78 The Fast & The Furious VI : A Glimpse Of Darkness (1/2)

Kira was pissed, but to be honest halfway through her tirade it became obvious she wasn't really angry, she was just worried. And I couldn't say anything in my defense, if I was in her shoes I would probably be just as pissed. After a few seconds that felt like hours to me, she grabbed my jaw and turned my head to the side, maybe a little harder than was even necessary.

”We need to get that cleaned up, are you feeling okay? Did these guys hurt you?”

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(Hurt Him? Hah! You Guys Should Go Back Into Those Tunnels And See The Pile Of Bodies The Boss Left In His Wake, He Was Like The Grim Reaper! Of Course He Had Help From Yours Truly. But Damn Lady That's Some Nice Ass You've Got Over There, How About You Come Put It On My Cushy Leather Seats So That I Could Warm Them Buns Up For Yah. ????????????????)

What the hell? My car is pervert. Also he seemed capable of displaying images on his body, if not why the hell will there be a giant winking emoji on his bonnet. I looked at the car and then back at Kira, almost completely sure that she would strip him down for parts and then insert the AI's chip in an old ladies vibrator...that's t worse torture I think he could go through, but knowing Kira she could come up with worse ways to torture him.

I felt a hand touch my face, and looked down to see Ron looking up at me. For a moment he seemed so calm, and then.

”Wahhhh! Wahhhhh!”

It was the single most terrifying sound I've ever heard in my life, and it was intense. The kid just saw me bloody, it was easy for everyone to come to the conclusion that he was sad his father got hurt. I quickly pulled my shirt off, leaving my upper body bare as I used my jacket and shirt to clean the blood stains off myself as much as I could. Kira was alreadytrying to get him to calm down, but it wasn't working. I threw the bloodied clothes away and out of sight, and prayed to the high heavens that I was no longer as bloody as I was before.

”hey little man, look at me, come on Junior look at daddy. I'm alright okay, daddy's fine it was just a little scratch, see, all clear.”

Ron looked back at me hiccupping a bit as he grabbed my jaw in much the same manner his mom did a few minutes ago, and looked at my wound. This bratty kid is a little too smart for his age, if he looked at the wound, then he would still see blood, but what he said next shocked me so hard that I almost fell.

”The wound is going away, there's no blood anymore.Don't like blood, blood bad.”

Well I'll be damned, the son of a mafia boss is a pacifist...I guess I should start finding ways to get the Wade family legit, unless Ron gets a taste for being bloody, he can't handle this side of our family. It might have just been simple words, but with the fierce look in Kira's eyes, I knew I would be making the same decision my grandfather and mother made over my own future.

Ron must absolutely not know about the dark side of the Wade family, about my dark side. If my son wants to live his life in the light, free, happy and without blood in his path, then that's what I'm going to give to him. No matter what, I'll make sure he remains happy and safe and away from conflict for all of his life.