13 years ago
"Alessia ....you have to run ",my father whispered in between gasps.We were crouched behind his office desk,his big hands protectively covering my tiny body.Just minutes ago ,bullets had bern rained down into his office.
"But daddy....",I whimpered holding on tightly to his arm.His eyes looked empty...defeated ...afraid.Many people were afraid but not my father.He fixed everything.He wasn't afraid of any man.But right now he was.
"Honey bee...look at me ...just like I taught you...go to the safe room and lock yourself in....please ....promise...me...promise me baby.....
"let's go together..please daddy...please...",I cried louder.He loosened my grip on his arm and gave me a pleading look before giving me a slight push away from him.
"If I go...will you come and get me afterwards.....promise me daddy..",I pleaded.
"I promise.Just go and don't turn around.Run!"
I ran as fast as my tiny legs could get me.And then I stopped.I was a Moretti.And Morettis never ran away from their problems.I had to go back for my father.
I had my dagger ,a présent my father had given just two days ago for my sixth birthday.I would protect myself.
I ran towards my father.I remembered the look he had given me earlier when he promised to come and get me afterward.It wasn't so assuring.
"Daddy",I whispered running back into the office.The office was in wrecks,books and documents scattered all around .Despite the bullet holes, someone else had caused the damage.
That's when I spotted him.He was sprawled on the floor, eyes shut ,drenched in his own blood mourning in pain.
"Daddy..",I cried out while rushing towards him.
"Daddy ..please wake up...",I cried while shaking him vigorously.He groaned barely opening his eyes.
"Well ...well ...well... look what we have here...aren't you a cute little thing",a mean faced man with a bald head snarled at me.I knew him.He and my father were business partners.
"What did you do to my daddy ?! ",I yelled at him.
He feigned pity before bursting out into a fit of laughter.I couldn't understand.Why would he hurt my father?They were supposed to be friends.
"Oh...sweet Alessia....your daddy is ...well...I had to do what I had to do.Business really .I just hadn't planned on you watching your father bleed to death.My apologies.Dont worry I'll be your new daddy",he said as he started moving close to me.
"Don't come any closer...",I shrieked pulling out my dagger and pointing it at him.
"That's a dangerous toy you got there kid. Let's get it out your of hands now shall we"My heart started beating faster as he continued approaching me.
My daddy had a gun in his office.If he got up he would shoot that bastard and we would go to the safe room together.
I wondered where the guards were.They were always waking around the house and compound.Where were they when we needed them.
"Daddy ...you have to wake up...we have to go ...please ",I pleaded over my father's stationary body .He was breathing faintly but I knew he was strong and as soon as he woke up we would get the hell out of there.
"He's not going anywhere.Infact he won't be going anywhere for a very long time ,that is forever",he boasted while reloading his gun.
He wouldn't.Not in front of a child.Not in front of me.At least that's what I thought.
In firm resolve I spread my body on top of my father to shield him.He would have to go through me to get to my father.
That didn't seem to stop him.He lifted me up like a rag doll and threw me on the floor.I furiously pounced on him sticking the dagger into his left thigh.
"You little shit.Im going to fucking kill you.Aargh!",he screamed.
I held onto tight with all of my strength and continued to stab him.He cursed before mercilessly throwing me across the room.I must have lost consciousness because the next time I woke up I was in the hospital with broken ribs.
I didn't have the ask .I knew it .My father had been executed mercilessly with a bullet to his head.
As I lay there in that hospital bed .I knew right there and then that there would be hell to pay for the man that had murdered my father and I would deliver it to him.