Mafia's Girl

Part 20

I got myself together not long after and picked myself up from the floor. There's no need to feel sad about this.

I looked at myself in the mirror and waited until the colour of my cheeks went back to normal and my eyes weren't as puffy. I did not want anyone to see I had cried. Especially him.

Why had I cried? I should be used to the things Chase does by now. He hurts me and hurts me, I shouldn't expect anything different from him.

It's not like he has to sleep with only me. He can do whatever he wants and if he's not getting what he wants from me, what's stopping him from getting it from someone else.

He's in a mafia for fucks sake, he doesn't give two shits about anyone.

And I shouldn't even care. I want to slap myself silly for letting that piece of shit make me feel upset. I have to remind myself who he is , and I can't let myself let attached like this.

I took a deep breath and pulled myself together. Chase is an asshole, he's evil and violent and that's all he'll ever be. I know that.

After I was satisfied with how I looked, I stepped out of the bathroom and left the room.

I walked down the hall, getting very anxious as I saw the spare bedroom approaching. The door was open this time.

I told myself I would just pass it quickly and not look inside.

I mustered up enough courage to walk past it, but I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the room.

Chase was putting on his clothes as the girl sat on the bed. She was holding a towel to her nose, which was now soaked with blood from when I hit her.

I couldn't help but mentally pat myself on the back for that. I watched as the girl took the towel away from her face and looked up at Chase.

"Is it better?" she cooed. Ugh I can't stand this bitch.

"Would you get out of my house already" Chase said in distaste. "You're getting blood all over the fucking bed."

Chase threw his shirt over his head and turned in my direction. He caught my eye and I froze.

I quickly dashed away from the room and towards the stairs. "Kaitlyn" I heard Chase bark.

I didn't listen to him and went down the steps. He could come chase me if that's what he wanted.

I got downstairs and saw the front door open. There was a car waiting out front.

Hayes walked past me and towards the door. "Come on, we're leaving now" he said.

I started to follow him when I saw Chase coming down the steps, his slut right behind him.

When they got to the base of the steps, the girl walked over to me. She no longer had the towel but there was dried blood all over her nose and it was a shade of dark purple.

She came up to me and without giving me any time to react, she slapped her hand across my cheek, causing a stinging sensation to instantly spread.

"That's for breaking my nose" she spat. I pressed my fingers against the side of my cheek and felt the tender area.

She really did not just do that. I don't know who this bitch is, but she is not getting away with this one.

I stepped closer to her, going on the balls of my feet to reach her height. Without thinking twice, I rammed by forehead into hers.

The impact made a splitting pain shoot through my forehead, making me go dizzy. I tried not to show my pain. I knew it would hurt her more.

She shrieked and fell to the ground clutching her forehead. She cried out in pain and pressed her palm against her head.

I knelt down so I was level with her and looked her in the eyes. "That's for being a fat-headed bitch" I sneered.

She glowered at me and swiftly made a lunge at me. I dodged her and stood up from my crouching position.

"I will make you pay, you fucking whore!" she screamed at me. "Oh I'm the whore?" I scoffed. "Sweetie get off your high horse, it makes your ass look huge" I taunted.

She screeched like a child before standing up and marching out the door. I smiled at her and waved my hand. "Buh bye."

I watched until she disappeared out of the door. Wow I was surprised I could even do that. I was quite proud of myself.

I looked over at Chase who had stood there and watched the whole thing. He chuckled as he walked over to me and moved his head down to my ear.

"That was hot" he whispered, his hot breath fanning my face. I shoved him away from me and walked towards the door. I could just tell he was smirking behind me.

I couldn't believe him. After everything that just happened, he decided to say I looked hot? What a fucking prick.

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When we got to headquarters, we immediately started to work on training. This time Ivy and Alyssa were with us and also Hayes and Ryker.

We were learning how to use knifes. I thought shooting a gun at a target was hard but throwing a knife, I couldn't even get it to reach the wall.

"Throw harder" Hayes told me. He's been telling me that for ten minutes. I tried to use all my strength but the knife harmlessly bounced off the target every time.

"You throw like a girl" Ryker commented from beside me. I whipped my head around and glared at him. "Well if you happen to know, I am a girl."

He only smirked and went back to helping Ivy. God I can't with these boys.

I got back to work and kept trying. I threw the knife as hard as I could, but it wasn't enough force to make the knife embed itself in the wall.

"You've got it Kaitlyn, you just have to keep trying" Hayes chimed. I nodded my head at him. I wasn't very used to the couragement. Usually Chase would tell me to stop acting like a weak moron and try again.

I had refused to train with Chsse today since I didn't want to see him or speak with him. He kept insisting that he help me but I ignored.

I chose to train with Hayes over Ryker because, well it's pretty obvious. I don't think he would be any better than Chase.

Right now the training wasn't going so well. I did appreciate Hayes being so nice to me but I felt like I needed more.

The anger that Chase gave me always fueled my moves and I wasn't getting any anger from Hayes.

"Don't worry Kaitlyn just try again" Hayes said as he saw me get frustrated when the knife rebounded off the wall for the hundredth time.

See that's what I mean. I really do like that Hayes is being nice, but slow and steady just wasn't the method for me.

"Having trouble there?" I heard Chase's voice say as he stepped beside me. I could see him in the corner of my vision but I didn't meet his face.

"I'm fine" I said sharply, focusing back on the target. "Are you sure?" he snickered as he saw my blade hit off against the wall again.

I growled annoyingly and turned to face him. "Don't you have Alyssa to train or something?" I snapped.

He chuckled. "Hayes is training her." I turned around in confusion and saw that Hayes was no longer behind me. I looked over to my left and saw him standing next to Alyssa, showing her how to hold the knife.

"I might have asked him to trade" Chase smirked. I scowled at him and pushed him away from me.

"I'm not training with you Chase. I'd rather do it myself" I shot at him. He quickly grabbed my arm and made me look him in the eyes.

"Kaitlyn stop acting like a fucking child and let me train you" he growled.

I yanked my arm out his grip. I didn't like it but I knew I needed him to help me practice. It was the only way I'd get this fucking thing.

I sighed regretfully and placed my knife in his hand. "Show me."

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ik another chapter in the same month, who am i? love u

- sophie