Juno and Venus grew up dependent on themselves and themselves only. What happened when they end up moving to Italy and have to protect those in the Italian mafia?
Will there be time for new friends and new loves? Or will their demons come back to ha...
"C'mon...Goldfish? Seriously that's it?" I was searching through my car for snacks before my race started since I was hungry and mostly bored.
"Thank you Lordie." I pulled out a chocolate bar from my glove compartment and found a magazine about cars too, so I decided to sit on the hood of my car and watch the crowd and Venus' race.
I had just seen her take off from the starting line but beforehand, I had seen her talking to Carlos. I also saw him break down (literally), not a pretty sight to say the least. V would either be pissed at him, or she'd hate herself and with the look she had going into her car, I'd say she was more than angry at herself.
I had a feeling this night wasn't going to end well for anyone so I decided to accept the chaos with open arms and just take what was coming to me one step at a time.
Cali and Karri had gone off to, in Karri's words, "Get drunk and have fun". I sent Cali with her to make sure she didn't die, I was now regretting it since I was all by myself with no alcohol either.
I groaned as I sat on the hood of my car criss crossed, aimlessly flipping through pages of my magazine.
It had been about 10 minutes when I heard people approaching me. Out of instinct, I pulled out a butterfly knife from my pocket and flicked it open, spinning it around in one hand while getting a hand full of Goldfish in the other.
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(Butterfly Knife ^^)
The footsteps or should I say stomping, abruptly stopped in front of me and I realized who it was.
"What can I do for you bo-"
I was cut off with Angelo abruptly yelling at me,
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR SISTER." that's when I glanced up to the fuming hormonal group of teen boys which included all of the Bianchi's and their little friends. Minus Lucas, Emiliano, Jordi and Carlos.
Luca was smart enough to realize what I was prepared for and eyed the knife in my hand carefully but didn't say anything as he glanced back at me.
In this situation, if ANY other person pulled this stunt, I would normally get up and beat their asses until they couldn't breathe. I might be more warm hearted than my sister but I won't stand for blatant disrespect. But, with the fact that this is Gio's grandson that I also have to protect, I'll let it slide just this once.
I simply looked up at him with a confused expression as the rest of the guys looked like there was smoke curling out of their ears.
Sergio was about to say something when I brought my hand up.
"Now, is anyone here willing to explain to me how this has anything to do with me specifically?" I said calmly as I looked them all in the eyes continuing to spin around my butterfly knife in one hand.
