Chapter 57
Ariana
It took three.
ee full days to get my back piece completed and I’m feeling even more confident with myself now. Which is good because they dropped. the bomb on me this morning that they’ve organized a meeting with my brothers today. I dress in a cute little black skater dress, my long hair is pulled back into a slick pony, minimal makeup needed as I’m sure I will have some big feelings, and I don’t want the shit running down my face. My men are dressed in their black suits, they stand tall and dangerous at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.
“You sure you want to do this, Angel?”
“Fuck yes, lets get it over with.”
“Hey little one!” Matteo calls out. “Got you a little something“, he winks and hands me a sledgehammer, engraved on the handle reads “Violence“.
Mi
I gasp. “Matteo! Its perfect!”
“From me and the guys. We stand by you and everything you’ve been through.”
1 look behind him to see a mass of made men walk in and stand with their hands on their hearts. In sync they all say “Donna!‘ My eyes well with tears I don’t want to shed, not yet. I simply put my hand to my heart, copying their movement and say, ‘thank you“. I bow my head in respect to the men, my family and then swing the hammer over my shoulder and smile wickedly. “Let’s do it!”
We arrive at my brother’s home, my h
hell and we‘
d we’re
met out the front door.
“Ari!” they say together.
new weapon raising their eyebrows.
“Sam, Carlos.” I nod. They shake hands with my men before they turn back to me and look at my new w
“I’m hoping you have kept my cell as it was?”
“Your room, yes.”
“Good, we’ll start there.”
Sam, Carlos, Luca, Luciano and Tony all follow me through the house, up to the third floor and down the hall to the only pink door in this place. In white letters curved along the door it reads ‘Princess Ariana‘. I scoff at it and look back to my men that have stopped a safe distance away. Good. I place two hands on my sledgehammer, bracing my feet apart in a steadying stance and swing over my shoulder. It cracks the wood, and I smile. Again and again, I swing and thrash the weapon at the door until the words are no more and wood litters the floor. I take a deep, steadying breath and step through the threshold.
It hasn’t changed, the white carpet is pristine, baby pink walls and a princess–themed four paster bed sits in the middle of the room, a teddy bear my mother gave me when I was born sits on the pink covers. I turn and scan the room, the jewelry boxes, dolls, makeup, tiaras, all the things I was never allowed to touch. It was all a show, every single fucking thing. I find myself breathing heavily as I feel a hand on my shoulder.
“You can do this, honey.” And a soft kiss on my cheek. My strength, a warrior in his own right. Tony. I walk towards the bed and grab the teddy bear and pass it to him. “Take care of Mr Fuzzy Pants.” He grins at me and I give him a pointed look, to which he secures the teddy like a newborn in his arms and steps back to where the others stand by the door.
I rip down the stupid lace curtains and upturn the desk. Swinging the hammer around, I crack the bed, the walls, the chair, the bedside, lights and lamps. I swing wildly and silently until my muscles hurt. I go back to retrieve Mr Fuzzy Pants and then walk to Luciana. I handed him the hammer. “Finish it.” He kisses my forehead and slides the hammer over his shoulder. He crumbles everything in a matter of minutes. Destroying all the things that had tortured me with their presence for years. Luca stands at my back and hold his hands over my stomach, whispering words of encouragement. Once Luciano is done, I walk over the rumble and glass to the cupboard door. My three men stay close to me the whole time. I look over the locks that once held me captive, they’re unlocked, just like my freedom, but the door is still there, still in place, still ready to be Rocked once again. I turn to Tony, “Take it down.” He nods and places is hand on Luca’s shoulder to steady himself. Bringing up his large boot and kicking with all his might until the hinges break and the wooden frame splinters. He yanks the door open and pulls it to the ground.
The stench of death hits my nose as I look in at the dark, empty space. Taking a deep breath, I step inside and turn to face my men. I see Carlos and Sam still haven’t moved from their place by the door..
Chapter 57
“AHHHHHHHHHHXXXXXXXXAHHH!” I scream out and then let the tears fall. To my surprise, my men huddle in the small space and surround me. They kiss my hair and my eyes, my cheeks, my hands, everywhere they can. “This place will never hold you again, Princess.”
“You made it, you survived, honey.”
“You’re safe. We’re here with you. We love you, Angel.”
They stand with me in my closet until the tears stop falling a
kisses before we step out.
stop falling and I can breathe normally again. I open my eyes and thank them all with love and
“Ari, we are so sorry for everything that happened.” Carlos says.
“We never wanted for any of it, but we were trapped in another way by our father also.” Sam says. I hold up my hand to stop them.
“I’m hungry. Lassume you’ve prepared lunch?”
“We have, yes.”
“Then we will talk over lunch. You two are going to need your strength.”
The look at me curiously but do not question why. They’ll find out soon enough, one way or another, they will step into that ring.
