Page 115 of Killian De Luca

He never gave a fuck about anyone but himself.

“You can’t pretend, Killian.” I stop walking. “Like it or not, you aren’t normal. Reign is dead-”

“Stop,” I demand, turning around slowly but he keeps going.

“And you’re still here, breathing. You need to be more grateful.”

“I said stop,” I say, my patience wearing thin and Reign’s heart racing.

“You won’t get her back. Time to start acting like a fucking man and get over it,” he finishes.

I lunge towards him and tackle him to the floor.

I straddle his hips and punch him in the face repeatedly.

“It’s your fucking fault!” I yell in his face. “You fucking killed her! It’s all your fault!”

My dad doesn’t punch back, instead he lies there and basically takes it.

“Killian-”

I start laughing like a maniac as I punch the life out of him.

It’s funny.

Ace De Luca and Killian De Luca, fighting.

dad and son.

He finally starts to guard himself.

All I can think about while punching him is Reign.

My fucking Reign.

It should have been him instead of her.

“I hate you,” I say as tears fall from my eyes.

My dad pushes me off and when I get off him, I take out my gun and aim it at his head.

He kneels on the floor, spitting blood out while I’m standing above him with a gun to his head.

My dad looks up at the gun and I see regret and worry all over his face.

“Enough, Killian.” I stay quiet, still holding the gun to his head. I never thought I’d see the day, Ace De Luca kneeling before me with a gun to his head. Reign’s heart races as I think about this. If I kill him, mom will never forgive me. Thalia will never forgive me. I’ll basically be exiled. “Think about this. You don’t want to do this, trust me.”

I push the gun against his head harder. “You know all the voices I’ve been hearing in my fucking head since I left the hospital. Everything is loud and I can’t fucking make it stop. The only way to make it stop is literally to kill myself.” I lean down to face him, and he looks up at me, his eyes tearing up surprisingly. “I will never forgive you. That dad role you had when I was five is gone. To me you werefuckingeverything. You’re dead to me and I will forever hate you.” I take the gun away from his head, but he doesn’t move or flinch. He looks up at me, his face pale. “Once my mom is dead, I’m kicking you out and you can live in one of your other estates. I’m only going to give one warning. If I see you in this house after my mom dies, I will kill you. I’ll burn you alive and make you wish you had a fast, easy death. I’ll be the one to say, 'Saluta Satana da parte mia' to you, Ace.”

I don’t wait for a response, instead I walk past him and go towards my room.

Who would have thought?

Ace De Luca, kneeling and pleading for me not to kill him.

Fifty-Six

Thalia