Orphaned

Chapter 8

Anastasia's pov:

We stayed up all night packing.
I have still not adjusted to the fact our family had such a huge family.
It wasn't like we had a secret dog or something.
WE OWNED A DAMN MAFIA.

Half of the night was spend packing, I finished packing at 4, I lied still in bed trying to sleep but the only thoughts entered my brain, were that we owned a mafia.
How come there were no signs? Even if there were why were we so naive not to notice them? How could we believe everything that came out of their mouths?
I'm going to miss this place, we spend 2 years here,hoping not to move again. As long as I can remember, we were moving. Now that I know that we own a mafia, it makes sense, it was to stay hidden, until we came of age.

There were a bunch of boxes downstairs, dad movers, who put the boxes in the truck, we all drove in our cars and left.

We reached there soon. I could feel a storm coming, like our lives were going to change forever.

HOLY FUCK!!!!

Fancier and much bigger.
It's so beautiful.
"Y'all like it?" Dad asked us.
"Yes" we said in a unison.

Dad escorted us inside. Gave us our room. Mine looked so elegant.
After the decor, I fell in love with it.

It's pretty, I know!!! It's double the size of the previous room.
I just laid on the bed, hoping to fall asleep, but no, dad called us down, for snack.
I reached downstairs and realized I was the first one downstairs. My dad was preparing something in the kitchen.
So he had his back turned to me, he probably didn't even know I was behind him.
I said so softly, probably even whispering, "Daddy?" He turned to me and noticed that my eyes were having dark circles, so I looked down.
"Yeah?" he said.
"All those years, since we were kids, we used to move so that no body would locate us right?" I said, realizing how stupid the question.
"Mhm" he said.
"What about when we went to school? People could have tracked us down there, why did no one attack us?". I asked, why am I asking him this.
"Yeah, they could've but y'all had under cover bodyguards, and your names aren't real, I mean your first names are, not the last. We're the Martinez mafias, the strongest. I didn't want y'all to be harmed, everyone knows who we are."
He said.
Oh my God, am I getting hot, like suffocating, I can't take anymore secrets. This is alot. Even our names aren't real.
We're the Martinez mafia, the scariest, no one interferes with us. And we had bodyguards all this time. How did we not no about this.
I nodded at him, so he could resume his work and I took a seat and drank water.
Brett came downstairs, even he had dark circles, I was happy that I wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep after last night.
"Why do you look like you have seen a goast?" He asked me. I looked at him in shock.
"Your skin is pale, paler than usual" he said, I would've have made a sarcastic comment, but I'm still absorbing the information given to me.
Daddy told him everything too. He was as shocked as I was.
"What else is a secret dad? Am I adopted or was I born in the family?" He asked Daddy sarcastically.
"Don't be like that son, I had to keep it from you to protect you." He said.
And it twisted something in Brett, something dark, you could tell it just by looking at him.
I don't remember a single day after that, when Brett laughed or smiled or anything, he and I barely talked.
Dad put guns on the table and put throwing knives at the tables. "These are you're weapons from today onwards, you will be caring them at all times, there will be guards still, around the house, around the school, you will have friends and go on with your regular lives, this is our secret. Is that clear?" Daddy said, like this was some military operation.
We both nodded.
"This is our life now. There is no place to be scared or anything, you have to be strong." He said, looking at me, he knew that I was timid. I joined the swim team just because I he forced me too, I was good at it, but I was even better at studies, I like to read and he knew that without the swim team I would be pretty invincible. Brett was good at sports and so was Shawn, they were strong. And it was my turn no to be strong.
So, I nodded.
"Have these sandwiches, and then we will start training." He said and he left the room.
"Just yesterday we we're Diaz, today we're Martinez."I said and gave a sad little smile.
" I know" said Brett.
We had our sandwiches and got dressed for exercises.

I wore a baby pink sports bra and matching leggings and white socks and snikers.
When Brett came downstairs I was shocked.

He actually had muscles. I laughed and he punched me and then we took went outside.