Mafia Vengeance by KATHLEEN HAYAT (good books for 8th graders TXT) 📖

Andrew spoke up. "My mom was the most beautiful woman, she was just like an Angel so pure and kind-hearted. She always thought me to be helping and kind. She loved my father so much. My father wasn't a rich man, he was a middle class man, but he was really handsome. He was the strong pillar of our beautiful family. He thought me what hard work is. My father loved my mom so much, they both fell in love during their college period. They studied in the same college. They both were my life."

He smiled remembering them.

"It was my birthday when he first showed up. I was about to turn twelve. I was so excited about my birthday. My father introduced me and my mom to him. He met my father in one of the parties at my fathers restaurant. He was such a nice and friendly person I instantly became close to him, he started visiting us more frequently and always brought my favorite things for me as a gift. There wasn't a single time in which he didn't bring anything, he'll always pamper me and play with me, he would spend hours at our place. But during vacations he'll go for touring."

He heaved a sigh and continued, Chloe was quietly listening to him, because for her it was the first time he's opening up.

"As the time passes he became my role model, because he was the best at everything, I started getting attached to him ,even more than my father. He was the respected man, his personality holds power. He'll always use to say that "If you want it, then work for it and have it by hook or by crook" but at that tender age I couldn't understand the meaning behind his words."

There was a far away look in his eyes, Chloe couldn't understand who he was talking about but stayed silent.

"As the days passed he became just like a family to us. He wanted to start a business with my father, but my father didn't have enough money. My father worked as a manager in one of the cafe. His income was enough for our family, to fulfill our needs. But he somehow convinced my father to start our own business with him. He encouraged my father to ask for money from one of his known friend. My Mom was pregnant at that time. She was the least bit favored in this business partnership thing. She tried to stop dad but dad didn't want us to live like his. He wanted to give us a good life. My father took one million dollars from that friend of his on the promise of returning the money after two years. With that money they started their own business of import and export which was really beneficial in their favor. Everyone was happy, my mom gave birth to a beautiful girl. Her name was Lucy. The moment she was born she became the heart of our family. Slowly and gradually they build an empire they both became the most powerful business men just with in a year. Everything was going good. But..."

His voice was void and Stoic. It was like he was back in time.

"Things started to take an ugly shape when he started gambling, behind my fathers back he was running a small drug business under the companies name. When, my father got to knew about it. He tried to stop him, but he was more out of control so my father broke the partnership between them. There was a great loss in the company's stocks. Due to this a single company was divided into two and became two different companies. During the time our William's company rises up, but he was completely doomed he lost all his money in gambling. Still, my father was kind enough to gave him shelter in our home but that was the biggest mistake."

His voice was shaking because of the anger his hands were clenched into fists.

"Next day I was woken up by a horrified scream. I ran towards the voice but my heart dropped seeing my father laying on the f-floor in his own b-blood. A horrific cry vibrated through my chest. I made a dash towards my father in my hysteric cries. But was stopped by a piercing cut through my arm, my body hit the floor. That's when I looked at the source my vision was still blurry with tears. With much difficulty I looked around me ,my mom was tied to a chair, head bleeding and b-bruises on her face, her c-clothes were torn from the different places. She was looking lifeless, staring in space. My sister Lucy was in a hold of that person whom I considered my role model he was holding a knife on Lucy's throat. M-my mind stopped working. I- I was unable to understand what was happening. I tried to stand but again fell down when he sliced my back a scream left my throat. He was laughing like a maniac. I can hear my mothers pleading voice. She was asking him not to hurt me or my sister."

His eyes were red with tears brimming in them. He was trying not to cry. Chloe on the other hand was numb. She can imagine everything he's saying.

"H-he yanked my moms hair harshly and made her look at my father's lifeless body. He said "Look at this piece of shit!!! Look at him! He can't save you now. You chose him over me!!! Look at where this brought you!!! You bitch!! You should've chosen me!" That bastard slapped my mom so hard that she fell on the floor with a thud. I took the vase and hit him on the back but it had no effect on him. He seethed in anger, wrapped his hands around my neck and started choking me. I started losing consciousness, I heard Lucy's wails and my mothers scream, she was begging him to stop, but he didn't. The next thing I remembered was my head hitting the wall hard and I drifted into darkness."

His head hung low, hands in his hair pulling them, his body was shaking. Chloe didn't realize that she was crying, hesitantly she held his arm and rubbed it in a soothing manner. He looked away from her and continued.

"W-when I woke up, I was in my room. My mom was sitting beside me with Lucy in her lap, she was looking in space, long red hand prints was merged on her face. Her left eye was blue, she was looking dead. I felt like my heart would stop, seeing her like that. I tried to sit that is when she came out of her trance and told me to lay down. I did as she told but I desperately wanted to see my father, so I asked her. "Mom where is dad? I-Is he a-alright?" She started crying and I panicked "Mom p-please tell me."she sobbed, "Your d-dad is in heaven. He l-left us." I was numb my father was no more. I never saw my fathers face for the last time, neither my mother took us to his grave. I wanted to ask her how my father died? Why that bastard hit her? What happened that day? When ever I tried to ask her, she would scold me coldly and would warn me not to talk about that day again. Days passed by and our condition worsened. Mom started working as a chef in a restaurant, and I would look after Lucy she was just two years old. One day some goons came to our house. They started shouting at my mom for their money. I couldn't understand what was happening. They threw us out of our house and declared our house to be their property as we are unable to pay the money. They also warned us to pay them as soon as possible. We were left with nothing and no one to ask help from. We spend our days on the streets with the group of few people who were kind enough to provide us one time bread. They were poor and had a small container like shelter as their home. After the house was lost my mother lost her job without any reason. My mom was losing a lot of weight she was so thin. Every day I tried to earn money by washing dishes to cleaning shoes I did everything but that money wasn't enough to save us from those monsters. The day I dreaded the most came, those goons took us to their place which was not less than a mansion. Their boss snatched Lucy from my mom and threw her on the floor, In rage I charged towards them but was thrown back On the floor because of the big blow of the hockey on my back. They all started laughing. My mom tried to held Lucy and screamed my name. She was begging them to let us go. But they weren't listening. One of the goon brought a whip and started whipping me I cried when the leather tore my flesh apart. I saw through my peripheral vision their boss took my mom in one of the rooms, I could hear her screams, Lucy was crying on the floor her head was bleeding, I tried to stand but those goons didn't stop and continued their assault on my back, I couldn't hear my mom's screams anymore. I couldn't feel my back I wasn't able to move. I was slightly conscious and slightly not. I felt my body being picked up and then thrown in the van. The next time I opened my eyes I was in the back yard of our house, and they were burying my mom in our garden, she wasn't breathing, there were barely any clothes on her and her body was bathed in blood. I was held by one of the goons, I screamed on top of my lungs when they threw my mom like a rag doll in that grave and buried her completely under the ground, I screamed, begged them, but they didn't stop instead one of the man said,"She's dead! So, thank us that we are burying her and not cutting her into pieces for wild animals." They left me there, I sat there for hours without blinking my life was gone. I was breathing but I wasn't alive, I saw a sharp piece of glass near the plants I picked it and was about to end my life but the crying of a Bay stopped me. I hysterically looked for the source and found Lucy near the gate on the floor crying. In that agonizing moment I smiled for my sister, and she stopped crying and smiled while saying "Andy".she was unaware that she is an orphan now. I cried holding my sister in my arms, I was about to kill my self then who would look after her. I will live for my sister."