Chapter 35
EVELYNNE
Mom held me in her embrace, my face still stung probably from the fire. I don't know if these
bandages will be enough to heal my scars. From the pain I experienced stuck in that fire I'm not
sure I'll even be healed, my face is probably ruined permanently but I don't care.
I just want my son. Mom broke free from the hug and gently lifted my chin to face her.
"I'll help you get your son back. We'll get him back. I promise you that and I assure you I
consider him my grandson. "
"I just want my son back mom. Lisa can't take care of him, she's too full of herself. I want my
son back. "
"I hear you baby, you'll get him back. Until then you'll also have to care for your face until it
heals. "
"I sure as hell will be ugly after this. "
"I had face surgery done on your face. It'll heal but you have to care for it with extra precaution. "
My hand gently went on the bandages that swallowed my face. I wasn't the prettiest girl out
there but I never once thought of changing the way I looked. Saint saw the real me, will he
recognize me now with a new face. Will he recognize his mother?
"I didn't change your face, my love. I kind of, maybe threatened the doctor's little to make sure
your face isn't changed and it looks exactly the way it did before. Maybe they performed surgery
with a few men holding guns at the door. "
Somehow her statement made me laugh. I can imagine the fear the poor doctor's felt when they
were performing my surgery, having to make sure that every layer of my face looked the same.
It must have been a frightening experience for them.
"I feel for them, I'm sure you'd have tortured the poor people to death. Tell me something mom,
do you hurt innocent people? "
"You have to be cruel to remain at the top, baby. I'm a very bad person Lyn, I have ruined a lot
of lives including innocent children's life's. "
Suddenly a dark feeling weighed heavy on my chest. Why didn't I feel this way when she first
told me who she was? I guess it felt disgusting that I was the daughter of such a monster.
"Do you hurt women and children mom? "
"Unfortunately, yes. I have to feed my darkness, I have to stay on top, the power is the only
thing I've had that would never betray me. To think once upon a time I was a sweet little
innocent girl who just wanted to be happy. The mafia killed her though, I mean imagine being
forced into prostitution at the age of 13 or being tortured like you're not human. Once upon a
time my name was Bubbles Correlza, the sweetest girl you'd ever meet. Now I'm just Evanora
Correlza, the heartless powerful Don the mafia could have. Now I destroy lives be it that of a
man or woman or child, they're all worthless. "
I looked at mom listening closely to her statement. I should be grateful for a mother like her.
How does she live with herself knowing she's ruined life's? Is it that simple for her to ruin lives
like they're nothing?
"mom, how could you allow yourself to make people go through what you had to when you
know how fucked up it is. Couldn't you use your power to save women and children from
experiencing the same hurt you did. "
"There's no place for weakness Lyn. I wouldn't be here, I wouldn't be a Don if it wasn't for the
reputation I have. We all have monsters Lyn and I'm afraid mine is always hungry, for blood,
death and anything it can grasp that feeds the darkness. "
I laid down on the pillow and closed my eyes. I'll be the successor of mom's empire no matter
what. Mom let the darkness destroy who she was but I won't stand to watch this mafia
organization destroy women and children like they're nothing. Even if I have to kill my own
mother I'll do it to rid the world of a monster and whatever power she attained I'll use it for the
greater good. I'm sorry mom but I'm going to have to kill you. I'll kill my own mother.
5 MONTHS LATER
Lisa was doing a bad job taking care of my son. In fact she wasn't even taking care of him, she
left my son to strangers each time for them to take care of my son. With mom's help I learnt a lot
about her world, learned a few skills, like stalking, using a gun, murder with no trace but unlike
her I only kill bad people.
The people Lisa hires to take care of my son are evil, I've killed 2 of them because they hit my 1
year 4 months old son. Who slaps a kid who hasn't even learned how to talk. Either way they
got what they deserved. The third nanny is a prick, I plan to get rid of her too. Right now I'm
standing in my house, just across Lisa's residence.
Mom bought me this house nearest to Lisa, this way I can watch her every move. The 3rd
nanny, Marissa Danport, is a 30 year old woman, she has 2 kids, one is 15 and the other is 10
years old. She's a drunkard and blows all her money in gambling, she comes to work hungover
and touches my innocent son with her sinful hands. The woman hits her kids whenever she's
drunk. Her daughter, Marilyn is a sweet girl, working 2 jobs to keep her family from starving,
basically raising a child that's not hers. She doesn't deserve that. Soon I'll get rid of her useless
mother and I'll take care of them myself.
