Deception

chapter one- a new beginning

The slow rumble of the car slowed as catherine pulled into the drive of my house, i stared at the structure , "my home". though it didn't feel like it anymore , the thought of its emptiness shook me.

"you alright aven?" she spoke softly in the same pitiful tone i only ever received now,

"yes thankyou for the lift cathy" i smiled weakly and got out of her car while grabbing my bag and headed to the door,

she called from behind me, "Aven! are you ok? you'll be ok alone for a bit? you're uncle is coming to pick you up correct ?"

"yes he is don't worry Cathy and say goodbye to Amara again for me" i called back before unlocking the front door for the first time since the accident.

Returning home is more a sensation of the heart than of physical location, and that sensation was lost on me as i took in my surroundings the belongings of my dead family placed all around taunting me with every look.

I dump my bag and head to the kitchen to get a glass of water, i needed to calm down as my Uncle would be calling me to tell me how i'm meeting him.  He's my guardian now. My mums brother- who she didn't ever speak to you.

I met him once when i was younger, it was fun and games till he kicked me and family out after my mum argued with him, we haven't spoken since and i'm in no interest to he doesn't like me and i don't like him but guess he feels too guilty to let me rot in a care home. He lives in New York on the east coast in an amazing place just a shame, he's there but i presume i'll be living there now with him.

my phone began to ring from my bag i walked from the kitchen placing my glass of undrank water on the side, He was calling me  (getting my number from my aunt i presume )

"Hey Aven , nice to finally get in touch with you, but there's been a slight change of plans."

"what do you mean Brandon ?" i gritted my teeth at what he could say,

" well i have some associates... and i owed them a deal and well i know you don't want to live with me as much i don't you with me...

pleasant as always Brandon

"so i've arranged for you go live with them, they're totally safe and you can do what you want when you're an adult  but for now the paper work is done you're living with them."

"i'm sorry what the fuck do you mean? who are your associates Brandon? and where do these people even live and who are they and what do they do !!"

" they're a group or family that own a family business or sorts they have bases in NYC and London and Italy but you will be staying in the uk to finish your last term and then will be moving to NYC to finish your education but you will he staying with them still. you can introduce yourself to them soon as they'll be coming to your home address to pick you up to explain things soon "

"what. the. fuck. i always knew my mum was right about you Brandon.  Go to hell."

i ended the call and threw my phone at the wall it fell to the floor with a loud thud and i groaned. what the hell am i meant to do with that! staying with a bunch of suspicious randoms- brilliant.

i head up to my room and go to change as i've been in the same clothes for days now while i stayed at Amaras, i put on some blue leggings and my dads grey sweatshirt which i rarely take off nowadays. i brush out my hair and the curls that were done yesterday by Amara - an effortless attempt to cheer me up-while i cleaned my face up.

i headed down stairs and sat down at the piano playing the odd key but nothing else as it hasn't felt the same since mum and Nathan died, they always played it, my brother was self taught annoying prick but he was very good even so where as my mum was a professional, it was her nans piano.

an aggressive knock could be heard from the front door i leaned back from the piano stool to see the door and saw figures huddled outside,
i groaned anxiety building inside of me as i slowly got off the stool as another knock erupted at the door.

"i'm fucking coming!" i yelled at them impatient dicks.

i opened the door and was faced with 5 giants of men stood on my doorstep all towering over my 5.8 self.

"you must be the business associates" i drawled out as at this point my patience was wearing thin today.

one at the back snorted when i said business associates, i narrowed my eyes at him wondering why it was so funny. when the one in the middle cleared his throat and spoke,

"Ready to go ?" he asked in a monotonous tone,

"go? where ?" i was confused i thought they were going to explain.

"to our house, you don't really think we're letting you stay here do you?" he replied with a cocky smirk hanging from his mouth,

he had an accent , maybe italian as Brandon said they had an italian base i couldn't tell though it was hidden,

"well if i'm finishing my term what's the issue all my shits here" i shrugged,

" language." he warned ,

i rolled my arms he glared in response

"pack your shit and let's go" he stated bluntly,

"it's a waste of time but sure, well you all might as well come in i'll take a bit" i said opening the door more,

they all looked apprehensive, i rolled my eyes

" oh come on you bunch of wet wipes it's not haunted by my dead family promise " i smirked,

they all scowled and walked inside , the middle guy came in last and bent down to my ear,

"id watch your tongue if i was you mio amore"
he whispered,

i shivered and slowly shut the door letting out a shaky breath.

what the fuck have i got myself into.