When I was a kid, there was this asshole who constantly got in my way. Bullied me constantly, stole from me, got in way all the time. He’d steal opportunities I wanted, make out with my crushes right in front of me, and I can’t count the amount of times he beat me down into the dirt.
He was bigger, stronger, more resourceful and no matter what I tried, he’d always get the upper hand. Until one day I had enough and asked my father for help.
Even back then I knew what my old man did, heard the whispers in dark places and figured he could help put the fear of god into this little shit. He listened to my plea for a few moments, clipped me a good one before shaking his head.
‘No son of mines getting the easy way out. Gino, you want something done about the little shit, you do it yourself.’
The cycle would continue for a long while, he’d be a thorn in my side. I’d break down and ask the old man for help and he’d just smack me one and tell me the same thing. Until one night I came home and the basement where he did his business was wide open.
My curiosity got the better of me and as I slowly slipped downstairs, I saw my father alongside a few of his business associates all standing around the little shit.
Kid was tied up, terrified and bloodied. My old man didn’t even look at me when I came in, he just reached into his pocket, handed me his gun and said the same thing he always said.
‘You want something done Gino, you do it yourself.’
And just like that little shit all those years ago, you’ve been a thorn in my side that I can’t abide no longer Kane.
I warned you months ago to keep your nose out of my business but you had to keep digging. You had to sniff around where you didn’t belong and not only fuck with me but my family too. Because of you, my businesses are tanking. Because of your meddling, my family is starting to talk about me not being good enough anymore.
I gave you the chance to walk away Kane, and you ignored it. So I’m going to handle this the only way I know how.
It’s funny, everyone says taking a life is hard, that it rips a little part of your soul away but it’s always been easy for me. Ever since that little shit in the basement, it’s been a pleasure whenever I have to 86 a fool who deserves it.
Normally I don’t have to resort to such measures but bitch, you walked into a dangerous game you ain’t got collateral to play.
You fucked with my way of life, you fucked with my family and you fucked with me. This ain’t business cunt, this is pure pleasure.
And just like all those years ago, when I pull this trigger and send you down to sleep with the fishes,
I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.