Underside of the Underworld

Ch1. I'm sorry baby

Hello welcome to my first chapter.

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I lay there with no energy left, looking at my mom as her breaths get slower and slower. We fought for as long as we could but in the end we were out numbered. Five men against two small women. Not a fair fight.

"Nessuna mamma sta con me." I cry as she starts to cough up blood. " I'm sorry baby, I can't. " She says, tears running down her face as she takes her last breath. "Mamà no!" I say as tears stream down my face.

No she can't be gone no. No.

As soon as I try to get up I fall back down yelling out in pain. Fucking fuck.

(An hour and a half before)

I've been sitting down in the living room for some time now watching the TV waiting for my mom to get home. She decided that she'll take me out for ice cream. Mom isn't really home a lot so when she is she makes sure to include the little things. Whenever she's at work all I do is go to school or stay home by myself. That's how it's been since I can remember. She's never told me what her job is exactly and every time I ask I get the same answer. 'I can't tell you for your safety'. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I believe her but now that I'm older I've been wanting to know for so long.

I hear the door rattle and my mom walks in. I smile as I walk over and give her a hug. "Hi mom." I say pulling out of the hug.

"Hi amore. Let's go for ice cream now sì?" She asks. "Yea, let's go" We walk out the door and make our way out to the sidewalk. The shop isn't that far from home so we always walk whenever we do things like this. Which isn't offen.

Work. Work. Work. I can't, "I have work." "Sorry I can't, work calls". That's all I hear from her. 95% of my childhood was spent alone. Either at school or the house. If you could even call it a school.

"I miss you mom." The words spill out with me not realizing it. "I know hun but it's my job I'm sorry." She says flatly not even looking at me. I do sense some sympathy though. "Yea." I sigh as we turn the corner.

Also taking alleyways to stay out of site. This isn't new. Though I'm just waiting till the day we get killed for doing so.

Once we turn we are greeted with five men in suits. With guns. This isn't a new thing where I lived but this time these people aren't a gang. Don't fucking tell me I jinxed it.

"Hello girls." One of the guys say in a Russian accent. " Ottenere dietro di me." My mom whispered and I did as she says getting behind her. The men come closer and I am getting ready to fight. I pull out the one knife I have but it's not enough for all five.

A guy grabs my mom by her hair and starts dragging her with him.She's fighting back using everything she can to get away. That's when the adrenaline kicks in and I jump on the guy and stab him in his shoulder.

He let go of my mom and held his shoulder yelping out in pain. " Get them." He growls, walking over to them. The four of them immediately come after me. Mom pulls out a gun and shoots a guy in the head. The others pull out their guns and start shooting also. When the fuck-

A guy gets close to me so I tackle him but it doesn't work out very well because I'm only 5'2 and he's like 10'9. He gets on top of me and starts punching me in the face and stomach each blow knocking air out of me. I struggle but grab my knife and stab him where the sun doesn't shine.

Ouch. That's what you get. Fucking suck my dick.

He falls back letting out a scream. I get up and look around to find my next target. I see one guy running over to mom so I go to run but as I do I feel the feeling of something ripping my stomach in half. I feel the rim of my pants wet and I look down to see blood coming from my stomach. I've been stabbed. The guy I stabbed is holding his crotch but in his other hand is holding a knife. .

That is lodged into my skin.

I cover my mouth to muffle my screams so I don't distract mom. I then take my knife and stab the man in the heart and slowly walk over to the next guy.

He quickly pulls out a gun and shoots me in the leg. I fall to the ground screaming out loud this time. I see my mom already laying on the floor. "Enough LETS GO!!" A guy yells like he was worried. The rest of them run and jump into the car and drive away.

How nice of them. Leaving two women bleeding out on the street.

I lay there holding my leg and stomach, hot tears pouring down my face. I feel like I am going to pass out but I need to make sure mom is ok. I look over to see her barely breathing. She has multiple wounds on her chest. I attempt to crawl over to her though dragging my body across the pavement hurts too bad.

"Nessuna mamma sta con me." I cry. "I-im sorry baby. I can't" She says, as she takes her last breath. "Mom no!" I scream as tears stream down my face.

She's not dead, no. No. No.

I try to move but an excruciating feeling shoots through my body causing me to not move anymore. My vision blurring more.

Veronica you're a bad bitch stop being weak

I'm not weak.

I force myself off the ground and on my feet wincing in pain. I can hardly see.

My brain is screaming at me to go see if mom's okay. I go with my gut and think of how to get to a hospital before I myself die.

I slowly walk two blocks behind the buildings so no one can see me.

I walk along them keeping my arm on them so I don't fall.

Almost passing out three times I make it to the hospital. Walking into the front desk. " H-help me." I say as the darkness engulfs me and I fall to the floor.

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I wake up to the sound of beeping in my ear. Trying to open my eyes for five minutes they finally open but I quickly close them due to the very bright light shining above me.

My head is pounding.

Reopening my eyes and adjusting them to the light I look around and see that I am in the hospital. Then it all comes back in a slap to the face.

Men. Russian. Attacking. I was stabbed. I was shot. Mom.

Remembering I look down and see bandages around my torso and leg. "Shit." I close my eyes thinking what I will do next. Then I remember what to do.

Sitting up fast I fall right back down groaning. Maybe I'll wait till tomorrow.

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Hope you enjoyed my first chapter.

A/n 8/15/21

Yall I went to edit this and I was dying laughing. Apparently I had a problem with writing things in past tense.

4/24/2022

Haha here I am again editing this. Starting from chapter one and editing all the way up to forty-three. Good day.

-M