sorry i'm a shit daughter♡︎

𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊♡︎

"What?" she asked, confused as she followed after him towards his car.

He stopped at the driver's door and put his hand on top of the car, staring at her. "If you don't have any intention of killing me, then get in the damn car." He grabbed the handle, swinging open the door.

She stopped in front of the passenger door, "Why would I get in the car with someone I've never met before? And someone that could most definitely kill me if they wanted to?"

"Because, you might be helpful in the near future. And if my braindead siblings can't figure anything out, I might need someone who's decently sane. You seem sane enough."

"Sane enough that I just killed people with you?"

"To me that's more sane than anything," he shrugged, his voice was raised, though he wasn't shouting. "You can fight, which would normally make me suspicious. But, desperate times call for desperate measures, I guess." He paused, glancing down to the car. "Now get in the damn car before I change my mind. And so help me God, if you even make me think for one second that you might kill me, I will kill you. That's a promise that I intend on keeping." He got into the car and slammed the door.

Y/n sighed, doing the same. "I won't kill you if you don't try and kill me here, got it?" he asked, receiving a nod from Y/n. He nodded, starting the car, "Okay." He put the car into drive and pressed on the gas, starting to drive them to wherever they were going.

"Where are we going exactly?"

Five sighed, turning the car to another road, "My sister's apartment." He sighed, "If you can help me with what is going to happen here, I need you to trust me okay?"

She looked at him weirdly, confused as to why he was doing this. "Okay..."

"Great. By what I saw in there, you can fight well, which is- useful. You don't seem dumb, you seem to be able to figure things out decently quick," he paused, debating on what to say. "So, I'd say you aren't braindead, or, not completely anyway. But, if I'm going to take you with me here, it's ride or die. My family isn't a 'you-can-get-out-of-our-shit-easily family,' we're a 'you-can't-get-out-of-our-mafia-ass-family family' got it?"

"Did you just say mafia?"

"Yes, don't worry, you'll figure it out soon enough."

"I'm not joining the mafia by sitting in this car with you am I?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

He knew her expression, even if he wasn't watching her. "Technically, no. Not the real life mafia. If that was the case, I'd have to marry you or something. So, its a ride or die thing. And, I've known you a whole ten minutes and I'm trying taking you with me to this. I only know your first name, you aren't completely braindead, and you can fight well." He paused, sighing. "When you're in, there's no getting out of it unless we kick you out. Got it?" He didn't wait for her respond before continuing. "Great. Now, don't say anything too rude in front of my sister. She's the only decent one out of all of my siblings."

Y/n nodded, "Uh- okay." She wasn't going to lie, she thought that it would've been a lot harder to convince him to just have a talk with her, let alone tell her to come with her. At the rate we're going, I can take him to Mom and finish the mission in less than twenty-four hours.

"I will be keeping a close eye out on you. I'll only leave you alone with two out of three of my remaining brothers. Or with one of my two sisters, which will be rare to say the least." He sighed, turning down another street. "A few things you need to know about my family. And, yes, I will be telling them to keep a close eye out on you in case you do anything that makes any of us think that you're a threat.