Blame It On The Pain Episode 4
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๐ง Blame It On The Pain Episode FOUR:
I had recently turned 24 at that point, and I was practically on de ath row for ki lling a man. I was far from a boy and didn’t appreciate being told otherwise.
I narrowed my eyes at him. โYou have 1 minute before I walk the fk out of here. I don’t give a sht who you are.โ
He studied me for a beat before he rubbed his chin and laughed. โAlright. Let’s just say that I have a proposition for you.โ He cracked his knuckles again. โSomething like a get out of jail free card. You interested?’
I raised an eyebrow at him. โFrom what I’m toldโฆnot even God, Himself can get me out of this shthole.โ
He leaned forward and proceeded to light a ยขigarette, his eyes gleaming. โNo, you’re right. God can’tโฆโ He flashed me a smile. โBut the d’vil can.โ
Chills ran up my spine with those words. โI would ask what the catch is, but I’m not sure I want to know,โ I mumbled.
I heard the click of his briefcase and he handed me what looked to be a contract of some sort.
The first thing that stood out was the name.
โWho’s Bruno DeLuca? That you?โ I questioned.
He laughed. โNo, that is not me. However, I work for him. He’s the one who sent me here.โ
I skimmed the rest of the contract, but I didn’t understand it. It just said that I would agree to work for Bruno DeLuca for the next ten years, and failure to uphold my end of the agreement would result in disciplinary action. โWhat kind of work? And why the fk would he want me? Who is this guy? And more importantly, what the fk makes him think he can get me out of serving time for mu rder?โ
He winked and gave me another smirk. โLet’s just say that Bruno DeLuca knows a thing or two about mu rder, kid.โ
I stood up. โOkay, I’ve had it with the games. I have a trial in 10 days that I need to prepare for and I really don’t need this bullsht.โ I looked at the guard through the plexiglass and signaled for him but he ignored me. I got up and proceeded to bang on the glass when the man’s voice halted me.
โSign that contract and you won’t even have to prepare for trial. You’ll be out of here within the next 48 hours. You won’t go down for your sister’s mu rder, Jackson. And more importantly, no one will be making disgusting and untrue accusations about your relationship with her in a court of law and tarnishing her memory.โ
Needless to say, that got my attention. โWhat does he want from me?โ
โHe wants you to do the thing you love the most. Compete and fi ght.โ
I spun around and faced him. โThat’s not going to happenโฆI’m pretty sure I’ve been canned from the professional world of MMA fi ghting. No sponsors or agents will touch me with a 10-foot pole.โ
He barked out a laugh before his expression turned serious. โThis isn’t professional fi ghting. This is underground fi ghting.โ
I said the first thing that popped into my head. โThat’s illegal.โ
He blew a puff of smoke out and shrugged. โLast time I checked, so was mu rder.โ
Well, he had me there. Even though I still didn’t feel a single ounce of remorse for it.
I sat back down at the table and took a ยขigarette out of the pack. โOkay, explain to me how he has the means to do this and why he wants meโฆand I’ll consider it.โ
He smiled and lit my ยขigarette. โI realize you’re from Boston, kid, but Bruno DeLuca is the biggest mob boss to hit New York City since the five families.โ
I took another drag off my ยขigaretteโฆI definitely needed it.
โAnd he runs an underground fighting ring?โ
He wiggled his eyebrows. โAmongst other endeavors, yes.โ
โAnd he wants me becauseโฆโ
โBecause you showed real potential before you got locked up. Not to mention, you beat the sht out of and mu rdered a fellow professional fighter- one who our sources say was even more talented than you.โ
โIt was only because of the roids he was on,โ I muttered.
He waved me off. โPersonally, I don’t give a sht. The point is that DeLuca wants you, kid. And you’re not really in a position to say no to him. You’re up shts creek without a paddle.โ
At least on that fact, I could wholeheartedly agree with him.
โI just don’t get how I would be able to walk out of here, though. Look around, I’m in jail for Christ’s sake. I’m pretty sure the judicial system would have something to say about my release.โ
He stared at me hard before he rubbed his fingers together. โMoney and power, kid. It makes the world go round’.โ His expression turned serious. โFor starters, he’s going to buy off the judge. He’s also having evidence planted that will end up proving your innocence as we speak.โ
I held up my hands. โWhoa, I’m not okay with having an innocent man go down for mu rders that he didn’t commit.โ
โThat’s not for you to decide, kid. Let’s just say that this guy crossed DeLuca, so he’s only getting what’s coming to him. You just get to reap the benefits.โ
I put out my ยขigarette and went to stand again. โNo. I won’t do it.โ
โYou don’t really have a choice, Jackson.โ
โWhat’s that supposed to mean?โ
โIf you don’t take the deal and work for DeLucaโฆyou will be attacked in your cell, later on, tonight.โ He looked me in the eyes. โAnd, kid. I gotta tell yaโฆthe odds aren’t in your favor in regards to making it out alive.โ
I glared at him. Anger pulsing through me. โSo, I never had a choice in the first place, did I?โ
He shrugged and handed me a pen. โAfraid not, kid. Welcome to the family.โ
TO BE CONTINUED