Two mentally ill teens,
Both dealing with trauma in different ways,
One overthinks and stays to help others,
One never opens up and cant trust anyone,
Both not knowing how to love yet one fell for the other,
You see the problem.
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Bayley stands in the corner of the room whilst I sit in a chair with Noah standing at my side.
"Explain." Is all Noah says to me and I look at him confused. "How did you find out?" He asks. I look at Bayley to see her playing with her bottom lip and looking at the floor with her brows creased.
"At the hospital when Cole called Bayley by Jasmine North I recognised the last name but I didn't know where from so I asked Kaden and he told me and showed me the news reports." I say and Noah nods his head in understanding. He looks over in shoulder to Bayley and then walks to a draw opening it to take out a small knife with a ring on the end of it and then giving it to Bayley.
She twirls it in her hand and flips it and throws it in the air catching it.
"Are you apart of it?" I ask Noah and he shakes his head no.
"I'm not apart of the Mafia no, I am like Cole. We protect Bayley and report back to Lucas about what is going on and in return we have protection from the Mafia however Cole is more involved." He states and I hum in understanding.
"Bayley?" Noah's voice brings her out the trance she had over the knife and she looks up. "What do you wanna do now princess." She shrugs her shoulders and rolls her eyes. "I know technically I am one but don't fucking call me princess."
"We'll have to do it the mafia way." She looks at me and then looks from my feet to my head and the turns to Noah.
"It's either he joins or i kill him, he knows to much we can't risk him talking." She states and my eyes go wide. "What?" I asked shocked.
"Well you see Lionel, you know I'm apart of the American Mafia even better the American Mafia princess or heir, therefore you are bound to secrecy or I slit your throat from ear to ear right where you sit." She says it very calmly like she had done it multiple times.
"I won't say anything." She nods her head and the slowly walks over to me. "Not even to Kaden." I shake my head no. "Italian, Spanish or English?" My eyebrows furrow. "To say the oath."
"Italian." I say and she looks at Noah. "Put one hand over your heart and one hand in the air." I do as told and Noah starts to speak.
"Do consensualmente la mia vita alla mafia americana. In cambio di non mantenere segreta la mafia ti do il permesso di togliermi la vita come vuoi. L'unica via d'uscita è la morte e capisco le conseguenze dell'adesione". He says and my eyes widen at the words he just muttered.
This can keep Kaden safe for life
"One condition." I say and Bayley raises and eyebrow. "What?" She questions. "Kaden is protected aswell, for life." I say and her head nods a yes. "That can work for me."
I take a breath in and out, "Do consensualmente la mia vita alla mafia americana. In cambio di non mantenere segreta la mafia ti do il permesso di togliermi la vita come vuoi. L'unica via d'uscita è la morte e capisco le conseguenze dell'adesione". I repeat Noah, i'm doing this not for me but for Kaden and also i'm kinda shitting myself and kinda don't wanna die.
(Translation= "I consensually give my life to the American Mafia. In return for not keeping the mafia a secret I give you permission to take my life as you will. The only way out is death and I understand the consequences of joining.")
After I had finished talking Bayley came up to me and grabbed my head putting it to the side so the right side of my neck was open. Before she could do anything Noah stops her.
"Think about this." He says and she looks at him. "If I do this he is under my protection not Luca's, I was and still am the top assassin in the world I can handle it I've protected my mum and all of you." She says as irritation flows into her voice.
Before Noah could speak she takes the knife and cups open the top of my shirt to reveal my collar bone and then a stinging sensation pricks at my neck and she drags the knife from behind my ear to my collar bone. So it's not just a scar it's a sign. The number one assassins sign.
I feel a warm liquid drip down my neck. "You are staying here tonight and for a few days, most likely a week min, and call Kaden I need to do the same with him since you want him to be protected. Tell him to grab you and him some clothes and make his way over here." I nod in understanding as Bayley walks out the room and to somewhere and Noah starts assessing the cut.
"Fuck she got you deep." He says as he puts the cotton with alcohol on it over the cut. I pull my phone from my pocket and I call Kaden.
"Yo." He say. "I need you to get some clothes for me and you for about a week and pack it in two bags and then come to Bayley's." There is silence for a bit and then he speaks. "Ok, I shouldn't be long." He ends the phone.
Noah presses a bit to hard and I wince and he says sorry. "What happened to Bayley's arm?" I ask and he just looks at me and then goes back to wiping the blood off.
Once he is done Bayley walks back into the room and chucks a knife at me just about missing my head and stabbing into the wall. "What the fuck Bayley!" I shout.
"Romano." She says whilst she laughs. "Alec fucking Romano and Julia Romano." She says and my brows furrow. "They where you fucking parents." My eyebrows shoot up in shock, she knew my parents.
"Oh I didn't just know your parents. I was the one who killed your psychotic excuse of parents." My brows furrow again, why do I feel angry. "Why?" I ask and she sits down in a chair.
"When I was five I got kidnapped by these people in my own back garden. They would only give me back if Lucas agreed to give over his position as don to your farther, they kept me for a year until I escaped and found my way back to my home. A few months later I found out your mum had a brain tumour so every night whilst she was sleeping I would go and watch over her. I always thought it was so sad how she would get beaten by your dad until I realised she would only have bruises because your farther was protecting himself." She stops and looks at me and when she sees no emotion on my face she continues.
"Every night your mum would try and most of the time succeed in raping your dad and then some nights she would hit, kick, punch and even stab your farther, your dad was getting abused by her every night. So I killed her. Pumped acid through her veins and her organs melted. What I didn't know however is that back home your dad had turned to alcohol and would hit you because he couldn't handle that you both had the eyes of the woman haunting his night every time he closed his eyes.
When I saw this I was fascinated I finally found someone like me, taking punishments for their siblings and getting abused. Getting hit and punched and called cruel things, but what I was jealous of was the fact you never got stabbed or shot like I did so I was mad.
Your dad did most of it himself, drinking till his liver gave up on him and then again when he was laying in that hospital bed I pumped acid threw his veins not only for what he did to you and your brother but also because I was jealous he went easy on you. There was another reason too, like your mum would say before she would hurt me, I was the only one who your daddy could get hard for and I was the only one who could pleasure him enough to finish. Even though I was fucking five!" She shouts the end and to say I'm shock would be an understatement. I felt sick. Repulsed even. I never thought whilst I was living my parents had kidnapped a little girl and was doing what they were doing but I also couldn't believe what my mum did but it all makes sense now. How dad couldn't get out of bed some days, how he would have worst injures then mama. She was a manic and dad just played along.
I was frozen in my seat my face drained of colour. "Those were your fucking parents so trust me when I say I'm not going to be fucking easy on you because you Lionel Romano are now my property and you are just like me broken and un-fixable."
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A/n: Bit of a heavy chapter but to make up for it next chapter and the chapter after contain some spicy things.
