Friday - 11:10 P.M.
October 9, 2015
Janunu

Sitting alone in my room at Momo's house, all I can think about is Zain. What if Enzo is punishing him because of what I've done?

Enzo has a habit of making others suffer by bringing in a loved one. He could be using Zain as a target practice for his newbie guards.

I just wanna hold my baby boy and plant kisses all over his small face. I wanna hear him laugh as I tickle him. Most of all, I wanna tell him that I love him.

Zain and I never got to do those things one last time before he was taken.

Don't worry Zain, mommy will find you.

There was a knock on my door, hearing the person's heartbeat outside, I wasn't going to let them in since I knew who it was and I hate them.

"I know your in there, I just wanna talk." The two-faced fed said. That's what they all say.

So I ignored his request to come in and continued to stare into space. But his heartbeat never left, it was bothering me very much.

Without even a warning my door opened and Brunet stepped in. Ughhh, he knows I hate him and yet he still wants to bother me.

"Hi" he said nervously as he plastered his butt on my chair.

Remaining quiet, I kept my eye on him. He's a traitor, my family may not see it now but I sure do.

He clicked his tongue and nodded, "Still not talking huh?" He chuckled softly. His eyes moved around the room, taking in its decor.

"You know Momo had never let anyone come into this room. It was like she was hiding something, turns out it's just your room." He spoke.

Huh? My room? I've never claimed this room, so it's not my room.

"She kept this room vacant just for you. She knew you'd come back home."

Typical Momo, she was always one to think optimistic. I remember when Tyrone ran away from home and she'd always say, "Today is the day my brother comes home"

She said that everyday for 11 months before he actually came home. Now that I think about it, she's really dad's twin. They look, act, and think alike.

Brunet sighed, probably annoyed that he looks dumb talking to himself. "Anyways, no one knows your alive, all people are worried about is finding Zain." He said

That last part made me scoff, "What's up with these people being obsessed with my life? All i ever did was kill people." I said looking directly at him.

Brunet looked surprised at the fact that I was speaking to him. He quickly covered up his shock with a smile.

"Yes you killed people, but the people like you because they think you killed Hajee for a better country. You making this community we're in now just gave them the green light to adore you. Your like a hero."

I laughed at his choice of words, a hero? Really? America do better, this is embarrassing.

Brunet frowned, understanding that I'm obviously not taking him seriously. "Janunu, I'm telling the truth. You should have seen how many people showed up for your funeral."

I rolled my eyes, "Lemme guess, 100?"

"Try 1000."

Saturday - 6:12 A.M.
October 10, 2015
Janunu

3

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"Nunu!" I heard Jaja yell from downstairs.

The kids were downstairs arguing over the last piece of pizza that was in the fridge. I was listening to the whole thing while I was getting dressed.

They disappointed me, instead of fighting for it they chose to come bother me. Wait, why are they even calling me? There's other people they should've called.

I rolled my eyes as I put the last gun in my holster before leaving the bedroom. Today was the day I'd go back to Italy and hopefully everything goes right.

Man what am I talking about? Something always goes wrong.

Walking into the kitchen, I saw 4 kids surrounding the last pizza as it sat on the counter.

Jaja, Travis, Unique, and JJ.

I shook my head disappointedly before taking the pizza and throwing it away. "You all could have done better." I said as I walked out of the kitchen.

They followed me out and yelled angrily at me for throwing the pizza away. "Aye, Humpty Dumpty!! The best you could have done was split it!" I heard Jaja yell.

"No! The best she could have done was give it to the oldest." Travis yelled.

"Your both wrong! She should have given it to the person who she nurtured!" Unique suggested.

JJ laughed, "Nuh-uh, the pizza should have been for me!" He said.

Gosh these kids are getting on my nerves! Going directly to Momo's room, i opened the door and saw her sleeping happily with her husband.

Aww, that's so sweet. I turned around, looking back at the noise makers. "Going tell Momo about your problems." I said before leaving them to bother Mo.

Tyrone was in the living room eating a bowl of cereal as he waited for me, once he saw me he put his bowl on the coffee table and stood up.

"Took you long enough, are you ready?"

I ignored the idiot's question, if I wasn't ready do you think I'll be downstairs? People really should start using common sense.

I pushed past him and headed to the front door. Just on time, Monique pulled up in a red Cadillac CTS.

She wasn't the only one in the car, in the passenger seat I saw the very person I still hate. Brunet.

He rolled down the window and waved his hand out, "Hurry up, we're already late." He yelled.

Tyrone picked up the pace and ran to the car. I rolled my eyes for the hundredth time. Their plan is stupid. They are stupid. All of this is stupid!

I still can't believe they're going along with this. I'm pretty sure Enzo will have no problem wiping us out the moment we get caught.

This plan is too risky, and not the scary risky, the dumb risky.

We're supposed to go to Italy on a public plane with fake ID's. Then we'll attend the Spaniard's meeting as Patrick Gomez, he's their new ally from the Black Axe Confraternity.

As things go along, Daniel will send some of his friends to raid the Casa Reale. While they raid the house, we'll take over the spaniards....

Ok that's it! This is dumb!

I went around to the driver's seat and opened the door. "Wha-" i pulled Monique by her collar and pulled her out the car.

She fell to the floor and watched with her mouth hanging open as I sat in the driver's seat. This plan was going to get us killed, i was bound to abandon it anyway. She shouldn't be shocked, I'm never one to follow the rules.

I closed the door and impatiently waited for her to get in.

"You could-"

I pressed on the gas as Tyrone tried to speak. My ears don't want to hear his lecture about being nice.

We arrived to my flight house in due time. With 4 whole acres, there was a big gray hangar that was a length of 9,560 feet, and then there was the 6,000 feet long runway. The rest of the space is just sitting there until i add more planes to my collection.

I parked the car in front of the doors and ignored the pestering rodents behind me. Opening the door, one by one all 6 of my beautiful planes had the sun shining on them.

It sure has been a long time, a very long time.

Anyways, I pulled the car in and up close to the fastest plane that I owned, the Gulfstream G550. Turning the car off and getting out, the people behind me continued to talk my ears off.

"Since when did you own planes?!!" Monique asked.

"Um...do you legally own these?" Brunet asked.

"All I wanna know is whose finna drive the plane? Ion know nothing about planes." Tyrone said, putting his hands up.

They bombarded me with questions and statements all the while we boarded the plane. This is why I don't like working with people, too much unnecessary talking.

I walked to the pilot's seat and sat down, then I turned on the engines. My baby roared to life, I smiled at the thought of me being in sky again.

Getting back up and turning around, my face came into a wall.

Wait never mind, it's Tyrone b*tch a***. Him along with thing 1 and thing 2 blocked me from moving any further.

"Move."

Monique crossed her arms over her chest, "We'll move, when you tell us everything. Where did you get the money to buy all this? And don't you dare say assassination."

What else am I supposed to say? Robbing the bank? You see there's a major difference between Monique and I when it comes to money.

She'll spend her money like a rich white girl. That's probably why she thinks I don't make enough money while killing people.

She was in the business for to a few years and each time she got paid her money would drain it in about a week.

I, on the other hand, save my money. Dad always reminded both of us to save and it seems to me that she never listened.

So I decided not to answer her and push past them to go and do my pre flight routine. The f*ck do I look like obligating to their ways?

Remember Janunu, it's their fault you lost Zain. Remember, your doing this for Zain and no one else. Remember, put Zain first.