Athena's Family "The Hispanic Mafia" had put her through hell since a really young age up until she finally decides to run away and all that while pregnant.
Set forward three years later , Athena is on the run with her son jumping from city to city...
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it was around 9 AM, another nightmare.
i was in my closet, packing my clothes and elijah's.
it's time we leave San Diego it is not safe for us anymore.
i haven't been to work for almost two weeks, i can't bring myself to go out knowing they are watching me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
i have gotten two more boxes from Joshua, both pictures of me and elijah, one even with rico, both notes said and i quote 'i cant wait for you to suffer, elijah will be long gone and his body?? never be found ever again'.
how can anyone be this fucking evil?
So here i am packing our shit so we can move to the next city and hopefully start a new life there.
i take a deep breath and clench my jaw while folding clothes into a small bag, Elijah had just started to warm up to our daily life and here i am taking it away from him.
i hate myself.
once i was done packing the most important things including, food, money, his favorite teddy bear and some little things to keep in memory, i make my way down and drop the bags on the floor.
i will miss our home. Our first ever home, our first kitchen and living room, i can truly say i had never been happier in my life.
too bad it's ending. Shut up
walking into the kitchen, i start packing up the food that we wouldn't be taking with us, i will donate them to homeless people it's better then letting here to go bad.
just when i finished packing, i hear the door bell ring, i narrow my brows and glance at the time.
10:40 AM.
taking my gun i slip it into my waistband and walk to the door quietly and pecking through the peck-hole, my landlord.
he stands there nervously picking on his nails and glances form side to side, weird.
i open the door and smile at him "morning jakob what do i own the pleasure?" i question him.
"morning miss, uhm i'm really sorry i hope i wasn't disturbing," get to the fucking point.
i smile and shake my head "not at all" yes you are.
