Stubborns.
"Beggars can't be choosers."
. . .
Are- you fu-cking crazy?
Darius Riccitiello
(presses more)
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(holds his hand and twirls him)
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Y'know, I can break the hand that I taught to crawl. (grits teeth)
Darius Riccitiello
Argh!! (groans in pain)
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Be grateful that I didn't fúcking kill you yet!
Darius Riccitiello
And be grateful that your hands are still working on me. (wipes out blood)
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YOU CAN'T KILL ME, YOU PATHETIC SHÍTFACE.
The voice echoed in the whole room and sounded like rusting iron. A ruthless demon groaned but, the beast didn't flinch a bit, still shooting the unknown with dark gaze.
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I can crunch you like bread crumbs. But unfortunately you're still breathing because you're somehow my blood related and that is very ungrateful to me.
Darius Riccitiello
THEN FÚCKING KILL ME!!
Darius Riccitiello
CAUSE YOU ALREADY KILLED MY MOM!!
That unknown person bent down to his feet and pat him softly.
Darius Riccitiello
(sobs sobs) Y-you murderer.
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Why don't you understand that she isn't good.
He blurted in calm yet cold voice with apologetic look.
Darius Riccitiello
You ain't any better, a killer.
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She sold out everything, our house, our property, our farms for the sake of her drug addiction. She destroyed everything.
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She's a misfortune for us.
Darius Riccitiello
Don't you remember? When she bought gifts for me, singing lullaby before tucking me to bed, took care of me every fúcking single day, love me as her own son. Don't you remember?
Darius Riccitiello
My heath recovered because of her, DON'T YOU FÚCKING REMEMBER?
. . .
Let's not stretch this never ending argument. I've got something more important to tell you.
Darius was laying on the cold floor with anger rage in his eyes.
. . .
(searching something at the drawers beside)
Darius also stands up while coughing blood and lean himself against the wall. Putting one hand at his knees while streching other leg.
Darius Riccitiello
(coughs coughs)
Darius Riccitiello
(spits out blood)
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You're going to city for your high school academics.
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To Saint Rise High School.
Darius Riccitiello
I won't go.
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I didn't ask you, I've ordered you.
Darius Riccitiello
And who are you to order me around?
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Listen, I care about you. I can't see you here rotten yourself to death.
Darius Riccitiello
Then fúcking leave me on my own, if you have really cared about me.
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You've to go, no matter what. If I'll have to put gun on your head and fúcking drag you there. I will!
Darius Riccitiello
You can't rule over me like this.
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I can, if I can provide you a plate full meal then, I can also snatch it away anytime.
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I've already prepared all the arrangements there and even your flight ticket too.
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And y'know it well. You've no other option.
Darius Riccitiello
What's the actual shít you're planning?
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It's none of your concern.
Darius Riccitiello
I won't leave my mom here, alone.
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FOR GOD'S SAKE, GET IN YOUR DÀMN SENSES!! SHE'S ALREADY DEAD.
. . .
(throws flight ticket at him)
Darius Riccitiello
(furiously staring at him till he diminished)
Darius Riccitiello
Mom... He threw this shít pieces of paper and left.
Darius Riccitiello
Didn't ask for my consent, your consent.
Darius Riccitiello
See, that's why I don't like him!
He's holding a sharp blade between his teeth and twirling it perfectly while hanging his long legs in air. His face is softly rested in his elbow placed at the cold floor.
Darius Riccitiello
(flips)
Darius Riccitiello
Anyways, see mom... my drawing. He-he-he!
His gaze lifted from the box of ashes to the wall behind him.
Written in blood while the wall is soaking the letters and dripping out a line from each letter.
Darius Riccitiello
(chuckles) Ah, there's something missing.
Darius Riccitiello
(slits wrist with that blade)
Darius Riccitiello
(makes a heart at the end with dripping blood)
Darius Riccitiello
Now, perfect!!
Darius Riccitiello
Do you like it, Mom?
Darius Riccitiello
Mhm...Hgh...
Darius Riccitiello
Ahh...uggh...
He drags his leg to reach out the lighter that was near him.
Darius Riccitiello
(pulls it)
Darius Riccitiello
(lits up)
He then burn the flight ticket and laughing maniacally.
Darius Riccitiello
....Hahaha...Mhm...
Darius Riccitiello
... Hahah...hah..!!
The reflection of fire in his dark eyes making him looks like a predator seeking for a prey. A sarcastic smile plastered over his bloody teeth while he put his hand in the burning fire.
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