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Fuck everyone. They can kiss my ass. Especially my dad. If I could kill him, I would. I don't need his pity on my personal life.
After I left the basement, I went to the kitchen and saw my mother cooking spaghettini allá carbonara for dinner.
"Ciao mama" I got up to my mother and kiss her cheek. "Ciao Alvara, how was it?" She asked, stirring the spaghetti.
"It was fine. Just dad always wants to bud into my personal life like he gave a fuck," I say sitting on the counter.
"Get off my counter and your father just wants to be involved that's it," she stated in her smooth voice.
I love my mother's voice, her italian and french accent kicks in when she yells. But she can scream at me and her voice is yet so soothing, I got that from her. Her voice and eyes Jesus her light brown eyes are beautiful and hair but personality wise. I have both my mother and father but my father's side shows more.
"He had all the 18 years of me living, mama, so he could be involved, but he threw it away for what? So he could show his friends how tough he is and how he isn't weak from his own daughter's love. Bull fucking shit! He always asks why I'm like this, it's cause of him but he doesn't see it that way."
"Watch your tone and language with me and I understand I do but your father is your father. You don't know why he treats you that way, it's a hard conversation for him but you don't understand. Try getting along at least if not for you then for me I hate seeing you guys bicker all the time so please cara do it for me," She placed the food I front of me and I gave her a little smile.
I think about what she said and maybe he's right. Maybe it won't be bad to get along with him just this once.
Yes, but if he pisses me off,I will never talk to him.
"Okay fine. I'll try, but I don't make promises, so if it goes to shit. Sorry. But I won't even talk to him at all." I started shoving a spoonful of spaghetti in my mouth.
Sweet baby Jesus this is delicious.
My mother nodded. She then placed plated down for everyone and made me go get Malachi down and I did.
After dinner I went to my room and showered perusal. I sat on my bed and I took my sketch book out and pencils, I then started sketching. I was sketching the ocean with the moon and stars.
"Alvara get down here. Now!" My father said. Just as I was about to draw but I guess.
I walk down to his office and open the door. As I open it, I see Malachi I front of him.
"What's up?"
"Sit Alvara I need to discuss something with you and your brother."
"Shoot."
"Alvara after that stunt pulled earlier and how you've done it several times I had made a deal with Marvin King. You may know him" My father stated leaning back in his chair.
I don't like where this is going.
"What do you mean?" Malachi raised his eyebrows in question.
"What I mean is Alvara you'll be working with Nikko King and living in his estate if you like it or not and once you learn to behave and follow orders you'll stay there until then" WHAT!
"You can't fucking do that! The one time I want to actually be nice to you and have a bond like a normal daughter you come up with this bullshit, and out of all people you choose you choose Nikko!" I yelled causing his face to grow in anger.
"Watch your tone Alvara your still my daughter I could do what I please."
"You can't do that are you crazy." Malachi budded in the conversation.
"Watch me. Tomorrow morning Alvara is leaving and if you don't you'll be forced" My father firmly stated causing me to whisper a 'your fucking crazy'
He's dead to me.
I got up and walked away slamming the door shut. I ran up the stairs and heading to my room and jumped on my bed and a tear slipped.
He thinks he could do what he pleases to me. I'm not a maid I'm his fucking daughter.
Stop crying. Stop crying.
I got up and stopped crying once I heard a soft knock on my door and I announced them to come in. It was Malachi.
"Hey sis, you okay?" He softly ask sitting on my bed.
"I'm fine. It's not like he's never done it before. Send me away." I position myself to look at him. I know he hates what my father just did but he can't really say anything.
"I know but it's not fine. He's acting like an asshole, you've killed prisoners before and he acts like it's new or something it pisses me off, he treats you like a child" Malachi raises his voice in anger making his green to hazel eyes turn dark.
"Don't you think I know that but guess what he doesn't fucking listen, he thinks the world revolves around him it doesn't." I lay down on my back and move my hands around.
"I don't want to see you go. You're the only person I talk to here."
"I don't want either but I have to. I won't learn my lesson that's for sure but I still have to go, and what makes me mad is Nikko out of all people I have to fucking stay with are you joking" I slam my arms to my side.
Nikko King. The heir to his fathers mafia. I've hated me since I could remember. We've been on missions before and he's always ruined them, always. He thinks he's to good for everyone and he thinks just cause he's the heir we'll all do what he says, no. He acts like every other man here. We got into countless argument about everything, we stopped going to missions once he became heir.
"I know It's fucked up but when you go tomorrow just make sure to call me and text me everyday and send pictures" He chuckled a little making smile.
"Okay, but go so I could pack everything before I leave tomorrow cause who knows what if he treats me like shit and doesn't take me shopping. On second though he will treat me like shit, I won't take any chances" I get off my bed and head to my closet to get a duffel bag ready.
"Okay, then come to my room if anything" He gets off my bed and heads out. On he leaves I go straight my closet and get some clothes.
I decided to bring all my shirts, jeans, sweats, t-shirts, underwear and bras.
Once it's all packed I showered and decided to put on sweats an a crop top. I then slipped into bed.
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A little of this got deleted i don't know why so i had to write it again. And editing chapters is so hard for like what