Mom does not have to know, but I'll protect and save whoever I can. It doesn't matter who they
are, they deserve protection. Reeves married Lisa as soon as I died, seeing as she was a 20
year old who's been in 10th grade for 6 years she got herself a rich man like Reeves.
Marissa sits down with Saint and watches TV. Lisa went to one of her shopping sprees. Marissa
ignores my crying son eating away on the horrible muffins she baked. I watch as she goes on as
if my child doesn't even exist. Saint cries but his cries go unheard by the woman beside him. My
heart tightens at the sight of my son's neglect.
Why take my son away from me if you have no intention of loving him? I sink the knife that is in
my hands on my thighs slowly, the pain making me feel like it isn't enough to measure what my
son is experiencing. The pain is a bitter reminder that I am watching my son suffer and even
with the amount of power my mother has, the power I could have I can't relieve him from his
misery. Ooh but I can.
A smile tugs at the corners of my lips at the idea in my mind. Why patience when I have the
power to do anything? Lisa I will kill you, and you'll die a horrible horrible death. I put on my
black gloves, a leather jacket and a mask over my bandaged face. The mask was black having
a skull painted in front. I put a hoodie over my head and went out through the back door.
It was 6 pm but I can't risk the police knowing that the neighbor is the culprit. I take slow steady
steps towards the mansion. Since this is the rich people's neighborhood it's usually quiet around
these times. I sneak in through the back gate, the back gate is used by the servants and it has
an electrical identification system. I have basic hacking skills. Hacking is a really hard computer
programming.
The movies and novels make it sound easy and cool but it's way harder than it seems. I'm still
learning and it's still a challenge. I take the pass card that belonged to Savita, the previous
nanny. Luckily it still works but eventually it won't and I have to improve my hacking skills.
The 5 guards that usually guard the premises walk around the yard at 6:30, which means I have
5 more minutes to get in the house undetected. I get past the security undetected and manage
to get in the house too. Marissa sits there unbothered by my son's pain. I walk in and stand next
to the pillar in the living room.
"you know if I hired you and you didn't care for my son properly I'd kill you without giving it a
second thought. "
Marissa stands up immediately and takes Saint on her arms acting as if she's been trying to
console my son. She turns around probably expecting to see Lisa but she finds me instead. Her
shoulders relax and she throws Saint on the couch, but he bounces off and falls on the floor
instead. That does it.
I take quick steps to her and grab a fistful of her hair, kick her behind the knees making her fall
on her knees then I step on her back with my boots my other hand grabbing her hand.
With one hand she can't fight me off, all she can do is try and grab my hands. I pull her arm
back making sure to bend it behind her back until the crack that follows tells me that her hand is
broken.
I push her body away and kick her abdomen putting my anger in each kick until she coughs out
blood. She tries to crawl away from me but I grab a fistful of her hair and grab her jaw making
her look at me sideways.
"You're a really bad mother but messing with my son has to be one of your worst mistakes and I
don't take lightly to people who make my son cry. "
I take the tube of acid that is on the side of my boot. Having acid on me is a dangerous game
but as long as it doesn't break against my skin I'm good. I open the tube and pour it down on
her face. It slides down her forehead down to her eyes then mouth eating away on her flesh.
She screams in pain and throws her unbroken arm to her face, rubbing it. Grave mistake on her
part, hydrofluoric acid is dangerous.
It will kill her and if it doesn't I'll enjoy stabbing her. I go over to my crying son who's sitting in
tears on the floor. My beautiful handsome son, he's grown up so much and I wasn't here to hold
him. I take him in my arms and put him over my shoulder. I don't want him seeing my marks or it
will frighten him. Soon my scars will heal and I'll be able to show my face without hiding.
I gently rub his back as I walk to the kitchen. He clings onto my back still crying. His tiny hands
grip on my shoulders as he hugs me as if he recognizes me.
"You must be hungry baby. That witch didn't give you food for hours. Don't worry baby,
mommy's here now and you won't starve a day in your life. "
Marissa's cries of pain fade as I go into the kitchen with Saint still in my arms. I check the fridge
only to be disappointed. How could you have a kid in the house and nothing filling for him? I kiss
Saint's forehead even though it's my mask and bandages that get to have contact with him.