teh truth

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y/n sat on drako's couch nervously, her brown hair pulled into a messy bun.

suddenly, the front door opened and it was drako and..... HAIRRY ??!?!?!?!? they both walked over to y/n quickly. they both hugged her tightly.

"y/n, we have to tell you something....." hairry said.

"w-w-w-w-w-what ist it????????" asked y/n, blushing nervously.

"y/n, we killed your dad........" drako said.

"YOU DID WHAT ?????" asked y/n.

**AN: y/n isn't angery, she is just surprised**

**SECOND AN: HI BEE ILY <3333333**

"yea..... we kind of shot him twenty eight times....." hairry said.

"but he wasn't your dad, y/n!!!!!!" drako said

"w-w-w-w-w-w-what ??????" y/n aksed.

"yea, you're real farther is the leader of the italian mafia!!!!!!!" hairry said.

just as hairry said that, the front door opened and a man stepped into the door.

"hello y/n. i'm your father, and my dame is micheal corleoni."

**THIRD AN: hahahhahaha omg sorry for the cliffhanger !!!!!! 😘😘😘😘😘 or am i 😏😏😏😏😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈**

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