I'm such an idiot.
I knew my actions would give her mixed signals, but I couldn't hold myself back.
Our flight leaves in an hour to Italy.
It's gonna be one long awkward flight.
I pull up to my warehouse and make sure that no one had followed me.
I walk in and hand my keys to Francis. "Don't let anyone in."
I go down two sets of stairs, grinning when I make it to the bottom.
Aldo's helpless body lays in one of the cells, blood covered all over his clothes and body.
"Miss me?" I smirk opening his cell.
He looks at the ground, avoiding eye contact the whole time I was in the cell.
"I wanna know who the fuck told you it was ok to rape a child." I bend my knees so that I'm face-to-face with Aldo.
He doesn't say anything. "Why have you gone quiet? You sure as hell weren't when you whispered all those shitty words to Alsiri years ago."
Silence.
"Well, since you don't wanna speak, I don't see the use of you having a tongue." I stand up grabbing a knife.
"No! Please!" He pleads, trying to move away from me.
"Open up."
Of course he refused to open, so I took matters into my own hands.
I grab the bottom half of his mouth pulling it down hard until I heard a pop.
"There, that way your mouth won't close." I laugh examining my work.
I grab his tongue and pull it out as far as I can before grabbing my knife and slicing it off.
His sobs fill the room as he watches me put his tongue in his hands.
"I'll be back tomorrow." I clean the blood of my hands with a cloth.
I walk out his cell making sure to lock it before leaving.
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I wait for Alsiri to show up at the airport. "Romeo!" I hear a little voice yell from across the room.
I look up from my phone and see Adeline.
"What are you doing here." I smile walking towards her.
"I'm going on a vacation!" She jumps up in excitement.
"That's amazing." I smile bending down. "Where's your mom?" I question trying to look for an older woman who could look like Adeline.
"She's not here, her friend is taking me on vacation." She jumps up and down.
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