The Mafia's Doctor

FAITH

        What the f*ck was wrong with his family? He gave them all of him, since Ian decided that this life was too much for him and he was not prepared to become the new mafia lord, Damian has stepped in and even though he was not ready for it he did it as good as he could. He was supposed to take over the legal businesses and to support Ian in taking the crew. But no, after Faith he had to alienate himself from the family and make Damian step up for all. Damian was a nice man until then, well, he would party and throw away money on things he did not need but he had no cravings for blood in the past. He had to lose himself to become the beast.

        But now things had changed, he had someone to make him fill the emptiness and not with blood but with love. He was driving like crazy, swerving into the traffic, he was angrier then never and he had to let it out before he would do something he would regret. He had to get as fast as he could to the warehouse and make it all go away. Flashes from the night of Faith’s death were coming back, the pain and the grief were adding to his enlarged fire. His heart was pumping hard, his eyes were bloodshed; his hands were white from clenching the steering wheel so hard and his teeth were gritting. God forgive the person that will stay in his way.

        Arriving at the warehouse he stepped into his office, he threw is coat on the floor, opened his tie and started trashing everything he saw there, starting with the bottles of alcohol and glasses. Then he continued with breaking the coffee table and the shelves, after that he continued throwing fists at his desk until his knuckles started bleeding but he felt nothing, just more anger, continuing to break everything he started throwing his chairs into the glass walls but because they were made out of bullet proof materials the glass cracked but it did not break.

        Nothing was enough, why was he the one to be blamed for wanting to save her. He loved her the most, they had a special bond, she was the only reason he was sane in that family. To be raised in the mafia is not an easy thing and she was the fresh breath of air he needed when feeling down. No he needed more blood to keep the beast at bay and his was not enough. He went to the dungeon and started going through the cells and none of them were worthy, all of the men in there were either beaten up or to scared for their life to fight him. He then went to his men that were training. “I want all six of you to fight me now!” The man knew that when he was like that they should not question it and to listen to the orders.

        “Boss, you should change in something else and as usual? Without weapons?” Damian nodded and started taking his clothes off, remaining only in his boxers. Then he stepped into the circle that the men had formed. At first none of them dared to throw the first punch, they had found it the hard way that he was going to take that and use it against you. Not having too much patience for the circling and the staring contest the younger of them threw his leg aiming at Damian’s ribs but he saw it and caught it seeing that all the man started throwing punches left and right because they knew if they did not help the younger one he would end up with his leg broken or worst.

        Punches and kicks were flying everywhere but the problem was that most of them were given by Damian and the men one by one fell to the ground. Most of them with broken noses and ribs but two of them, the younger one and fatter one that could not move as fast as others were the worst. With multiple broken bones, blood flooding threw their noses and their mouths. Damian only had a couple of broken ribs, his knuckles bleeding and bruises all over his body but most of the blood that was on him was not his. Seeing that he regretted doing it but he was still angry and had a lot more to give, as usual. “Call the doctor to take care of you and I will come tomorrow to give you the bonus!” Said Damian with a cold voice. The rest of the man that watched the match with eager eyes nodded in unison and left in an instant, they did not want to be next.

        Damian took his clothes and went to take a shower and change. While all of this was happening Elle was getting a phone call to come to the warehouse urgently to tend to the wounded ones. She was still awake, not being able to close her eyes after the night’s rollercoaster, hoping to find a way to help Damian and to make his pain go away. At first she was scared, what could have happened? Have they been attacked? A million of questions were going threw her head, but the most important one was: was Damian one of the wounded? At the warehouse she bumped into Ann. “Hey what happened here? What is it with this men?” Ann was also called to come and help with the wounded. Normally if there were no people to be tended to there would only be the nurse who would stay and if necessary a doctor would be called.

        “I don’t know, all I could get out of these six is that Damian went all beast on them and that they don’t mind because they would get a big compensation. Whatever that means.”And she rolled her eyes. Elle was worried, on one hand if he wasn’t there that meant that he was fine but on the other hand something had to be very wrong to make him do that. She quickly assesses the wounds and makes haste so she could see Damian. She was so worried. Most of the men were patched up; most of them had casts on and were given drugs to numb the pain and to make them more comfortable.

