ungrateful_enough

As soon as I heard the news my first question was that what will happen to me? Where will I go?

I've heard online about the horrors of orphanages and foster homes. I couldn't leave one hell just to step into another.

Dad only came to visit me once which was a month after the divorce and gave me a teddy bear which I named bebby. I still have it, maybe because it was the last gift that I received with no bad intentions.

"Fine then! The boys are mine and Evelyn is yours now. You don't go near my children and I won't go near yours"

I didn't think that he was serious. I always believed he would come back for me. It was the first time I had seen him drunk I thought he was sick and didn't know what he was saying.

After he died my oldest brother Andrei sent a letter to mom saying that he will continue to send the child support because it was dad's wish.

So she happily told me everything that they are not just in the Italian Mafia, they are the Italian Mafia. She told me how ruthless and cruel they can be to the people who get on their bad side.

"Good. I have a meeting so I would like to quickly go through the rules with you. Rules that you will have to follow now that you are here."

I wasn't new to the idea of rules. I've always lived following them. Although I had initially thought that I'll have more freedom here I still don't mind as long as I am safe here.

"It would be appreciated if you look at me or atleast say something to indicate that your listening'' He said harshly as if I irritated him.
"Sorry, I am listening" I whispered not taking my eyes off of the table in front of me.