The Fire Behind The Smoke

Who else gets that feeling deep down in their stomach that something disastrous is about to occur?Well, that is how I am feeling right now and it just won't go away! How do I explain this? Perhaps I am just worrying too much. Nothing is going to happen. It is just my mind trying to play tricks on me.I open my phone to see two missed calls from Matteo.Why would Matt call me? We haven't spoken in like six months ever since we broke up. What could he want to say?I contemplate on whether to call him back or not.On one hand, he is the ex I still haven't gotten over since he broke up with me.And on the other hand, I am curious as to why he is calling after six months, two weeks and three days.Yes, I'm counting.Everything happened so fast. I still don't know how the most popular guy in school asked me o

MorganI jump up from the bed, breathing heavily with my chest moving up and down rapidly. I just had another of those terrible nightmares. They never seem to go away.The stupid nightmare again.I use my hands to feel around for the bed side lamp. After finding it, I switch it on. The time on the alarm clock says 3:15am.The day isn't even bright yet. I don't think I will be able to sleep again.I haven't been sleeping very well since a month now. Everyday I always have one of these terrible nightmares and they have really been affecting me. Even my performance in school is really dwindling. I do not know what is actually wrong.I feel thirsty so I make my way downstairs to the kitchen and make myself a cup of warm milk to calm my nerves down. After a while, I feel myself relaxing.

MorganI arrived in school in time before the first class started. Mrs. Rossi, our natural sciences teacher entered the class as soon as it was time for her class. She is always so punctual to class that sometimes we wish she would just fall sick one day and not appear to teach us.As she was teaching, my hands move to my wavy chestnut brown hair as I start to roll it with my fingers. It was an habit I picked anytime I felt nervous and I was nervous.I twist my head slowly around the class and quickly turned it back when I realized that I was face to face with the last person I wanted to see. Dante!My mind drifted back to what happened between us yesterday.***************************After I heard the sudden movement, I slowly turned around praying that it would be just a random person but my prayers were unanswered when my eyes settled on Dante, the class

Don, mi dispiace. We could only get him to confess who the guy was and his Mafia. He refused to say anything else. The Capo spoke, bowing his head in uncertainty. He was in front of the Don of Camorra Mafia. The Mafia he belonged to.I have always known that you were very useless. What I did not know was that you are also foolish! The man referred to as Don thundered angrily.How could you let him die just like that! So peacefully! You could have tortured him so severely that he would have had no choice but to tell you the whole truth! You could have given him a pair of cement shoes! But no! You let him off so easily! I will never forgive you for this!He threatened pointing his index finger at the Capo with a very angry expression on his face.Now I have no choice but to make your brother the Underboss! This was a test! But you

Somewhere In Another PlaceWhat the Camorra Mafia has done is unforgivable! We have tried to tolerate them enough! They have called war upon themselves! We are going all out for war!The beast thundered angrily.Sotto!!A man steps forward immediately, bowing his head to the ground. It is the rule of the Mafia never to look at the boss in the face.Send them a message job immediately!! Sì Boss!He step back almost in the same way to his former position in alignment with other mafiosos. One of them had just been killed. And it would not be taken lightly!Even though Stefano was just an associate and he had not being asked to take the vow of omertà, he was still one of them.When it became known that he was murdered by a rival Mafi