Beginning of Hell

CHLOË

What just happened? I couldn't even look at him before he was sent. I'm such a jerk. He explained to me the reason but I don't know what stopped me from saying it.

I was so angry at myself the whole day. I couldn't eat anything. I filled my mind with thoughts saying ' I could've won'.

I'm not the best lawyer. This is my first time being defeated. And this will probably be the last.

I walked out to meet the paparazzi, usually asking stupid questions and posting them on social media.

It was Igor and his crew they were interviewing. "They have time". I told myself.

"Hey" I heard Ryan yell and waving me over to his car. I bet he has already seen the disappointment in my eyes.

I walked slowly until I reached the car." Hey... it's fine" he reached out for my hand.

"I lost it, Ryan I lost it" I begin to feel water dripping from my eyes. Am I crying?

"Look it's okay, he was guilty. Remember? You did nothing wrong Chloë.He deserve-

" I could've won it....I could've" I interrupted and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"For my whole life, I've stayed with you,I've never seen you cry this much." He spat out in a surprised tone.

I gave out a huge sigh and opened the backseat of the car.He also entered.

"Here, take this tissue," he offered.

"When your mother died I thought you would cry like this but you didn't. You grieved her in silence, not even a single tear came from your eyeballs, why cry over something this small?"

he added.

"What do you mean?" I lashed out angrily. He sighed." What I'm saying is that you should quit sobbing. People make mistakes too."

He turned back to the wheel and started the ride.

I mean he's not wrong. My mom's death was horrific but look at me, crying over something silly.

I was raised by my mother. My father didn't care about me and my mom. He always came home drunk and beating my mother up. I hated him so much that I vowed to make him pay for this. Right now,if I'm to be honest, I don't know where he is or whether he is alive.

I've lived with my mom until I was 12 then she gave me off to someone,someone evil. How could she do that to me?

I understand, dad wasn't working and mom could not make enough money.

It's not her fault because she didn't know her own sister, of the same blood, would do that to me. May your soul rest in perfect peace.

I lived with my auntie. That place was hell of a shit hole. She treated me like one of her servants. She had only one child, Clara and she treated her like a princess which she's not.

That was the time I met Ryan. We met in school and if I could remember we got into detention at the same time.

He has really changed. I remember I used to be an inch taller than him but look at me now.Karma is a bitch. He'd grown tall and all buffy. His hair was dirty blonde which suited him a lot.He was a businessman and was working with the most reputable company in the whole of New York. Secretary I would say.

He had grown lots of muscles.But yet still I treated him like a kid. Coincidence but we were born on the same day.

He's my twin brother. This made our relationship grow stronger. We always celebrate our birthdays together.

We reached home and I got out of the car.

"Ryan...I don't want to be a lawyer anymore."I admitted.

"Let whatever happened today not convince you to quit your job. I can't watch you stay home all day without doing something." He slowly added and took my small hands into his hands.

The warmth of his hands made me less tense.

"Don't worry Ryan, I'll look for another job- " let's go inside and talk" he pulled me into the house.

"I am too young for this job and I don't want to die out of stress" I faced him with my teary eyes and all he did was to hug me placing my head to his chest.

"I don't want to see you miserable that's why" he whispered into my left ear.

I pulled myself." You've always been there for me,and I know you'll always be, but Ryan I can't watch myself die at the hands of my job, maybe I wasn't prepared for this job.

I've always wanted to study psychology and not law but I had no choice and I want to fix that now." I ended.

"You want to school again-

" I mean I don't look old yet... I'm twenty three." I interrupted him.

" Okay, if that's what please you, so be it." I hugged him again " you are the best" I yelled and headed to my room.

I took my bath and fit into my oversized pajamas and went straight to bed.

Vincent

( Phone rings)

" Meet me at Mi Casa hotel and let's talk things out as planned" Igor said in a lower tone.

Finally, my plans are working out for me. Aile Andrea son of Alessandro Andrea and the heir to the Italian mafia.

Watch me destroy it for you. Don't start a battle you can't end.

All I've ever done was to stay beside you all the time and you never realized what your parents had done to mine.

This is the beginning of my master plan. Enjoy your five year service in jail.

I would go for your father, the actual murderer of my parents, But I have to destroy you first and end the mafia for you and your family.

They thought they could lie to me that it was a fatal accident. I have always loved my parents and lived up to them and I hope Aile also needs to say goodbye to his parents.

Yes! It was me who called the police. It was the same me who faked I was on your side. It was the same man who signed you up for the court and got the judge to sentence you.Did you think you would win the case Aile? So pathetic.

I'll wait patiently for five years then after that,get rid of you.