I stood in the bathroom as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had blood all over me; on my face, on my clothes, in my hair; who even knows how blood got there.
I glanced down at my hands that hadn't stopped shaking since I held Sofia's cold, lifeless body in my arms. They were covered in blood.
I turned on the water and began to wash my hands. My eyes welled up with tears again as I watched the blood slowly come off my skin.
It was supposed to be me; The thought kept reoccurring, making it hard to concentrate on anything.
I was so tired of crying. I wanted to break something or hit someone but I had no energy so all I could do is cry. I gripped the sink in anger as I remembered her face.
"I'm afraid I'll never see you again"; her voice rang through my head, making me instantly punch the mirror to distract myself from my thoughts. It shattered into a million pieces as I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.
My hand began to bleed; Atleast it was my own blood this time.
I went into the kitchen to get the first aid before I did anything else. I couldn't care about the glass in my hand but I knew I had to take care of it if I wanted to hold my son.
I wrapped it up after taking out the glass. I strolled into the sitting room where Ice was sitting while holding Jaxon.
Without even being told, Ice handed him over to me. "You do realise we have to have a funeral for her?" Ice blurted out. "I'm not going. You can hold it for her but I won't be going" I said with a monotone voice. "But you have too" Ice demanded. "I'm not going, end of discussion" I growled at him, forgetting I was holding my child.
"Look at what you did!" I shouted at Ice before hushing Jaxon back to sleep. Ice stormed out while making sure to be quiet.
"I promise that I won't be like my father; I will be better for you" I whispered before kissing Jaxon's forehead. "I will not let my pride or ego get in the way like it did with your mother. I will care for you as best I can" I reassured Jaxon who was asleep in my arms.
"Ace you can't skip her funeral" Ice shouted frustratedly. "There's only two reasons I'm breathing right now; that baby and to carry on the memory of Sofia. Her funeral will push me over the edge. If I go to that funeral and see the love of my life's body in that casket, I will be pushed over the edge" I spat angrily through my gritted teeth.
Ice glanced at me with watery eyes while nodding. "I didn't live up to my name before but I can assure you now that I am as cold as Ice" he replied before walking out.
"Find Haze" I roared through the halls. "Fucking find him!".
I pinched the bridge of my nose stressfully as I sat at my desk. I could hear Jaxon crying from the other room; he was always crying.
I stood up and walked over to the door of the next room. I placed my hand on the doorknob hesitantly, I should've known being a single father would be harder than I thought.
I twisted the door handle and walked in; the floor creaking under my feet while I entered the room and the light peaking into the room from the door being open.
"Hey little man, what's wrong huh?" I asked him quietly as I held him in my arms. He just continued to cry. I held him in my arms as I sat on the chair. "You miss Mama right?, yeah me too" I sighed as I rocked him gently. He slowly began to calm down as he lay in my arms. "I think it's time for a bottle" I mumbled, brushing my thumb against his tiny, soft cheek.
I grabbed the bottle I had prepared earlier in the evening for when he woke up. "Are you going to drink this all for me?" I questioned before testing the heat of the milk on my arm. "Here you go" I hushed him as I fed him the bottle.
My sigh filled the room.
The house was quiet; None of us could talk to each other without becoming angry.
He fell asleep not long after the bottle but just as I placed him in the crib, he began to cry again. "Ok, looks like you're sleeping in my bed tonight" I muttered, bringing him into my room.
I placed Jaxon on the bed gently before I lay next to him. He wasn't much bigger than my hand. He lay on Sofia's side of the bed, not even making a dent in the mattress due to his light weight.
I was feeling numb; I can't feel anything inside of me. It's like I'm hollow, made of only skin and bone; Its exactly what I felt like before Sofia but now it's intensified. The anger I feel can't be slowly dissolved like it used to, no matter how much I scream or punch now, I'll never stop being angry.
I wasn't even sure who I was more angry at. Myself for letting her die or her for leaving me. It's fucking selfish that I'm angry at her but she knew how much I needed her.
I broke away from my thoughts when I heard a tiny snores. A slight smile was plastered on my lips without even realising it.
Maybe he's my hope of being saved.
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[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an an...