Here I was, in a vivid dream running and running, cold air hitting my face, loud gunshots ringing in my ears and bullets flying all around my body and I ran; I ran until I could barely breathe and my legs were aching.
A man came out of nowhere, aiming a gun with a sliencer at me, a wicked smile on his face.
"Goodbye, princess." The man said, a wicked smile still dancing on his face.
Somehow I manage to answer within this fucked up dream.
"It's Queen, you bitch." His smile drops.
"Say hello to your family and friends for me when you go to hell will ya?" He questions with a smirk on his face and he shoots his gun.
DREAM OVER
I sit up in bed, drenched in sweat. I run my hands through my hair pulling it back.
'What the fuck was that?!'
I jump off the bed and my feet hit the bare, cold wood floor.
"I need to release some energy, I haven't had dreams like that in forever," I mutter under my breath.
I walk into my closet and find my sports bra and some leggings with my black Nike trainers.
I walk out of my room to the kitchen and find a water bottle to fill up. Walking out I see the time 4:00 am. Damn. Stupid ass dreams.
Walking into the gym I find the punching bag and wrap my hands. I finish wrapping my hands and step up to the bag.
Punch
Kick
Slap
Hit
Punch
The bag drops to the ground and powder starts to quickly fall out and onto the clean floor. Whoops. I hear clapping behind me and see Leonardo and Alexandra.
"What are you guys doing here?" I question in a cold tone while wiping sweat off of my forehead.
They stare back at me not answering. You know what fuck this. I walk out not waiting for an answer and head to my room to take a shower.
—— Time skip ——
Getting out of the shower. I head towards my closet to find a trendy outfit to go out shopping today. Sitting on my stool I have a full view of my entire closet. I decided on a cute cropped top and some sweatpants with a flannel.
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Walking out of my room door, I keep my head held high and head towards to kitchen. Before I enter I hear low whispering, "Non possiamo parlarle della mafia, finche non e suo agio con noi. Ok?" (We can't tell her about the mafia, until she is comfortable with us. Ok?)
After hearing that, I make my entrance and see everyone sitting around the counter. Walking around I look for a mug in the cabinet.
"If you need help finding something just fucking ask for it, you can't ignore us forever!" Someone yells.
I turn around and see everyone glaring at Stefano. I look at him dead in the eyes and tilt my head slightly. I slowly take a step forward keeping my glare on him. Walking around the counter I see him shiver under my glare and slowly lean back. Through my peripheral vision I can see Adriana trying to calm down Leonardo by rubbing his hands softly.
I lean towards Stefano and say, " First off I advise you to simmer down because your at a 10 and I need you at a 2 yes? Secondly don't fucking yell at me ok? Disrespect me and I'll do a lot more than scare you. Brother or not Si? Lastly, You have no right to say anything to me because if I recall correctly I was the one sent away yes?" I finish off in a deadly tone.
He rolls his eyes at me and the next thing he says makes me want to snap his neck.
" Watch it brat! I will hurt you cause I sure can do worse than what you can." He says with a smirk on his face. Spit covers my face and I blink slowly making my eyes turn black. I want to wipe that smirk off his face so bad. He's gone to far, I'm so fucking done with his attitude.
"What the hell happened to you when I was gone? Why are you acting so fucking annoying, like you hate me. Is that why? Am I your sister or just a girl living in your household?" I say calmly with a devil's look in my eyes.
"Your not my family. You should've never came back." He snaps at me.
"Your right." I say bluntly
I could clearly see the shock on his and everyone else's face as I said that but I just ignored and kept going.
"Your right Stefy I'm not your family. Not the one you used to know anyway. She's dead. But, i wonder why she's dead? Did something happened to her?" I question in a sarcastic tone.
"The minute that my siblings and parents hated me and sent me away to the walkers. She died the minute you guys walked away. That little 3 year old girl had no clue how to live her life the minute mommy and daddy decided it wasn't safe for me to live here anymore. I mean double standards at its finest am I right?"
Do you know how it feels to be sent away from your family, to believe that you were hated. And then, oh my fucking god I seem to keep forgetting I got kidnapped, beat, tortured hmm what else, what am I forgetting oh yeah duh! RAPED!" They all had tears streaming down their faces and looked guilty but I wasn't done.
I continued, "I was left alone in a world where no one looked after me except for my 2 'parents.' Where I became a slave after getting kidnapped. So your right, I'm not your family anymore. I have 2 real parents and a bestfriend. Nobody fucking else.
I'm not that 3 year old who believes in the tooth fairy and all that shit. I mean i might have, that's beside the point. Anyways, I'm an independent woman who has been through so many ducking things that you would probably not even be able to survive through. Cut the bullshit ok?" I finish off in a mad tone.
"Why do you think you guys never got calls from the Walkers. I went mute after I escaped from being kidnapped. I didn't start talking till I met Noah. A 14 year old, that was bullied because my 'family' gave me away. I learned to look after my self with only 3 people in my life.
So, don't give me that bullshit. Am I forgetting anything?" I say while lightly tapping my chin then continuing, "Oh wait shit, I keep forgetting my dead 1-year-old daughter. Can't forget about her. The times I tried to commit suicide. The things that have happened in the past 14 years while you were gone is how I am today. I had 3 people and it sure as hell wasn't any of you."
I look around the room and see everyone staring at me with guilt and hurt in their eyes.
"Well, are we going shopping or not?" I yell while walking out the door towards the garage.
I walk towards one of their many cars and get in seeing everyone piling in while looking at me with pity and hurt.
"Well this will be an eventful ride, am I right?" I mutter under my breath looking out the window.
