Chapter Sixteen: Mother knows best

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"Sienna would have been a prettier name for you, Diana is old, so out of place." She said pouring herself a glass of champagne. I was so out of it, I didn't even notice when she left to get champagne.
"A liar." I whimper out still looking down on the bed.
"Yes, your father is a liar."

"You're a liar. My mother is dead."

"I'm right in front of you, how can I be dead when I'm standing right in front of you." She said calmly while looking over at me and taking a sip of her champagne.

"What do you want from me?" I asked her tears welled up in my eyes.

"Sweetie no, don't cry." She said putting her glass down and running over to comfort me.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I just wanted to see you, it's been eighteen years you're turning nineteen tomorrow, I've missed so much." She said smiling softly at me.

"Papa, told me you were dead. Why would he lie?" I said breaking down in tears and laying in her arms.

"Oh darling, I don't know why he'd do such a thing; what would you say we discuss this over lunch, huh?" She said moving a curl from my face and I nodded.

She got up and left the room with me in it. As I heard the last of her footsteps, I wiped my eyes quickly and laid back onto the bed. I had collected some keys which were on her dress.

How can she be my birth mother and don't know that I've got the same malice ways as she does. I didn't sleep that night, I waited, waited for who was the next person to enter the room.

The next morning came by quickly, I heard footsteps approaching my room and I pretending to be asleep, carefully setting the chain around my hand. The door creaked open and the conversation died down.

"Diana? Hey." Enzo said sweetly.

"You don't have to baby her Enzo, you're so frigging soft." Chelsea said annoyingly.

"I still like her, Chelsea and honestly I think Angelina should have gone about this differently." He said sounding concerned.

"Wake up bitch." Chelsea said before I rolled over and wrapped the chain around her neck.

Enzo pulled out his gun and pointed it at me as I strangled Chelsea with the chain.

"Diana."

"You're not going to shoot me Enzo but I will kill her. You've seen what I can do at that casino that night, so do me a favor and put the gun down." I said sternly while continually choking Chelsea.

"Enzo shoot...her." She said holding onto life.

"Shoot me Enzo."

He bit his jaw before putting his gun down.

"Let her go Diana." He said calmly surrendering and I smiled before slamming Chelsea's head to the bed making her blackout.

"I can't let you leave this room."

"I can't remember the last time I let a man, let me." I said.

"We were coming to wish you happy birthday, why does it have to result to violence?"

"Because you fucking kidnapped me Enzo." I said before turning to leave the room but he pulled another gun out of his back pocket and I broke the champagne bottle and placed it to his neck.

"Are you going to shoot me Enzo? Are you going to put that bullet through my head? Because I surely will slit your throat without hesitation because you mean nothing to me at this point."

"I didn't want to do this, Diana."

"But you did, you hurt me, you hurt my family, you manipulated me, so much for friends." I told him.

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