Mafia Only Goes One Direction

7

After the explosion, I do not remember much. I wake up to my boss filling out paperwork. I cough and sit up. "You're awake! Thank the heavens. I was so scared I was going to lose you," he says. "How long was I out?" I ask. "About a month, we faked your death, just so the enemies could not get to you. Once you are moving again, we can discuss what to do next," he says.

He knows me, I will give him that. I take off all the cords attached to me and hop up. It hurts like hell, but I won't show him that. "Already moving, okay, would you like to continue the mission or take time off?" He asks. Aww, he cares. "I would like to continue the mission sir, but after my death, it will be difficult to work my way back in. I have an idea though," I say. "Excellent, I will pay you more since you clearly got injured. What do you need?" He asks. "Just give me my bag and a shit tone of personality pills. Also have one of our men make me look roughed up," I say. "You already are roughed up kid," he says with a slight chuckle.

He is only this way around me. He treats me like his son. I respect that. "Okay then, get me some clothes that would make it seem like I was abused," I say. "Kid, you think fast, and the clothes we found you in will do. I have kept track of your buddies. They are struggling with you being dead," he says, handing me my bag and clothes.

I change in front of him. He isn't phased. "Well, they will have the surprise of their lives. Who is in or near a sketchy place at the moment," I ask, putting a shirt on. "The Irish one and the brunette girl are in a shady alley," he says. "Perfect take me there while I change my personality. Ignore it, I know what I am doing," I say. With that, I down a personality pill, aka, a PST pill for short.

He drops me off and the pill starts working. It's dark and cold. I accidentally let a whimper escape my lips. "Jo?" Two people say at the same time. They run over to me with huge eyes. It's Sierra and Niall. Sierra starts flipping out and calls a bunch of people. Niall just stares at me in shock. I cough and shiver.

"Munchkin, is that really you?" He asks softly. I nod and make grabby hands for him. He picks me up and starts crying. "I thought I lost you, I was ready to die. I missed you so much," he was sobbing now. "Come one, we are meeting at Louis' place," Sierra says, tears in her eyes.

When we get to Louis' flat, everyone looks shocked. They run over to me and start hugging me. They all are crying....wait....is Liam crying? Hold up, I thought he did not like me. I am surprised they cared.

Seeing all of them cry, made me cry. After a huge group hug. They seemed to snap into worried parent mode. "Okay Louis, you start a warm bath. Niall, you make him something to eat, but it has to be easy on the stomach. Harry, you find him some comfy clothes. Sierra would you like to check him for injuries or would he be more comfortable with one of the boys doing it?" Daddy Direction says.

"Well, I've known him since I was born, but he would probably prefer one of you guys," Sierra says. Liam nods and picks me up. "Okay, you and Zayn go fix up Lou's spare room for Jo," Liam says. They nod and head off. Liam sets me on the kitchen island and starts looking for injuries.

He finds scrapes, bruises, and even burns. Then he takes my shirt off and sees that I have a cut from my top surgery scars to my belly button. "Oh my, that must hurt bud," he says. He hesitates but takes off my shorts as well. He looks at the scares and notices a bruise appearing on my thigh. "Poor kid," he said quietly.

"Bath is ready!" Louis yells. Liam picks me up and takes me into the bathroom. My mind becomes fuzzy. I feel weird and it is scary. "Hey buddy, it is just a bath. Don't cry," Louis says softly. Why am I crying? Oooo, bubbles!

"You like bubbles? I'll add some more," he says as he adds more bubble bath mixture. I splash playfully and giggle. It is not me controlling my body though. Who is? Wait, fuck it was the PST pill. Louis gives me a warm smile and cleans my body. After That, he dries me off and gets me dressed. Harry says I look cute in these stitch footie pajamas.

Louis carries me to the kitchen and sits me down in a chair. I whine and climb out of the seat. "Hey bud, would you rather sit on my lap?" Harry asks, stopping me before I had the chance to run. I nod and make grabby hands for him. He picks me up and sets me on his lap as he sat down at the table.

Niall sets a little bowl of chicken-flavored rice on the table with a baby spoon. I stare at it but don't make an effort to start eating. "Try feeding him," Liam says quietly. Everyone seems to be quieter than usual. Harry holds a spoon full of rice up to my mouth. I open it and start eating. After I ate, Harry carried me to a room. It looked nice and had a big bed.

He sat me down on the bed and walked out. I did not like being left like that so I cry. Niall comes in and picks me up, "Shhh, it's okay baby. You want me to lay with you until you fall asleep?" I nod and yawn. He lays down and holds me close. Next thing I know all five boys and Sierra are in here sleeping. I soon drift off to sleep.

BOOOM!!!