Page 81 of Something Borrowed

“Fuck.” I growl.

Mas storms over to me and tries to grab the broken bottle from my hand. I move to the side and duck away from him.

“Rufino you have to leave before the cops get here. They’ve already been called. They gave us a head start as a courtesy to the family, but they are on the way.”

“Let them come.” I laugh. “Let them try and take me.”

“You’ve lost your mind.” Tuomo says, trying to grab my arm.

I’m seeing two of both of them which is amusing because they’re already identical twins and now there are four of them swaying back and forth in front of my vision. I point at their blurred faces and mock them with my anger.

“Grab him, we have to drag him out. We can’t be attracting this much attention.” Mas mutters to Tuomo.

He steps close to me and I swing my fist.

He wasn’t expecting it and with one shot I send him flying backwards.

“You mother fucker.” Tuomo hisses and comes running at me. His shoulder slams into my chest and all the air of knocked from my lungs. I gasp, fighting confusion for a moment, then I start beating my elbow into the back of his head until he lets me go.

He flies at me again, angry and over my shit by the looks of things.

But I’m not backing down. I hate them.

I hate them for what they did.

I hate them more than I hate her father because I expected more from my family.

A mistake I will never make again.

The fight grows steadily more violent.

Masaccio tries to step in between us, and I fling the broken bottle at his face. It cuts him across the cheek before it splinters into pieces behind him.

My hand is bleeding, but I don’t know what from. When I grab Tuomo around the throat, the blood dripping between my fingers makes it slippery and sticky.

Tuomo is on his back, lying on the floor beneath me. I now have both of my hands wrapped around his throat, and his eyes are bulging from his head.

His lips are turning blue. The panic in his eyes is more than satisfying. It’s perfect.

I squeeze tighter.

Masaccio leaps onto my back, clawing at my throat, locking his elbow around my neck and trying to pull me away from our brother.

“You’ll kill him.Stop, Rufino.” Masaccio screams against my ear.

“I’ll kill both of you.” I scream back, my eyes narrowing with determination. My arm muscles ripple as I try to break Tuomo’s neck with the weight of my body.

Masaccio presses something against the side of my throat and a million volts of lightening snap through me like sharp blades of ice. My body convulses and spasm - completely out of my control. I fall to the side.

Tuomo is no longer beneath me. I am leaning against the floor fighting for air while every muscle in my body screams at me.

The pain of being tasered is dark.

A grin spreads across my face and I wipe the spit away from my lips.

“Again.” I turn towards Masaccio. “Do it again”

This time the taser knocks me out.

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