It Starts With One

A Boondock Saints

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Boondock Saints. I only own my character Autumn and any story lines that I add.

Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long for an update. I had to work on my senior project but now that it as all out of the way, I can continue to update daily. Thanks to eXsTorDiNaRiLy InViSiBlE, ILuvOdie, JokerSmile, brykn, and pa!g3 for reviewing. Oh and I kind of forgot about how their apartment thing is so just kinda ignore the last part of the last chapter. It should get fixed at some point or whatever. Oh and one other thing, Vinzeno is not Vicenzo Lapazzi. Just kind of popped into my head and I didn't really notice how close they were until I actually wrote this... Anyways, enjoy.

Recommended Song: "You Are The One" By Shiny Toy Guns

Chapter 5

Murphy sat by my feet and placed a hand on my leg. I sat up and moved into his lap as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Forgive me for the monster I've become Murphy..." I said as I sobbed into his neck. "I don't have anyone left..."

Murphy held onto me tight and laced his fingers into my hair. "Shhh." He spoke softly. "You were able to stop. You're not a monster."

"You don't know how many I've killed... How many people I've shot. All the people I have taken from the world and their families. I don't know who they were or what they've done. I did it because I was told to. I was forced to." I spoke.

"Forced? Forced by who?" He asked. I moved away from his neck and took a deep breath. Connor was sitting on his bed listening as well.

"His name is Pietro Brizio." I said. "My family wasn't doing too well with being able to pay rent and the bills. We were lucky to have food on the table. My father was ill and my mom only had a part time job. My father was told of a man named Vinzeno and heard he could help us. He did of course, but at a price we couldn't pay. When my father died, my mother ran off and left the states. She left my two brothers and I to fend for ourselves and to pay a debt she knew she couldn't pay. Our oldest brother James was 20 and did the best he could to house, clothe, and feed us. Michael and I didn't get to see James too much because he would double shift in order to get more money. Vinzeno soon found out that my mother left and with no one else to pay the debt, he turned to James. Regardless of how much James worked, we would never have enough to pay him back. One night, they barged into our house and took Michael and I away from James. He took us into an alley way where no one would find us and tied our hands behind our backs. He pulled back the hammer of his gun and pointed it at Michael."

"Close your eyes." Michael said to me. "I Love you."

"I love you too..." I said as tears fell down from my eyes.

"Close them."

"I did what he asked and heard a bang go off. I heard a thump and started to scream. Another bang went off but I didn't feel any pain. I opened my eyes and saw the shooter fall lifeless to the ground and I started at his corpse in horror. I felt hands grab my bound wrists and started to scream."

"I will not hurt you." He told me.

"I hurried to my brother he was breathing but I could tell it caused him pain. I couldn't control my tears as I knew I could do nothing to save him..."

His eyes slowly faded as he tried to smile at me. "Don't cry for me..."

He weakly tried to wipe a tear.

"Don't leave me... I'll get you help."

"You need to get out of here." He spoke softly. "Leave this place."

"Please... don't leave me here"

"I'll always be with you... Find brother...I love you little sister."

"I did what he told me. I ran as fast as I could to the house. I didn't care about the man who had untied my hands or anything. I did what I was taught, I listened to my brother when he was in charge. I ran into our apartment and saw my brother James tied to a chair. Our house was destroyed and any valuables we had were taken. James was dead when I found him. He had been tortured and then shot. That is when Pietro offered me a deal I couldn't refuse. I wanted revenge. I wanted it so bad that I was blinded by that greed for blood. He tricked me just as Vinzeno has tricked my father."

Connor and Murphy stayed silent as I stared at the floor. I couldn't look at them.

"I lost both of my brothers for a man's greed. My brothers did everything they could to protect me. My mother decided nothing was worth it anymore. I was left alone without any family to have or trust or care for me." I explained.

"How old were you?" Connor asked.

"I was 13 when everything happened." I answered looking between the two. "He trained me until I was 18. I didn't kill anyone I was 19. I've been in this killing cycle for 5 years now. It never stops... He told me the only way I could repay my debt is if I kill these people for him. I swear though, I never knew this is what he wanted of me. I thought he was training just to kill Vinzeno. I just don't know what I can do anymore. If I don't do what they ask I'll be next. If I don't answer that phone tonight I will be in more shit that I am already in."

"You're not going anywhere Autumn." Murphy said looking at me as if I were crazy.

"They will come after me, as they will you, if I stay here." I said.

"He's right lass." I looked at Connor with disbelief as well. "We can't left you leave."

"The chat was lovely but I really need to get going." I said standing up and heading for the door.

"Will you wait please?" Murphy said as he grabbed my hand. I turned to him and sighed.

Don't look at the eyes. Don't look at the eyes. Don't...Damn.

His eyes begged me to stay. To hear him out and give him a chance.

"I'll leave you two be." Connor said and shut the door behind him as he went out for a smoke.

"When I first met you, I knew something was wrong. I didn't know what is was, but I knew you could mask your emotions well." Murphy said and I tried to keep my eyes to the floor. "Do you remember what I told you?" He asked as he put his hands on both sides of my face.

I looked at him with tear filled eyes. "I'll protect you." I whispered. "Do you remember what I told you?"

He smiled as he laughed a bit. "I think you've had to much to drink and I'm not interested." I smiled at him as he wiped a tear away. "Yet, here you are. You didn't deny my date when I came into the diner the next day." I shook my head as I laughed slightly.

"More like the the 7th time and it was because you wouldn't leave me alone." I smiled.

"And I always thought it was my charming looks and accent." I said. "But, that is beside the point. I meant what I said."

"Good... because I don't think I can do it alone anymore..." He kissed my forehead with those gentle lips and held me close.

"You're not alone anymore."

"What are we Murphy? I'm starting to get confused." I said looking up at him.

"I'd like to think you're mine... It was driving me insane thinking those late nights you were seeing other guys."

"Jealous Murphy?" I said raising an eyebrow.

"The thought of some other guy touching you... disturbs me." He said and I laughed at him.

"Have a soft spot for me do you?" He picked me up and laid me next to him on the bed. I snuggled up to his body and rubbed his neck with my nose.

We all laid down to go to sleep, but there was just one thing bothering me... One thing I had to know.

"Hey Murphy..."

"Yes?"

"There was something that I wanted to ask that has been bothering me..."

"Ask away." He responded. I sat myself up. I could only see this silhouette from the moonlight coming in when he turned the light off.

"When we got into that argument... You said that I don't really know you that well either. What did you mean by that?" I asked.

"Why don't we save that for another night." He said as he pecked my lips a couple times.

"If you're going to start that, go some place else or something." Connor spoke up from his bed. "I'm still scarred from the last time of hearing her all night."

"Shut up Connor!"

He chuckled and I laid back down and closed my eyes to sleep.

It was the first time in a long time that I felt safe. I was in Murphy's arm like I always wanted to be and didn't have to worry about getting the next phone call. If only this moment could last...