3
Hayden
"It was all a mistake! Just give me one more chance I'll rectify them right away"
I ran a finger over my temple massaging them slowly.
I've been listening to this traitor ranting for some time now, it was always like this, they always tried to steal from us and always come up with the same story.
To be given a second chance to rectify their mistakes.
Too bad second chances weren't in anywhere in my fucked up world. They always paid with their lives for their greedy mistakes, some worse than the others depending on my mood.
I stared emotionless at his bleeding pleading form, I didn't even feel the littlest twinge of pity, I wasn't feeling angry either,
In fact, I felt absolutely nothing.
Everything inside of me was just a blank shade of darkness.
Not since after she...
"Have mercy! , please just give me one more chance! I swear I'll make up for everything! "
The corners of my lips twitched sadistically at his words, I found it funny when they plead for mercy, that was one of the many good things I was void of, not especially for these bastards who betrayed my trust.
my fingers tightened around the trigger, his gaze widened in terror, he practically peed his pants when I straightened to full height.
"You already had your chance, but you messed it up big time Rick. " I stated coldly staring down at him, my gaze caught on to something just a few feet below him.
It was some photographs, I straightened down to scoop it up. It was a photo of him and two other females, one older than the other, I assumed them to be his wife and daughter.
I stared back at him, it looked like he'd been staring at them for the final time, he wasn't wrong about that though.
I stared intently at the picture in a daze like a state, not just at anyone but at the daughter who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen.
"She's pretty " I murmured aloud disregarding the blatant look of fear on his face
Long Brown hair... A pair of silvery-gray eyes and two wide dimples.
She almost looked like her...
Almost.
It made my throat clogged painfully tight, I swallowed tightly and crunched it up in a fist.
He stares at me like I've gone crazy, well he wouldn't be completely wrong about that though, the current expression on my face was crazed enough.
But it definitely wasn't for the girl in this picture.
"Leave them out of it, just kill me damn it! they are innocent! " he cried out pleadingly, then collapsed to the hard floor weakly from all the torture he'd received.
"She was also innocent, but I still hurt her " I murmured aloud
He gave me a confused look, I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts running wildly through it.
"You can leave, " I said casually, waving him off with the gun.
He blinked and stared up at me speechlessly with mixed emotions in disbelief... doubt and a mixture of surprise.
"You don't want to? " I growled out annoyed by the gratefulness I saw in his eyes
"Thank you so much, I'll never forget the..."
"Just fuck off before I change my mind about it and kill you instead " I snapped, the last thing I needed was his gratefulness, I hadn't done anything of this because of him, if it were up to me I wouldn't think twice before having to blow up his dickhead.
He should consider himself lucky that he has a daughter that slightly looks like my Gracie.
He didn't waste any further time before running off through the door as weakly as his legs could carry him.
Some of our men present had surprised on their faces but none dared question the reason why I let him off.
I dismissed all of them just needing to be alone, and by god I needed a smoke.
I heard someone enter but didn't bother to turn around, it could only be one person and his presence was unwanted.
"Glad to see you still have a little bit of something left in you " he murmured walking further inside the dark basement.
"For the past few years, you've said I'm too cruel, I'm being merciful today and you still have a problem about it? " I muttered under my breath, fuck! Where's that smoke.
We stared at each other for some time before I decided to break our stare
"it was about her isn't it?" he finally spoke up breaking the silence.
" You realized? " I mocked straightening up to my feet, the last thing I wanted today was to see his god damned face.
"I'm sorry Hayden "
I paused in my tracks but didn't turn around to face him.
"I'm sorry, I thought I was doing the right thing at that time, never would have thought you'll turn out this way...even much worse than I am"
The nerves in my jaw ticked once...then twice. I whirled around to face him so suddenly that he looked slightly taken aback
"I fucking think I'm perfectly fine the way I am... Brother " I gritted out the last part.
"I was wrong, separating her from you was a mistake, we sure as fuck weren't saints, but you also weren't this unfeeling and cold. "
I gave him a long hard stare, enough time has passed already, why was he bitching about it now? I wondered what changed.
"Isn't this exactly what you and dad both wanted? Why are you whining like a bitch in heat now? "
"I already said I'm fucking sorry! What else do you want! " He grounded out seeming irritated, then his shoulders slumped with an exasperated sigh.
I took a step towards him, then another.
"You think a fucking apology is what I need?"
"Then what do you want me to do? I can't exactly change the past "
"Exactly! " I snapped losing the little patience I had left.
"I don't want anything either from you or anyone else! "
I charged straight off not wanting to listen to wherever shit he still had to say.
For the first five months after I had woke up, I had searched for her crazily as a man possessed.
But then I have up.
It wasn't because I couldn't continue to search until I find her but because I didn't want to.
She was better off without me, she deserves some happiness, she'd escaped my darkness, I shouldn't smear her with it all over again.
It took all of my willpower and more but I managed to stop looking for her.
Sometimes in these past years I wake up in the night choked up inside, I would feel as if I'm losing it completely.
I would bury myself up deeply in work, getting my hands dirty and staining my black heart even more.
As the days went past by I would feel myself becoming even more empty and cold inside.
Then one day it was all gone.
It was as if the sea of emotions inside of me dried up.
The hard work paid off though, our underground business was now the top of the chain globally, even so much more than what dad achieved during his time.
His health has been bad lately, he's retired and had moved back to our old town and house.
It's been so long since he had been requesting my presence.
I think it's finally time to pay that visit.