*GRAY*
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I pace around the waiting room of the hospital. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I did this. I caused this. I shouldn’t have allowed her go on that stupid date with a Russian. Oh I’m so screwed.
I sit on the hospital’s chair and hold my hair. She was taken to the emergency room after I rushed her here. Her blood soaked my shirt and I didn’t care. I just wanted her to be okay. I stand up and pace around. Diego walked in with my three other men.
” Did you find the f**ker?” I ask.
” No boss.”
” You’re gonna go back and find me that motherf**ker. Make sure you kill him and I wanna see his head. If you don’t come back with his head don’t bother coming back , cause you’re gonna hate it. Do i make myself clear?” I ask with rage.
” Yes , boss.” They answer.
” Get the f**k out.” I yell as they rush out.