        “Hey, Ann! Are you good? I need to see Damian and make sure he is alright.” Ann looked around and nodded. “Go, I can handle it from here. Call me if you need anything.” Elle got a bag of supplies and made her way to his office hoping to find him there. After she left the nurse came near Ann and with a snickering voice she said. “Since when you two talk like that about Damian, like you two are friends with him. And how come she is so worried about him? It’s not like he ever gets hurt, he always wins.” Ann was angered by those comments. “You better close your mouth and move your hands more. It’s none of you business, meddler.” “Shies, it’s not like it’s a big deal if you both f*cked him.” Said the nurse annoyed and continued her work.

        Elle arrived at the office and when she saw the destruction in it her worries multiplied. Everything was torn and broken. There were the two men that earlier in the week did not want to let her in. They recognized her and with an all-knowing look pointed to another door that was at the other end of the corridor. Elle thanked them and they gave her a faint smile. Elle was in front of a large metal door that had also been assaulted; she could see the traces of fist coming out. She softly knocked at the door but no response was heard. She knocked for a second time. “Get the f*ck out!” A roaring Damian spoke behind the closed door.

        Elle took a breath and went in. The room was dark and poorly maintained, with a small couch, a table, some chairs and an adjacent bathroom. Damian was on the floor in a corner with his shirt opened, hair wet and pants unbuckled. He raised his head and was about to beast out when he saw Elle’s worried eyes. “What are you doing here?” He got up and went to her. “I was called because some men needed medical attention. I later found out you maybe the cause of it and here I am to patch you up.” She pointed at her bag. He loved her so much, she did not ask anything else, she did not fight him over this and she did not reject him over this. But the nagging question was still there. Will she leave him after she finds out the truth about how he was not able to protect Faith?       

        He was looking at her with loving eyes, either way he knew that she was strong enough to be his equal and even if she tries to run from him he won’t let her, she was his now. “Come on baby; let’s go home, I want to talk to you about something.” It was funny how now he thought of his house as a home since Elle was coming with him. But she stood her ground and did not let him pass her. “No, I need to clean the wounds and to see if you have any broken bones.”

         “Look, I will let you do whatever you want to me but let’s get home. It’s late and I am tired and I want to talk to you about something important.” She nodded, took her bag and his hand and made him lean on her. He smiled at her, she was more then he deserved and he knew it. “My car or yours?” Asked Elle without turning her head to him. “Yours, mine is at the other end of the warehouse.” Elle nodded and went through the clinic and then to the car. Ann gave her a knowing look and a half smile while the nurse was killing her with her look and drooling over Damian’s body wanting to trade places with Elle and be the one he leans on.

        The entire way Elle looked straight ahead and did not glance at him, in her head she was making like any other woman a thousand scenarios, thinking that maybe he will break up with her or maybe he will try to kill other men or maybe… She may have been a virgin but blind she surely wasn’t, she knew that he has killed and maybe he will still do it but she hoped that somehow it was for a good cause. On the other hand Damian could not get his eyes of off her, how could he be so lucky to find this angel? He was determined to tell her all.

        As they arrived home Elle made her way with Damian leaning on her to the bedroom. She laid him on the bed and started dressing his face and his knuckles. Most of the wounds there were either bruises or small cuts that only needed to be decontaminated. After she carefully took his shirt of and started to examine him. Although she had seen him numerous times without his shirt on she did not notice his tattoos. He had one under his left arm on his biceps, some writing in a strange language, a weird beast looking wolfly on his right side and on his left was a beginning of a tattoo but it had only some green eyes and an outline a bit strange. She carefully bandaged his torso and then went to the kitchen to get ice. By the time she got back Damian was with his head in his hands and sitting on the edge of the bed.

        He hear her come in and took her hand, he kissed her fingers and said. “You’ve never asked me how I got into that accident and not even about Faith. Why?” Elle kneels in front of him, puts a hand on his face and looked at him calmly. “Because I know that you will tell me when you are ready and you will trust me enough. And about Faith, the look in your eyes told me all I needed to know, love and adoration.” He was proud of her. “You know the two stories are linked in more ways then you know.” “I figured.”

