A story about you, Stormi Polibio, growing up with a mafia dad which is Mattia Polibio. Your mom died when you were 1 month old because she got shot at a grocery store robbery.
You have a very overprotective dad and 2 very overprotective uncles. Al...
S: is there any dessert, daddy? N: well- M: yes. Can you dessert pls. He said to a maid I looked at Nathan like "wtf". He smirked 🙄. Definitely a fuckboy
M: how do you feel about going to this year's mafia awards? S: like any other year. M: but your 14 now. Your aloud to speak in front of the crowd now. S: you know how I feel about being around a lot of people, daddy. I said playing with the frosting of my cake M: you have to. S: fine.I'm rolled my eyes M: it wasn't a choice He got up, took his and my plate to the trash N: wha- you know those are glass plates right... M: we have many more N: ok? S: I don't like him. I whispered to Enzo E: me neither. He whispered back ???: thank you for having us. He smiled M: np. Thank you for coming. He "smiled" back.. fake ass 🙄 My dad slapped my thigh S: thank you for coming... 🙄🙄 N: I hope I see you again. He winked at me M: watch it. S: I hope I don't
They left
M: your not gonna keep doing that. S: keep doing what? M: you always have an attitude. S: I wonder who I got if from? Kai: ur mom- M: stfu S: to bad I never met her. M: you have. S: I don't remember so I technically didn't. I glared at him M: give me your phone. S: nahh. Bye, dad. I was about to walk out the door M: where are you going S: somewhere 😑 M: guards
The guards grabbed me and took me to my room. Dumb asses. I can just climb through my window 😌. I tried opening my window but it wouldn't budge. It was unlocked but nothing...
M: mhm
I jumped
M: you can't get out. You can stop trying S: get out! M: no S: I hate you M: no you don't S: how old you know?! M: bc I know. Go to sleep. S: make me. M: why do you have to be so difficult! S: bc I am!
He grabbed my phone, iPad, laptop, everything
S: uh what are you doing? M: ur grounded S: what?! M: yes S: I did nothing! Why couldn't you die and not mom!
He stopped. He dropped all my stuff on my bed.
M: you have no idea of what I have to put up with everyday! I give you everything! I try to be nice! I try to make you feel better! I try to be a better dad! But you just treat me like shit! "What did Ido to you?!" Should be the question. Do drugs! Drink! Vape! Have sex! Get a boyfriend! Sneak out! I don't care anymore! Do whatever you want to make me feel like a good dad! Just at least be nice for one fucking day or act like you love me! Take your shit! S: I don't have to do anything for you... I started to tier up.
He grabbed a picture of me and him when we were younger and ripped it.
S: why would you do that?! M: is this how you feel about me?! Huh?! S: daddy?! M: is it?!
I bursted out crying
He dropped it then walked out slamming the door after I screamed as loud as I possibly can then started crying even more
I changed into this:
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I grabbed my teddy bear and cried myself to sleep with my hair in a high ponytail
