This is a dream; it’s all just a bad dream and when I open my eyes it will disappear. But… what if it doesn’t?
Does this mean that my brother is really dead? Was I actually kidnapped and did I escape?
This can’t be true, no, it just can’t.
I broke down, right there, grieving over the experiences of the past week, reality finally washing over me as the adrenaline rush ended. I never asked to be the child of two gangsters but this was my fate and now it’s too late to run from it.
I took a deep breath in and wiped the tears that had caked my face, I’ve suffered enough. Now it’s time for Revenge.
Your nightmares are my reality and it’s my job to turn them into daydreams.