Chapter 57

JOAQUIN

I loved her, no not past tense but present tense, I love her.

She was the only woman who made me feel like this way like my shitty life could somehow change, and I was ready, to change.

To become a batter man. To leave my terrible life behind and start a fresh. A good life without violence, without blood shed without my father but then life was never easy was it?

I killed Rocco, I mean sure the motherfucker deserved it and it gave me pleasure to kill him but doing that had brought all of this shit in front of me.

I gazed at the rusty place they held me in.

It had been days since I ate anything, not that I would stomach any food with the sight in front of me.

The blood and gore, a body sprawled up from the ceiling like it was nothing.

Like it was a bloody sack of potatoes and not a living thing. They had done it in front of me, made sure I got to witness each and every layer of skin they pulled from the body.

My screams had been nothing to them and how could they?

We were train