The bullet struck Isabella on the left shoulder and she collapsed on the ground screaming, while his brother and his wife were completely frozen down, tears falling from their eyes.
It was chaos, as the baby now cried even louder in the background, and Isabella's screaming didn't really help the situation, but Ferucci seemed to enjoy every bit of it… as he sat back down on the chair like nothing happened.
"So, tell me your names." He pointed the pistol at them.
"...J-Joe and Mira…"
As he heard the names, he seemed like he started thinking about something.
"I'm give y'all an option, okay?"
They just nodded, but Isabella's screaming went away for a second, and Ferucci didn't like that, so he turned toward her.
"Suffer more, darling." He said and shot her once more into the other shoulder, and now the scream was different, it was coming from deeper and with more fear and pain. "Now back to you guys." He turned back. "I want to play with Isabella a bit before she bleeds out, so one of you will die and the other one will live to tell the tale." He smiled. "So who will it be?"
"…W-what…" Joe whispered the question as horror struck his face, but Ferucci wasn't joking.
"Yeah, your bitch or you?" He asked again while Isabella was still struggling on the ground.
"P-please don't do this… please—"
"Sssss darling I asked Joe, not you. Don't make it difficult." Ferucci said, now staring into Joe's eyes. "Now tell me, who should live? The man of the house or the woman of the kitchen… shit, what a good one that was." He laughed at his own joke. "But don't take it to heart, darling." He looked at Mira. "I know women who kill, who torture, who know how to deal with problems… yeah, they are a different kind, and this bitch." He pointed the gun now at Isabella. "is not one of those. So you can imagine what I'm talking about like real women, who fight to live… anyways." He looked at Joe. "So who should die?"
It was a question they couldn't answer, a choice they couldn't make, but they needed to not just think about themselves, but their family… but people tend to think about themselves first, and that's what happened there too.
Joe's mind was going crazy, his thoughts all over in his mind, and most importantly, that he was a Conti, he was a family member, and he was someone who Isabella sent a lot of money to… the type of money that he, with the girls, could live freely for life.
On the other hand, Mira was thinking about herself too, and on the bank account she shared with Joe, the account with the millions on it, yeah, they both thought about the same thing.
The money. But at least in Joe's mind, there was also his daughters.
"…Kill him…" Mira whispered so low, so quiet, but they both heard it, and Joe slowly turned his head, looking into his wife's eyes that were just so distant, the eyes of the woman he loved from his heart.
"Ohhh… Mira, Mira, you're selfish, aren't you?" Ferucci asked, smiling and looked to the side where Isabella was fighting with her consciousness.
"I am always with the kids, I play with them, I am the one who takes care of them…" She said all of it into Joe's eyes without blinking. "I deserve to live more than you." She whispered.
Joe didn't answer as he sat there crying more, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"Mira, what are you—"
"I am the one!" She shouted… no, screamed at Joe. "Yes, I am the one who deserves to live…" She turned to Ferucci. "Me! I deserve to live! Kill him!" She shouted again, with a smirk on her face.
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"What a crazy bitch you are… wow, and you fucked her?" Ferucci laughed and looked to the side again, where Isabella now was in a better state, just staring forward, having no idea what was happening. "So I guess, Joe, you die today. But man, hey, sorry… it's because of her." He pointed at Mira. "And because of your sister." He pointed at Isabelle.
Joe didn't speak another word, nor could he, because the whole world just shattered inside of him, the words Mira said, the reality that was going to happen.
"What's happening?" A voice came from the side, and Ferucci immediately turned to see Lucy and her dog.
He pointed his index finger toward his mouth, signaling to them to stay silent, to not even speak one word, and they seemed to listen… at least Mira did, Joe was just still staring into the nothing, he was totally lost.
"It's me again, little one." Ferucci said as he stepped before Lucy.
"Ohh, you forgot my juice… and me." She said, "Where are the others?" She asked, as she didn't hear any voices.
Ferucci looked back at them, then to her. "They're deciding something important, you know." He said to her, patting her head.
"Important?" She asked back.
"Yeah… tell me, darling, who do you love more? Your dad or your mother?"
"Dad." She said immediately, without hesitation in her voice, but Ferucci saw the little movement in her hand, that her left hand twitched up.
"Why?"
"Because he loves me more than anything."
"Hmm, and your mama?"
Her hand twitched again. "She… why are you asking?" She looked up.
"Nothing, just curious… anyways can you cover your ears for a second?" Ferucci asked her.
"Cover them?"
"Yeah, I'm going to make a magic trick that you'll thank me for later." He said, petting her head once more, and she did what he said and covered her ears with her hands.
"Do you hear me?" Ferucci asked, but she didn't respond at all, only the dog looked up at him.
Then he turned and walked back to the table, smiling at them. "Well, it was nice to know you." He said and raised the pistol.
"No…" Joe whispered as he looked at Ferucci… but it wasn't him. No, it was Mira.
Her body slowly leaned to the left and fell on the ground. The bullet went into her forehead, but the shot was louder than Ferucci thought as the gel evaporated from the suppressor. But Lucy didn't seem to hear.
Joe, on the other hand, just stared to the side at his wife… late wife, as she was on the ground, blood pouring from her head.
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