Underside of the Underworld

Ch3. Dad

Me updating twice in a row. Wow I would have never thought. Jk I'm just bored because everyone is asleep and I have no one to talk to.

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Veronica

The driver pulls up to the address and I can't keep my eyes off of the sight it's a beautiful place. My dads rich. I tip the guy with the last bit of money I brought and get out with my one bag I packed.

I walk up and see a gate. Once I get close enough I look to see a camera. A red light starts going off once it sees me and immediately a gas is put into the air. Great, they think I'm an intruder. Well I kind of am but damn!

I start coughing and waving my hand in the air. Oh shit.

Not even a minute and I fall to the ground knocked out cold.

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I feel like dying right now. Whatever I breathed in makes me want to puke my guts out.

I try to move around but a burning feeling on my wrists stops me.

I know this feeling by heart. My hands are tied back with a rope. I try and open my eyes but they won't open.

Still in a dazed wave.

It's muffled but I can hear some things or people in the distance. Finally I open my eyes and look around. It's bright but not bright at the same time.

It's an all black room with a concrete floor. Faint blood splatters cover the floor and walls. A huge metal door is to my right. I assume it's locked.

Connected the dots on that one fuck face.

Wait a minute where am I. Last I remember I was at the front step of the house and then breathed in that gas.

I hear steps approach and the door open up. A tall guy walks in looking no older than late twenties brown hair and brown eyes.

He walks over and somehow pulls out another chair out of nowhere.

Ok Mr. magician.

He sits down and stares at me. I want to crumble into crumbs at the moment. His eyes hold anger and confusion. This guy is scary, really tall, and I'm pretty sure he has a gun.

You know what, let's mess with him. If I'm going to die might as well go out the fun way.

Before I can say anything he speaks. "Why are you here?" He says with a thick Italian accent.

Now's my time to shine.

"I'm Dora and I finally got lost." I smile at him. He looks really annoyed right now and it is kind of scary. He stands up and delivers a punch to the right side of my head.

What is it with me and getting beat up by men in suits?

I take the hit but don't let it affect me. I see the look on his face as if he's confused. It hurt like a bitch but I can't let him know that.

Don't show weakness to the enemy

"Now I don't hit women but when you show up to our doorstep.." He trails off.

"Once again tell me who you are?" He says through gritted teeth.

"Dora." Another punch to the face.

He goes further and pulls out a gun. "Ok dannatamente sono Veronica Hendrix." I say letting out a bit of anger. I'm not scared of guns but some things in my past make me know that I shouldn't mess around with a gun. Especially if It's pointed straight at me.

His eyes widened a bit. What?

Ohh I just spoke Italian. "Aspetta un attimo" He leaves me alone. I wonder what's wrong. I gave him what he wanted.

My mind drifts back to Carlos. I saw a picture of him in the information. He looks like he could kill you through a picture honestly. Cold eyes staring right at me. Wouldn't be surprised if he's a killer honestly.

The thing is I never got pictures of my siblings or what their jobs are. I don't want another situation where I don't get to know their jobs like mom.

Mom.

I could be with Carlos right now if I wasn't with this fucker.

I hear steps come closer till the same guy walks in with another person.

The new guy coming in basically barged into the room. Oh I'm actually important now.. shut up.. I choke on my own spit as I see who it is. Carlos Hendrix, my dad.

He sits there looking at me. What is it with these people and looking at me weirdly?

Not wanting to look at him I turn my head and look around more. As soon as I turn my head he speaks.

"Mia figlia. II mio piccolo è qui in realtà" He says getting up and un-doing the ropes on my hands. He pulls me up into a hug. I awkwardly stand there for I have only just met him.

I haven't had a father my whole life and I just met him but somehow I feel like I've known this man forever. I can feel tears ready to pour out but I'm not letting them. I've cried enough for a while.

He pulls away and sits back down. So do I. "Why are you here? Where's your mother?" He rolls his eyes at the mother part but I brush it off.

"Well... she died. So I had to come and find you." Tears come to my eyes but I blink them back. "Oh sorry for your loss. How about you follow me." He says getting up.

Nice introduction.

I follow him out of the room. We make it up many flights of stairs until we make it to what looks like a living room the size of my home back home.

Home.

"I'm sorry to be leaving you so soon but I have work to do. Find a room and i'll get you to talk later." He walks out of the room with his phone to his ear.

God damn my family apparently has a thing for leaving me alone. No, I can't think like that.

I look around and see two staircases and multiple hallways.

When I said I was Dora I didn't mean that I actually was. If I was, I would definitely use the map to find a room.

I go up the right side of the stairs and see a hallway of doors. I walk down and find a room. Walking in I check everything and see no one is using this room.

Guess it's mine now. Though it does feel weird taking a room in a house that I've spent less than four minutes in. I walk around and see a massive bed with a TV in front of it. A great view outside and another two doors. I open the first and I am greeted with a closet.

It's almost as big as the main room. Going into the other door and I see it's a bathroom. Great shower and good mirror.

I look at myself and see my hair is a mess and I have a bruise forming on my face from Mr. Magician. I need to get his name.

There are dark purple eye bags under my eyes so I go and lay on the bed. I'm not gonna sleep, just rest. I can't deal with the dreams right now.

Maybe I can process everything. I've just walked into the house of my father who I've just met in my 17 years of life. He left me to go find a room and I'm alone in this house. Well I don't know that for sure.

What's still really haunting me is mom's body. What are the police going to do when they find it? Are they going to start an investigation? Or does her sketchy job cover her and no one but me and my father know about it? God this is all overwhelming.

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Hope you liked, don't worry you'll grow to like Carlos. Hopefully.

4/24/2022

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-M