        “For you to understand I have to start from the beginning. A long time ago I was a reckless young adult, I did not care about anything, my family had money and I knew I could get out of everything. My father was busy with preparing my older brother to take the lead on the mafia and I was supposed to get my business degree and take over the legal ones. But as I said I was partying and not giving a f*ck about anything, I was young. My father was getting old and was pressuring me to finish my studies but I was too lazy to do it. As the tradition in the mafia families says, you can marry one of your daughters and her husband will become part of the family. The husband can take care of the legal business. Seeing I was not getting on track my family decided to marry my older sister, Faith.” Elle was a bit shocked, she had expected her to be some old lover. She stayed silent and listed carefully seeing how his expression was changing throughout the story from anger to love, to disappointment.

        “She was five years older than me and was Ian’s twin sister. She was so kind and loving; when mom was too busy for us she would take care and make us dinner, play with us or even help me with homework. She was like a second mother to us. Although we had nannies and the best teachers money could buy the way she saw the world and the things I learned from her were priceless. She was just like you, eager to help people, kind, a golden soul.” And he caressed her face.      

        “At first my father was the one who proposed the alliance but only because my mother was insisting what a great family would we become if my sister would marry one of her friends sons. We would become more powerful and she would have her daughter set with a good man, that is what she thought. In reality my sister was long time in love with one of our guards and they were seeing each other behind my family’s back. I was the only one she trusted to tell this and I loved her even more for this. I would help her escape and see him and she would cover for me when I did something wrong. When my sister refused to do this ahe offered instead to take over until I was ready. She understood why I was like that since I was always in the shadow of my brother and I felt like I was the second best.”

        “But my mom was set, she wanted my sister to get married, she was getting older. This is what she kept telling her, what a joke. And my brother kept pushing for his best friend to marry our sister and nagging our father. Thinking that with them set they could rule the world. At first my sister broke up with her lover and was devastated. She accepted our mother’s terms and left all the planning to her. I saw the light leave her eyes. The once lovely woman was now an empty shell. They had a big party to announce that they were getting married but actually my sister was signing her death. A couple of days after the party I went by their place and she would not receive me, I passed her guards and went in anyways. And when I got in I found her all bruised up, she had been raped by her own future husband. I was livid, I just wanted to kill him on the spot but she begged me not to. So I took her and got her a doctor. When she was checked she found out that she was pregnant but the child was her ex lovers. For the first time since she was forced into the arrangement she smiled.”

        “I told her ex love who was thrilled and I hid them and prepared their escape but my fault was that I told my brother what “his friend” did to her and he did not believe me. I told him about the baby and the fact that I was helping them to leave the country. He decided to go and tell our mother who told the fiancé and then all hell broke loose. I was saying goodbye to them when 3 cars full of armed people lead by our brother and that piece of s*it came and stormed through the house looking for my sister. We fought them but we were overpowered. That piece of s**t started hitting my sister in her belly so she would lose the baby. That is when our brother realized that what I had told him was true and tried to stop it. Another fight started, my sister’s lover got killed trying to protect her and my sister and her baby died trying to protect Ian and she took the bullet.”

        “She died in my arms, she made me promise to find love and to get the family out of this mafia s*it. She thanked me fore doing what I could and said that now she would be with her loved ones and waiting for me but not to come too quickly. After that I killed that son of a b*tch, he was trying to escape like a cowered and I was on my way to kill his entire family when I crushed. And you saved me, my angel.” And he kissed Elle’s tears away. “After that Ian was not the same man, I had to take over everything. But don’t worry I took my revenge on his family I skinned them alive and watched them beg for mercy, on by one with my own hands.” Elle flinched; he had no regrets doing it in his eyes. He realized that she was scared of him. “Baby, please don’t be scared of me.” And he tried to touch her but she retreated.

        In a fit of rage he started throwing punches in the wall behind him, he would kick with such force that he would leave bloody marks one after another. Elle was shocked; she knew he was dangerous, she knew it before she heard the story but now she knew why. “I knew I shouldn’t have told you! F*ck now you are going to leave!” She loved him too much already to see him how he harms himself; she could not bear seeing him like this. “Stop… I said STOP!” with teary eyes she looks at him, he looked like a monster, his face is distorted with anger, rage and fear… fear of losing her.