A Mob Bosses Daughter.(Original.)

Chapter Eight: Meetings Are Boring

After what seemed like an eternity of boring strategizing and discussing eventually everyone left the room. Why can't they make it less serious and add a bit of flavor or something to their discussions?

Well everyone left the room except Marco, Mig and I. I watch Mig as he stands up and walks towards the door but stops when he gets there and just leans against the wall and looks to the side thinking to himself "That's a nice wall." Trying to discract himself.

I see Marco take a deep breath and I can tell he's nervous even though he's hiding it very well. He walks around the black table and office chairs. "Do you want to meet your dad?" He asks, sitting down next to me. "Does he even know that I exist?"

I ask just staring him in the eye completely numb. For a while we sit in silence while Marco debates on what to say. "We informed him and I tried talking to him but he said he needed to see you and do a DNA test himself. It took awhile for him to even let me try and talk to him but if you're not ready we won't push it on you." Marco said, finally breaking the silence.

I debated in my head my thoughts going crazy, my face was showing nothing. "Let me read the file and I'll tell you when I'm ready." I say looking in his eyes trying not to let any of my internal emotions to seep out and show. Marco nodded and stood up.

I felt so exsposed they watched me, even if I knew someone had been watching me the whole time the feeling didn't change and it doesn't change even now. I know that there watching me, I can feel it.

This last year was weird. I was super depressed and I built up my walls and changed myself. I had internalized my feelings and stopped showing what I had left of them.

I stopped feeling almost completely and now I'm being swarmed by all of this. I knew some of it, but I pushed it aside just like everything else. I had questions but I didn't care enough about them, my subconscious mind had known about this, but I kept it buried not wanting to face the truth, and now here I am having no choice but to confront it.

The people here had seen me cry in front of them and had seen me when I was home alone in my room; laughing, crying, singing, dancing, talking to myself while I made up random scenarios.

They saw me at my current lowest and highest points and my head couldn't believe it, it didn't want to believe it. I remembered having my alter egos with me, inside of me, holding on knowing I could escape into one of them if I needed to.

I could run away and change my identity into one of them and write out their life story and pretend it was mine and change myself completely.... It was a lot more complicated than that but that was also plan Z.

Still in my own thoughts Mig picks me up without another word and carries me out and to my room. "Hey Mig." I grip onto his shirt with tears filling my eyes from being too overwhelmed.

He hums as a response. "Why." I ask looking down, tears threatening to escape my eyes. "Why what?" He opens the door to my room and starts walking me to my bed

"Never mind, can I just be left alone." I say closing my eyes hiding everything I was feeling. I felt his muscles move. My brain registering it and decrypting it tell me he was nodding. He set me on my bed and walked out the room without another word.

I looked around my room for cameras and inspected the room closely from ceiling to floor. Once I realized I was alone and wasn't being watched I finally broke down.

Tears pouring down my face for finally everything of the last year caught up to me. Personal problems and the pain that I've kept hidden came rushing to me.

"I know my life wasn't the best but I was dealing with it just fine. I had it better than a lot of people, I always had what I needed, and Marco needed an heir which he could have just asked his other family! He didn't need me, even if they do hate him! He could have passed on his gang/mafia or whatever you wanna call it to someone in his gang! I was doing just fine on my own!" I say finally breaking down in the safety of my room.