Apparently, this guy was involved in the Mafia, like my parents. However, he was an enemy of theirs and was likely involved in the slaughter of my parents. I close my eyes and relive the moment I found my family dead. Looking at the photo, I grimace, realizing that the man looks a lot like the one that stepped out of the room with a gun, I now realize, in one hand, all those years ago. Wow, it's really him. This is gonna be great, I grin. It's been a long time coming, killer.
After class, I sneak outside. I need to get ready. This is going to change my life. I'm going to do it tonight, but before that I need to create a plan.
I take a deep breath. Okay. It's time. First, I gotta tell Matthias I'm going out. "Matthias! I'm going out," I call. "Okay! Have a good time, Alexei!" He shouts back from the kitchen. I sigh. Matthias doesn't know what I'm about to do, and I don't intend to tell him. It's better if he just thinks that I'm going to a party. His life is already complicated. Also, what would he think of me if I told him what I'm doing right now? It couldn't be anything good.
I grip the rifle in my hand and stare into the scope. I look through the window of the target's house and decide to wait for him to pass by. A clean hit to the side of the head will get the job done—but is that even okay? This is illegal. I could get sent to juvie—just like Vance. I pause. Wait—that doesn't sound too bad. I'd be with Vance. Vance is nice. He's coming back soon. Agh, get out of your head! You can't screw this up.
The target stands in front of the window. A few buildings away, I can see his silhouette. This is gonna be tricky. Aiming for the side of his head, I take a breath and pull the trigger. Thanks to the silencer, I'm the only one that can hear the gunshot.
There's no way for me to see whether I succeeded or not. Tomorrow I'll go find the guy who hired me and let him know I did it, unless he already knows.
I come home at around midnight. Matthias is on the couch, watching a movie. I sit down to join him, drained from the day's events. My mind goes back to earlier. I thought it would feel a lot worse. Turns out I can take this better than I realized. I pause, looking at the TV. One of the dinosaurs in the movie chases a screaming man into the woods. Sighing, I return to my thoughts. Do I really want to live my life like this? How far am I willing to go for complete revenge?