Persephone Pov
'You bitch' sperm donor said as he punched me in my face.
I honestly don't know what I did wrong, but I guess it's just another day of a beating before I'm off to school.
He kept kicking, punching, hitting, and screaming at me until he got tired and left.
I groaned sitting up and going up to my room. I went into my bathroom and stripped from my clothes. I turned on the water and stepped inside.
I hissed from the pain and did my routine very carefully, the devil knows that I don't need anymore pain.
Once I was done with my shower I got out and dressed in some sweats and an oversized sweatshirt. I put on some fuzzy socks and sprayed some perfume on me.
I got some makeup and covered all my bruises that you can see. After I finished I put my crocs on and walked out the door.
I started my walk towards this cafe called "Night Shine". They have the best breakfast out there. The donors usually let me eat but I don't feel like hearing their mouths so I just went to this cafe.
Opening the door I'm hit with a smell of fresh baked muffins and other foods. I took my seat next to a window that's far away from everyone.
A waiter came over and smiled at me as she took my order. I just wanted something simple, but my stomach had other plans so I just ordered the Breakfast Feast.
As I'm waiting for my food I thought back to the conversation last night.
Flashback
'Do you want to make some money' he asked me.
'What do you mean make some money' I asked.
Im so confused right now, why would this dude pick me out of all the kids in the world. Also I don't even know him so how would I make this "money".
'All you have to do is sell some things' he said.
I rolled my eyes, 'if your talking about me selling myself, you can forget that, but if your talking about selling drugs. Hell No' I said.
I've read that a lot of people sell drugs and yes you do make a good amount of money, it's just that I wouldn't really do it.
Now I'm not opposed to it, it's just that if something ever goes wrong, than I'm screwed.
'Just think about it kid, you look like you need the money' he said.
I scoff than pushed him away from me and started my way back home.
Flashback over
My food had came and I thanked the waiter.
Would it be so bad if I started selling, but if I do and I get robbed would I get punished, or better yet killed.
All of the worst and best scenarios were going through my head. I mean I read books on Wattpad and they sell drugs all the time.
'That's because they are in the mafia dumbass' my oh so lovely conscious said to me.
Shaking my thoughts I finished my food and payed then made my journey to school.
Once I arrived I went into my Business class since I have that class today. I got in there right before the last bell rung and took a seat in the back.
'Ok class today is the day where I will be assigning you to your partners and you will begin the year around project. Now this project counts as both fall and spring semester grades.' Mr. Javier had said.
The class groaned but he still continued.
'I have already picked out your partners for you and you will be working with them for both semesters. For this project, you and your partner will be creating a successful business that is original. You will be expected to know everything about your business from the name to your stocks. For the fall semester we need to see how you will be at the end of the year, if you are successful or not. But by the spring semester we should see a huge change within all of your businesses. I expect to see great work within all of you, and remember have fun.' He concluded.
The class once again groaned but I was just anxious about who I'm going to be paired up with. He kept calling out names until he landed on mine.
'Persephone and Hades will be working together' he said.
I looked around the room to see a boy who has his hoodie on make his way towards me. He sits down next to me and we are both quiet to listen what Mr. Javier had to say.
'Ok now that I've paired you with your partners I expect to see great work from each one of you, now start creating those businesses', he said.
This is going to be the longest year yet.
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Italian-American Mafia: Origin Story
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