Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
They rigidly exchanged wedding rings and loud applause came from the audience – at least from those who cared to clap.
“By the power of your love and commitment, and the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and…. bam!”
That was when chaos broke out.
It Was Too Late
Rhea finally understood why the Joker relished chaos because as that bullet pierced through Big Joe’s head, blood splattering across her white wedding dress and giving it another color, she could hear a glorious sound in the background.
The song of victory!
Who knew chaos was this liberating? The classical music, Fantaisie Impromptu by Chopin played in her head as she stood taken by the scene before her.
Perhaps she must have finally lost it because Rhea was stuck in a world of her own admiring the violence as screams reverberated from all corners and the wedding arena became a center of disaster in the twinkle of an eye.
People screamed, running helter scatter for their lives as bullets flew from all directions while Rhea stood bravely in the middle of the chaos unscathed. It was almost as if she was a goddess, invisible and shielded from the disasters these greedy humans bring upon themselves until someone grabbed her.
She gasped, rousing back to reality.
“What the hell are you doing?! We have to run now!” Cassie was the one who came to her aid.
“Oh, right,” Rhea finally remembered what she was supposed to do with this major disaster. It was time to leave this hell hole forever.
Rhea shot one last look at Big Joe, at least, his dead body. With that hole in between his head with blood pouring out, not even the world’s best doctor can save him from the cold hands of death. Rhea didn’t feel remorse for his death, he wanted to ruin her future but he got ruined instead.
…..
Karma was a bad bitch.
But then, It wasn’t a question of who shot Big Joe, rather it was a matter of what was going on? It seems there was big dissension among the Red Giant gang because they were shooting at each other.
This made it much harder to run because they had to be careful not to be caught in a crossfire or let a stray bullet hit them. And it was worse with Rhea’s fitted wedding gown, the ruffles made it harder to run and she couldn’t remember the number of times she stumbled on her way.
“Come on!” Cassie urged her.
Unfortunately, Rhea had other plans like escaping here now and forever. So she purposely lingered behind and the unsuspecting Cassie who was desperate to get away from here went ahead.
Seeing that her plan worked, Rhea hitched her wedding dress up and bearing the layers in her hand turned to run away only to bump into someone and the both of them fell to the ground.
Rhea was still on the floor when the man lifted his furious eyes to look at her and recognition set in those eyes. Oh no, this can’t be good, her heart skipped a beat.
“It’s you! The bitch that caused his death,” the man hissed, recognizing her to her fear.
Rhea didn’t need to be told that the man she was referring to was her would have been husband, Big Joe, if he hadn’t been gunned down.
Without warning, Rhea tried to run for her life but the man seemed to have predicted that reaction because he pinned her to the ground at once.
“Let go of me!” She tried to push him off her all to no avail. The man was quite strong and heavy.
But that was not the end of it, her eyes widened in fear when the man took something out of his pocket and the object reflected with a glint in the sunlight.
Oh no.
It was a dagger.
“This is vengeance for Big Joe!” The man shouted and was about to bring the dagger down on her stomach when something hit him on the head from behind and he collapsed to the side.
With her chest heaving, Rhea never thought she would one day be very happy to see Cassie.
“I told you we have to go, now!” She chided Rhea, stretching her hand for her to take which Rhea did, and was helped up to her feet.
“Thank you,” Rhea breathed.
“Save that for later, we have to leave now!” Cassie took off and Rhea didn’t need to be told to follow her lead.
If one of Big Joe’s underlings tried to kill her because they believed that she was the cause of his death. Who knows what the rest of them would do to her if she stumbles upon them by mistake. They would tear her apart. For now, she had to follow Cassie and find a safe route out of here.
Cassie went back to the house and if the outside was a battlefield, the inside was a slaughterhouse. Numerous bodies lay on the ground and there were still some trying to defend themselves. Both parties didn’t pay much attention to them and thanks to that distraction, they were able to sneak away to that room.
It was the same room where Rhea used to receive visitors before the wedding started and it was easier to access since it was the floor level.
Cassie made sure to lock the door while Rhea leaned against the dresser table, trying to catch her breath. They were safe here for a while.
She asked Cassie without turning around, “What the hell is going on there?”
That wasn’t Elijah else he would have snuck her out already. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t manipulate or foresee the events leading to these moments. Rhea felt dizzy trying to think, she has never been able to predict Elijah’s ways. Where was he? What was he up to?
“Kenith escaped from his prison, won over some of Big Joe’s men that he convinced to start a revolt,” Cassie explained, ambling over to her.
Rhea stared at her reflection in the mirror, her brows furrowed. Kenith was the one who killed Big Joe? This was obvious retaliation for putting him in prison.
With seventy percent of the gang favoring Kenith over Big Joe, Rhea always had a feeling a revolt would happen one day and it seemed him – Big Joe – putting him in prison finally set the motion off.
However, if Kenith killed Big Joe, why did he spare her life when he could have easily killed her as well and have his revenge on her for bringing him down. Unless….
Shit.
It dawned on Rhea but it was too late, a garrote curled around her neck as Cassie choked her.
She would Die
Rhea realized she fucked up at the last minute. There had been the signs and even warnings from Ashley, Rose, and Chelsea, but Cassie had deceived her by her goodwill. No, she let herself get deceived by Cassie’s pretense. No one was to blame but herself.
“W-what -?!” Rhea was not able to speak properly with that chord wrung around her neck because she was beginning to suffocate.
“You don’t know how much I’ve been waiting for this moment,” Cassie sneered, a sadistic smile at the corner of her lips as she grabbed the end of the garrote and tightened the chord to cause more bodily harm.
Rhea turned purple as she struggled for air. She could feel a bunch of pain and her breathing was deep and fast. Rhea saw her life flash before her life and a bitter smile crossed her lips, in the end, she died miserably.