Chapter 46

                                    

                                          
Zoey pov



Silence. 
Silence. 
It has been silent for a while now, unusual quiet. No drama, no chaos, nothing but silence. I don't wish for the chaos and bloodbath, but it's expected in the mafia life. 
Two whole weeks of total silence, that I'm even scared. Scared of the unknown, the unknown danger lurking in the dark waiting to catch us off guard, or rather take me unaware. 
Because I'm sure Marco and the rest of his family are always prepared for whatever comes their. 
I am not, mentally I'm not ready. I may have known the kind of life style they lived, but nothing can prepare me enough. 
This silence and the uneasiness in my gut, is telling me that it's the calm before the storm. 
The sound of a gunshot brought me but to present. Camilla took off her headset and turn to face me. 
"Zoey, you seem distracted, are you okay?" She asked concerned. 
I've been drifting away with my thoughts today, I shook my head at her. 
"I'm fine." I respond. 
"Are you sure? We can take a break if you want." She suggested. 
"I'm fine, Camilla. Let's continue." 
"Okay, your aims are terrible and sloppy. But that's fine since you are still learning, I was worst." Camilla was trying to be encouraging, soothing me from feeling bad. 
I chuckled at her, she and Isabella are doing a great job at keeping me company and also been good friends and younger siblings I didn't have. 
And I love them with everything I've got, they always have a way of cheering me up and making me laugh. 
"Who was your teacher then." I probed curiously. 
"Oh... You don't wanna know." She burst out laughing. 
"Tell me." I pressed. 
"It was my dad, but he was too scared of me hurting myself. There was one time through our morning runs when I fell and scraped my knee, he literally cried for me and I was just staring at him wondering what's making him cry." 
Oh my goodness, I couldn't stop myself from laughing out loud, I was laughing so hard that I held my stomach and bending over. 
Jesus! I can't stop imagining her dad, the Almighty Alfonso's trio brothers crying over a little girl. That huge block of a man crying, now I wish I was there to witness that adorable moment. 
"My mom had to stop him from training with me, because he was being to lenient. And then Marco took over, he's so patient with me." Her stare dazed off as if was reliving the experience. "But he will get me enough ice cream after every session, and I so much loved it." She said smile to herself. 
I smiled too, wishing I had such family like theirs but I'm grateful to be part of them now. 
"Enough chatting back to where we left off. Now grip the pistol properly, yes that's it." She confirm after inspection. "Your stance should be steady and firm, straighten up and slightly bend your knees and squarely facing....."
I cut her off by the sound of my shot, I slowly open my eyes to see if I hit the target.
"Wow, Zoey that's a huge progress." Camila remarked, she was excited clapping her hands and bouncing on her feet.
I didn't hit the target square on the head or expertly at the heart but on it's hand. This is the first time I'm hitting a target, and I was quite surprise.