Chapter 23: Chapter 23

“My mother filed a missing persons report, and I was told to lie to the investigators about everything and mind you, my mother covered her bruises with makeup so they suspected nothing especially when my father, Stephen was working on the case,” he said.

Juliano took in a deep breath as he continued listening.

“To him, I was some wild animal that he needed to tame and I was not listening. He and my mother got together, but he was constantly cheating on her too and gave her infections. But the real kicker was when my aunt told me that my mother didn’t want me because my mother was raped by him and that’s home. I came into this world.”

“This must be some joke,” he said.

Romeo shook his head. “My aunt was drunk the day she told me, but it was confirmed once I confronted my mother and Stephen about it.”

“What did he say?” He asked.

“It’s not what he said, it’s what he did. He laughed in my face and called my mother a bitch for the streets. I grew so angry within a split second and charged at him, but he had the upper hand and would have almost ended my life if my mother didn’t hit him on the head with a baseball bat,” Romeo said proudly.

“There is no way,” Juliano said as he got up.

Romeo nodded his head. “Yes, but she was so distraught that she couldn’t do anything. There was a girl, or should say, the twins’ mother Vanessa.”

Juliano recalled the lady who offered to buy him a car and asked, “What about her?”

“She sold drugs at Horizon before me,” he said.

Juliano knew Horizon High. It’s the school his parents went to and the school they didn’t want him to go to.

Drugs?

His father sold drugs?

Romeo didn’t need to be a mind reader to know what his son was thinking, especially from the expression he was making.

“I asked Vanessa to take care of it for me, but she had a condition and that it would involve me taking her place as the drug dealer once she left. I agreed without a second thought and just like that, both my dads disappeared off of the face of the earth until this day.”

“How?” Juliano asked as he grew frightened.

“I don’t ask questions, but that is the same as how I rescued you that day. Your father and I have been through so much that it would be impossible to explain to you in one day,” he said.

“Try me,” he said and sat back down.

Romeo nodded his head and started, “I’ve killed more people than I can count and I do not plan on stopping now.”

“Dad?” Juliano said in disbelief.

“I’ve been selling and killing since the age of sixteen, but I’ve killed one of my father’s before that. I know we said we’d move to Canada to start over, but what I am doing is running a branch of the Mafia while securing yours and our safety,” he explained.

Juliano lowered his gaze as he tried to think up of any things he might have seen in the past.

Romeo looked at his son, then pressed a button under his desk.

Juliano heard a click, then something that sounded like an air being released coming from under his father’s desk.

“Stand up,” Romeo said.

Juliano stood up and watched as Romeo walked up to him and pushed the chairs away. He then pushed the desk further back, and underneath it was a trapdoor.

He pulled it open, revealing a staircase going down. 

Romeo turned to his son and said, “Go lock the door, then follow me.”

Juliano looked at the door and heard Romeo’s footsteps disappearing.

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He quickly rushed to lock it even though they were the only ones home, with Milaan being at a friend’s house and Halo at his shop.

After locking the door, he cautiously walked down the staircase and called, “Dad?”

When he got to the bottom, he saw Romeo standing with his hands in his pocket staring at him.

He suddenly felt a chill looking at his father and walked over to him. “Where is this?”

Romeo smirked. “Isn’t it under our house?”

Juliano nodded his head, but he was confused. How long have they been living here, and this was underneath?

He followed Romeo down a cold passage that lit up dimly as you walked past.

It appeared they had walked for hours when they finally came to a stop and Juliano was shivering.

The end of the passage spread into a circle with eight doors.

“This, you could say, is my vault,” Romeo introduces.

Juliano looked around and saw that each door had a small window. He walked up to the first one and looked inside. The first room had weapons lined along the walls.

The second room had what looked like a table and the walls had dried stains on them.

“What is that room used for?” He asked as he made his way over to the third door. Looking through the window, he saw a person lying on a bed with their back facing him.

Juliano frowned and turned to his father as he trembled slightly. “Dad?” He called and the person in the third room turned around.

Juliano saw the movement and turned to look at them and saw that it was a woman.

The woman quickly scrambled off the bed and rushed to the door. She looked Juliano in his eyes and then started banging on it, screaming, “HELP! LET ME OUT, HE’S GOING TO KILL US.”

“Us?” Juliano repeated and turned to the other doors.

He strolled towards the fourth door and peaked in, slightly frightened.

His eyes widened as he saw the man walk towards the door with his salt and pepper hair.

When the man saw him, his eyes widened too, but as he recalled who Juliano was, Juliano had fallen to the floor frightened.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he recalled that night when he was pinned to the bed face down and butt in the air. He didn’t know what was happening to him until the next night, when he was held down on this man’s face by two women helping him to taste the inside of young Juliano.

“Dad, dad, daddy,” he tried to speak, but his voice disappeared with each letter.

Romeo walked up to the door and looked at the man through the window. Staring at him, he asked, “Do you see what you did to him?”

Arnold looked back down at Juliano, and saw that he was curled up in a ball.

A smile crept up on his face as he wondered how Juliano would taste now like the teenager he was.

Romeo grew sick to his stomach as he saw Arnold’s smile and punched the door three times.

Juliano’s head snapped up to see what was wrong, but Romeo had already stormed off.

Worried that he would be left behind, he quickly got up and as he was about to run off, he heard, “Why are you leaving so soon? Open the door and come inside.”

Juliano froze as those words registered. He slowly turned to look at Arnold and, without him knowing it, he had made it back upstairs and crashed into Romeo’s arms, hugging him tightly as he cried his heart out.

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