F*ck Off!

My everyday thing

I just came home with my friend, Jacob.
- Let me check if my dads there, I tell him and check inside the front door.
- Mom, is dad there? I asked.
She came out the living room,
- No, no he's not, there was something urgent, of course I knew. My dads in the mafia, and both me and my mom knew about it. He was in the Irish mafia, but suddenly we had to move to Italy for some "urgent" thing at work.
Mom got a little scared, and shouted him out when she knew, but she got used to it as long as he didn't do anything too far over the line. But I'm not gonna accept it, I know what the mafia is, and it's just creepy.
- So, y/n are we gonna go upstairs or....? Jacob asked me.
- oh, right, yeah, this way! I said.
Agh, I gotta stop thinking about random things in the middle of conversations. I hate it.
We went upstairs, and we talked about school and how the teacher sucks. None of my friends knew about my dad, they all think he's just busy. I find it so creepy, I feel like I don't know my dad sometimes, just that he's protective and doesn't want me to get in contact with any boys.
- I gotta go now, my dads calling me, Jacob said in the middle of my daydreaming.
- Yeah, okay, cya! I said as he went out the door, and I heard the keys click into the front door. I knew who it was. I ran downstairs and dragged Jacob up to my room again.
- What the heck, y/n! Jacob said as I dragged him up.
- Just shut up, I whispered.
Then my dad entered, in this suit, as we're watching him, hiding from the stairs, so Jacob could leave without getting seen by him. Ridiculous.
- whoa, that's your dad? Jacob said amazed. I nod. I don't want dad to see Jacob. He's gonna say we're dating and stuff, and might even shout at him, and I don't want that to happen. We waited some minutes and then I pushed Jacob out the back door.
- Welp, Byebye y/n! Jacob said as I pushed him out.
- Yeah yeah, I said laughing.
Later on, my dad said he wanted a "talk." I entered the kitchen where he sat with my mom.
- So, y/n. As you know, your 18th birthdays coming up. And my friend, Monaco's son, is intere-
- I'd rather die than to be married to someone YOU choose for me! I told him.
- You wanna let me down like that? I want you to have this life I have! It's fantastic, you just can't see it, y/n! My dad said as he stood up and hit the table. His eyes were pure anger.
I felt my heart pounding out my chest as tears formed in my eyes. I hate him so much!
- F*ck off! I said, without thinking.
-Y/N!! My dad yelled.
- What the hell! Are you cussing at me? My dad yelled.
- You are getting married to Cicero, and that is nothing to talk about!! My dad said again, as he walked out the door and slammed it. My mom followed him trying to calm him down, as tears ran down my face. I don't want him choosing my future.
My dad came back in.
- you see y/n, tomorrow he's coming to meet you, I don't care if you like it or not, he said.
- No-
- SILENT! He interrupted me and walked off. F*ck this . He can't force me into marrying. And I wont let him either.
  I was going to sleep. I locked my door and texted Jacob goodnight.
  - Goodnight, my y/n, he texted.
"My"?! I felt butterflies in my stomach and smiled over the text.
   I texted him a simple heart, and he texted one back. Am I catching feelings?

Next morning, my dad threw a black f*cking suit at me. No way I'm wearing a SUIT.
- Cicero's coming, get ready, my dad demanded. Agh. I took on a hoodie and I don't care what he says.
  Later, this boy walked in , I'm assuming he's the "mafia boy".
  Wait. That's him? My heart stopped, as butterflies formed in my stomach. I could SEE his abs through the suit, and he had these dark, mysterious eyes I couldn't look away from, and he was like i don't know, Six foot three?!  He looked like the kind of guy any girl would FOLD for. God. I can't fall for this guy. He caught me staring, and gave me a simple smirk and continued to talk to my dad. Oh my.
  - So, I'll let you two talk, my dad said and gave this mafia guy a handshake.
  - So, y/n Right? He smirked at me.
I nod.
  - Well, I'm Cicero. Nice to meet you, he smirked at me once AGAIN.
  I don't know if it was obvious I'm staring, but out of honesty, who wouldn't?
   - Staring at me, huh? He said and looked down at me. His eyes looked like they could go over anyone, and the suitttt. Agh, no, no, I'm not falling for this sort of mafia guy!
  - Uhm, no! I said and turned around.
He was so tall, he patted my head.
  - Sure thing.
- Mhm. I said.
Then my dad came back and they talked. Later on, he left, but gave me a kiss on the cheek. WHAT?? Oh my goshhh. Then I received a text from Jacob. Oh. Jacob. I forgot about Jacob as this Cicero guy took OVER my thoughts.
- So, thoughts on this Cicero guy? My dad asked.
  - He's not bad, I said. I was still mad at my dad for being such an asshole the other day. But one things sure. This Cicero guy was HOT.
  - You're getting married in 3 weeks.
Wait what? It's already planned?
- it's already planned?! I said out of shock. So my dad wouldn't care if I liked him or not, the wedding was already planned? Yeah, he's attractive but I dont know him. Next day, all I thought about was Cicero. The look he gave me. I can't stop thinking about it.

        2 weeks later