and it was nicely made sandwich. Like it looked really good. Have I been eating?

I quickly grabbed it and took a bite out of it. But he continued, "honesty-" he took another drag and exhaled, "I don't know how I feel about Vincenzo going back." He looked at me as I took another bite.

"I thought you're used to him like this?" I said as I was still chewing.

"Sure," He looked at me as he took another drag, "maybe I was, but after months of him changing-it's kinda weird having him back." He said as he smiled as smoke came out of his mouth as he spoke.

I looked back at the plate as I placed the sandwich down, and suddenly I lost my appetite. I took a deep breath in, "What was his worst?" I asked softy as I slowly looked at Ricardo.

He looked down at his shoes as he set the cigarette in between his teeth, "pulling a beating heart out of a chest."

Hearing that...that...I didn't know how to react-like I wasn't surprised. Why? Why wasn't I scared?! Why didn't I wanted to react the way I wanted!?

I knew what he was before-but why can't I see him as that kind of person in my eyes. How can I just imagine him doing that, but my reaction was plan. How can I see his face viscous and sinister like, but can't seem to be phased by him.

So all I said was "oh." He looked up at me with an a raised eyebrow, "oh?" He repeated me.

I looked back at the sand which and nodded. I can hear the smile in his voice, "do you understand what I said Ever?"

"Yes-"

"Then why oh?"

I was silent for a bit and he laughed, "what did he tell you- he's all sweet and shît? Because I can tell you one thing babe-he's not if he's going back to his old ways." I looked back towards him and he had his cigarette in his hand, but he placed it back in between his teeth.

"Look-" he lifted his shirt all the way to his neck, "he almost killed me when he was like his old self. He placed a knife in my chest-so deep, that I almost died there. He wanted me to be his first victim to have his heart pulled out." I now only noticed the middle size scar on top of his chest. It was pinkish but it was a faded color.

His shirt fell from his hand and slowly the scar was out of site, "just a heads up doll-don't say 'oh' if you never seen him in action. Once you do see him in action tell me what you say." Just as he finishes I hear shoes click against he floor. I look over my shoulder and I see Vincenzo smiling at me as I see his white shirt with red spots over him.

He came up to me and grabbed my chin and placed his lips on mine. He pulled away with happiness and a crazy look in his eyes. "Miss me?" He said lowly.

Seeing him so close I saw the blood marks over his face, and I know it's not his own blood.

Am I really ready for his old ways?